Sicktember Day 1: "It's the middle of the night, why are you up?"
A few hours later, Alaric woke, strangely dazed. The first thought that crossed his mind was that he should move the bed back from the fire. He was much too hot and drenched in sweat. Groaning softly, he blinked and slowly sat up. He rubbed his aching eyes and, after throwing the covers off, got out of bed.
He was just about to start pushing the bed back when he heard Gilbert's voice. "Vati? It's the middle of the night, why are you up?"
Germania catches the flu after hunting in autumn. His son Prussia is concerned and enlists help from an unexpected source.
Germania is called Alaric, Rome is called Cornelius, and the Holy Roman Empire is referred to as Hans.
Who knew that escaping a school would result in stumbling upon the world's most dangerous beast? Well, luckily for Wednesday Addams, she's quite fond of their nature.
(A Wenclair centric fanfiction. The story is an alternate universe in a somewhat moderny-medieval-historical-fantasy time? This story is inspired by 'And the winds will call your name' by Eggplant_Crusader, go check it out on Archive of Our Own! Be aware, this story may contain dark/graphic related events and themes. )
originally began January 5th, 2023
original art by: @assadita_