For BNHAVillains this one for you
July 2 2020:
Alfred sighed as he walked outside of his hotel towards a park,today was a rather gloomy day even though it was just 2 days away from his birthday he was quite depressed, he looked around at the park the fountain seemed to glow,the bushes were nicely trimmed and it was lonely and deserted........ just like how the other 2 July's were like,he could feel his decades of tears about to burst thinking about his dear long lost lover............ he sat on a bench putting his oh so important bomber jacket at the side of him as he did he could feel a sense of a lost warmth that he felt decades ago came rushing back to him and he swore he could see her, Amelia Earhart,He started to talk as if having a conversation with his lover as if she was still here right next to him alive and kicking, he then started to hum a song that he sang towards the sky, a few minutes past he started to sing out loud
"I'm headed straight for the floor.
The alcohol's served its tour.
And it's headed straight for my skin.
Leaving me daft, and dim.
I've got this shake in my legs.
Shaking the thoughts from my head....
But who put these waves in the door?
I'm cracking out,I pour.
I'm Mr. Loverman~
And I miss my lover man.
I'm Mr. Loverman~
Oh~
And I miss my lover.
The ways in which you talk to me....
Have me wishing I were gone.
The ways that you say my name...
Have me running on and on.
Oh, I'm cramping up.
I'm cramping up.
But you're cracking up.
You're cracking up~
I'm Mr. Loverman~
And I miss my lover man.
Im Mr. Loverman~
Oh~
And I miss my lover.
I'm shattered now,I'm spilling out.
Upon this linoleum ground.
I'm reeling in my brain again.
Before it can get back to you.
Oh,what am I supposed to do?
Without you?
I'm Mr. Loverman~
And I miss my lover man.
I'm Mr. Loverman~
Oh~
And I miss my lover.
I'm Mr. Loverman
And I miss my lover man
I'm Mr. Loverman~~And I miss my lover~"
As he fished the song he immediately grabbed his beloved bomber jacket hugging it close crying into it, he then heard a rustle and sniffling he looked around before being hugged by multiple nations who cried along with him
"VE THATS SO SAD ALFREDO"
"AMERIQUE WHO IS YOUR LOVER!?"
"DON'T WORRY ALFIE WE WILL LOVE YOU!"
"YOU BLOODY GIT YOU COULD'VE TOLD US YOU WERE UPSET!"
And many many more response, though he calmed them all down before gathering enough courage to tell. "Her name was Amelia Earhart we first met in 1924" he then took out his wallet taking out a photo of Amelia holding Alfred who was flustered bridal style "she said this was her favorite photo that we took together" the countries saw the photo and immediately smiled and teasing Alfred "he then took out a heartshaped necklace that said "for my beloved Alfred: I love you up and beyond!" The countries could see tears prickling out of Alfred's eyes "she gave this to me before her departure, before her disappearance" he whisper the last part as tears streamed down his face "It's okay Alfie we're here for you now" Canada told his younger twin petting his back "He's right hermano we will be here for you" Mexico told Alfred sincerely "Alfredo can you tell us stories about you and Amelia?" North Italy asked him "of course bud!" He happily complied following his fellow nations.The end!
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The voice of America (DISCONTINUED)
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