Alstroemeria

Chapter 24

I know its not the longest chapter, but bear with me here! WARNING, THERE WILL BE SWEARING (like 4 words).

-Marzia

As you were slowly roused from slumber, you turned onto your left side. 'Oh, this is a soft blanket. Hey, this couch is comfortable.'

Your eyes shot open as you hastily sat up, looking around you noticed you were not, in fact, on the couch, but you were in the bedroom. The door was closed and the curtains drawn shut. You heard talking coming from the living room, standing up you went straight for the mirror. You tried to smooth down your hair, and adjusted your t-shirt. You frowned, these shorts are too short. You quickly went into the closed, noticing it was nicely organized with your clothes on the right and Liechtenstein's on the left, you smiled. You grabbed a pair of leggings and changed, quickly.

You slowly opened the door, peeking out into the short hallway, you saw Liechtenstein and Switzerland sitting on the couch, both staring at you. Feeling bashful, you closed the door again, and went back to the bed. After a few minutes of sitting and staring at the wall, a knock resounded through the room. You got up and cautiously opened the door to reveal a smiling Liechtenstein.

"Would jou come hang out vith us?" she asked, nodding her head towards the living room. You opened the door further. Glancing into the living room you saw a stone faced, stern Switzerland waving cautiously at you. It would've been funny if you had been in a better mood.

"I suppose that would be-" You began, but you were cut off with a 'Great!' from Liechtenstein as she pulled you to the living room. She sat with Switzerland to her right with you on her left.

At this moment Liechtenstein was very content, she had her two favorite people with her. She had her big brother and you sitting on a couch while watching.. the news. Maybe the choice of show wasn't the best, but the people she was with certainly were.

Sitting on the couch, while watching a man named John tell you the weekly forecast, with one of the most intimidating people you've met only one person away from you was, at the least, nerve wracking. Switzerland was an intimidating man to be around. His vibe was don't-mess-with-me-I-have-guns and his glare was colder than the arctic. He exported machinery, guns and.. watches. The main exports of your country were corn and wheat, and you weren't even the biggest producer of these things, China (wheat) and America (corn) held those titles.

You fidgeted in your spot a bit, earning a harsh how-dare-you look (for no reason) from Switzerland. God, did you hope he'd warm up to you even just a bit, he's scary as hell!

"I vill go now." The swiss man got up, wiping imaginary dust from his pants, and began to walk towards the door.

"Bruder? Please stay, jou've only been here avhile!" Liechtenstein grabbed his arm, in the process leaning over your lap... and blocking the view of the T.V. How dare you.

"I have things to do. I'll come later, ja? Stay safe." He glanced at you warningly, like you would hurt sweet Liechtenstein. He ruffled her hair, she released him, and he walked out. That was brief.

After a while of just sitting around and chatting with Liechtenstein you both decided to go to the open air cafe for some food and coffee. You would pay. It was dark out so you had to be careful. When you got there you both ordered your drinks and food. You got a bagel and a hot chocolate, just because.

While you chatted you noticed a figure slinking through the shadows of the gates in front of the school. It was no doubt suspicious. Once he came out of the shadows you saw him in the dim moonlight. He reminded you of Canada, but his stance was far more hostile. He seemed to be a tall and strong man, as tall as Canada. For the first time you realized how tall the sweet Canadian actually was. Was he a 2p? Gasping inaudibly you turned to Liechtenstein.

"I think we need to go." You said, sternly.

"You're right, it's almost curfew." She replied, oblivious to the figure who lurked across campus.

Gathering your stuff you both began to walk towards the entrance once more, little did you know, your movements caught the attention of a certain man.

As Matt (2p canada) surveyed the school and campus of the 1p's academy he realized something: those damned 1ps get everything, huh?! A cafe? You kidding me? He heard Allen's (2p America's) voice buzz in his ear.

"Ay, canadian fuck, got anything?" The new york-ish accented voice rang through his ears.

"They got fuckin' everything, that's for sure." He replied as two figures moving caught his attention. He followed their movements closely until they entered the building.

"I mean is it safe, dumbass?" Allen taunted.

"Yeah, yeah. No police here.." Matt muttered insults under his breath. "Vegan dipshit..."

"Alright... so are there any hot chi-" Matt heard a sudden thud, a slew of curses, and some scolding. Smiling a bit he retreated back into the shadows--albeit they didn't hide him well, but he felt cool, okay, COOL.

"We'll be able to make our appearance soon."