Herr StickHetalia"Ah, Herr Stick," Germany looked over to the broken off tree branch laying in the chair next to him. "Such a lovely sunset, don't you agree?" Germany momentarily turned his gaze away from the wooden rod to look at the beautiful sky. "I am so glad you could join me." Germany glanced back at the stick and away with a small blush on his face. "Perhaps later we can ""Germany! Germany!" A cheerful familiar voice called after opening the back door. "How ya been? Wow, what a pretty sunset. Let's watch it together. Oh good you got another seat out here. Let me just sit ""Stop!" Germany yelled and Italy froze. "You almost sat o
AN EPIC LOVE STORYOnce upon a time, Germany was walking through the woods, and he noticed the most curious thing on the forest floor. It was a stick, but not just any ordinary stick. It was a beautiful stick, the most beautiful he had ever seen.Germany was in love."Mein Gott," said Germany. "What a beautiful stick! I shall have dinner with you tonight!"That night Germany went to one of the most expensive and luxurious restaurants in Berlin. The waiter gave him an odd look as he took their orders, and rolled his eyes when Germany asked for a chair for his stick. But Germany didn't care. All that matter was him and his stick.Afterwards, Germany and his s
To The Love of My LifeStabbed in the heart--Bleeding from the wound.Stabbed in the back--Paralyzed and petrified.Tears don't fall, lips don't speak;There is nothing left of meBut you and everything you've done,Every way you ripped away my innocence.You, sweet demon that you are,With your words like honey that drip in maliceAnd seek to deceive the ones who love you,While they know not the others exist.You, the vilest form of a villainThat kills not with hatred, but with love,Dancing in my eyes, beating in her heart,How many, how many did you touch this way?How many did you claim and control?All the while making it seemThat I'm th