Ireland's part:
My stuff was some of the first things to arrive to the room, so once they did, I helped the others out. By the time we had finished setting the rooms up, it had was midday, so we were told to find the canteen.I grouped up with Germany and Poland. As soon as we left where the rooms were, we realised we were lost.
"Umm... Where are we..." Germany asked, as we walked into a very large hall. Poland and I shrugged, looking around at the other doors. We tried multiple doors, but enede up getting more lost, if that was possible.
"Eh... Anyone have their phones with them?" Poland asked. Me and Germany shook our heads, getting very concerned.
"Maybe it's in here..?" I asked, going over to big, black doorway at the back of the hallway. Poland flew over as Germany jogged over.
"OK, let's open it..." Poland said confidently, starting to push hard on the door. Germany and I heaved on the door, before it stiffly opened. He all froze when we saw it...
Mr EU's part:
I was just giving France a leftover croissant when I heard faint screams. I opened the door and flew down the corridors.I found Germany, Poland and Ireland screaming at the sight of the 3 headed dragon I was minding for Russia. I was surprised Ireland was screaming, but it was pretty scary.
I flew over and used the spray bottle Russia had given me. I sprayed the dragon and it moved back inside the room in a huff. I turned and saw Ire, Ger and Pol all frozen in fear.
I gently nugged them. Ireland looked annoyed I didn't tell him about the dragon, Germany just looked shocked and Poland looked at me with confusion.
"I'm minding the dragon for Russia." I sighed. Germany looked at me with his mouth open.
"Oh..." Poland sighed as he realised."AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU WERE MINDING A DRAGON!?" Ireland shouted at me. He seemed really annoyed I didn't tell him about the dragon. Ireland had a weird liking for weird, fantasy creatures.
I lead them to the canteen, and they all found seats.
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🍻☘️🇮🇪A Story About Ireland🇮🇪☘️🍻
Historical FictionHello! This is an actual attempt at a good story.. So yeah.. Please enjoy. Warning: History Words in other lauguages References to depression and self-harm Swearing Britain being an ass Bad grammar If you want to find out what they mean, put them in...