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  • Why Is Love So Complicated? A PruHun fan fiction por HarleyQuinn2Catwoman
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    "Why is love so complicated?" Hungary asked herself this once she had recieved love from a man for the first time in her life, but from the last person she expected it to come from. Her childhood, somewhat, friend Prussia, confesses his love to her. She returns the favor, but what new things will her relationship bring? The wonderful, and the awful ups and down to love hit the two all at once. Will their love stay strong and stand? Or will it buckle and crumble? ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO FUNAMATION! WE ONLY OWN THE PLOT! coauthored by POPgeek101 and HarleyQuinn2Catwoman @POPgeek101 helped with this SO much and wouldn't have been able to write it without her!!!!!! CHECK HER OUTS PEOPLE!
  • A Correct Mistake por allurise
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    England has just the non-conventional solution for Canada's "invisibility" problems. All it takes is one simple drink from a water bottle. As if to make things even weirder, it's his brother America that has to do it for him. But somehow, the circumstance has decided to put two unfortunate people into the mix. (not really good with summaries so bear with me ;A;)
  • An unawesome PruHun fanfic. por Malwin
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    Tall men in black were taking little Gilbert away from them. Roderich expected things to happen, but he didn’t expect it to happen quickly. ‘Why now?’ He stares at Elizaveta fighting a tall man in black and yells something at Gilbert that he couldn’t hear. ‘They’re taking him. This wasn’t the agreement. Why? What happened?’ Elizaveta’s tiny body was now kneeling on the stony dry ground, crying. Gilbert slowly went to hug Elizaveta. “Don’t worry, The Awesome me will come back!” He laughs his usual laugh. Elizaveta looks up and slowly stands up. She playfully punches Gilbert in the shoulder. “Hey what was that for-““You better promise me that you dumbass, or you'll have five more of those punches!” She says, wiping her tears stubbornly with her sleeves. “Well of course! I promise!” He says proudly. He nods at Roderich’s direction and went into the car, followed by those men And Roderich knew, with that nod….. Gilbert wouldn't be coming back for a long time; he clenches his fist with pure anger. ‘This is sick!’