Chapter 39 (Good to be back!)

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Y'ALL IM SO EXCITEFD OJNMIOTLRGNHB,, The main thing I wanted to edit was changing where the 1ps were referred to (in narration text, not in conversations) as their country name, I wanted to change it to their human names so as to clear up confusion. But it takes so long so I just decided not to! On quotev I edited till like chapter 10

Anyways, from here on out ALL countries (no matter 1p or 2p) will be referred to as their human names unless in conversations (like when Belvisida doesn't feel close enough to someone to call them by their human name, so she just uses their country name or Mr./Ms./Mrs. (last name)). Oh, and Victor's name is now Artyom, like in the now abandoned rewrite. Anyway, I kinda hate this chapter, it sucks. I can do better. This is 100% filler lmaooo

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You stared at Flavio like he had two heads. I mean, to you he did. Does he actually expect you to wear... those?

"Um... maybe not those.." you said. Stilettos, though? Not really your style.. You didn't exactly like heels in general.

"Bella you're breaking my heart." Flavio said, dramatically sighing and turning around so as not to face you. He snapped, "Artyom, will you be a darling and-a help me pick out a different-a pair of shoes?" You sighed, you liked your simple little sneakers.

"I quite like my sneakers.." You remarked, Flavio once more had a dramatic fit.

"Sure they're not-a horrible but you deserve-a something better! Maybe something with a heel-a or-a platform.." Flavio said, scanning through many pairs of shoes. "Ah!" He turned around with a pair of platform sneakers, they were chunky but not too big, and not too tall either. You could tolerate them.

"Ok.."

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Flavio finished fixing you up, he gave you a few bags of clothing and a few pairs of shoes. He did, of course, give you many accessories, too. He only charged half the price, which was still rather expensive (but then again it was a very expensive, high quality boutique). You were rather happy with the clothes he had given, he provided many cute, oversized sweatshirts. You were surprised he even had those in such a fancy place.

You and Artyom decided maybe it was time to go home. You had a whole new wardrobe, had enjoyed some sweet treats, and it was getting late, anyway. While you were waiting on the curb you noticed Oliver step out to... sweep the sidewalk. He waved cherrily, and you waved back with a small smile. Artyom was on his phone. The car ride home wasn't as nice as the one there, you were cramped because of the boxes and bags and the driver was very quiet and a little creepy. You dropped off Artyom at a hotel before giving the driver the address of the academy.

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As Oliver stepped out to sweep the sidewalk (an excuse to see you off), the other three men in the bakery sighed.

"C'mon, you're crazy." Allen said, even he thought Oliver was going too far.

"Oh, hush-" Ollie waved to you cheerily, you waving back, "-I just wanna make sure she gets in the car safely." Oliver returned to sweeping the sidewalk, picking up some trash and snatching up a receipt. Once you had gotten in the car he relaxed. Looking over the sidewalk it actually looked better.

"She is pretty-" Allen was cut off by Oliver crinkling up receipts and plastic bags, giving Allen a stern look. Allen babbled about how he "wasn't gonna say anything bad".

The small group retreated into the bakery (to clarify the others didn't walk out, they just stood/sat by the door while still inside). In all honesty, they were all rather nervous for Money, albeit for different reasons.

"I can't believe we're doing this.." Matt remarked, plopping back into his seat and scratching his neck.

"It's not that horrible!" Oliver said. He saw the others faces, and sighed, "Oh, it'll be wonderful!" Francois hummed, it's not like he would be attending classes anyways.

"Well you better pack up! We'll be moving in with our lovely 1ps tomorrow." Oliver smiled unsettlingly.

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Upon returning home, you opened the door to see Elise in the kitchen going through the fridge. She popped her head up over the fridge door, smiling when she saw you. You sighed, dropping your bags and locking the door.

"Velcome back!"

"Thank you." You said, offering a small smile. She could tell you were a bit stressed. "How was your day?" You asked.

"Oh! It vas nice! How vas jours?" She asked, closing the fridge.

"It was.. An adventure." You said, you looked down at the bags and groaned internally, you'd have to put all that away. Elise giggled.

"I can tell." She turned to the counter, there was a small plate of what you assumed food wrapped in tinfoil. "Oh, um, I cooked some food a bit ago if you vant to try it.." She seemed nervous to ask.

"Sure."

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