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(read description first please :D this story will have multiple ending so you pick who you end up with) You adjusted the strap on your favorite bathing suit and looked in the mirror. (h/c) hair swept up into a high pony, (e/c) eyes with waterproof mascara, and your favorite (color) swimsuit on. You were ready for the beach. Your friends had invited you out to the beach on their private island for the weekend and you had happily agreed. Why did they have a private beach you ask? Well because you were friends with the personifications of the countries. And being countries they could get practically anything they wanted, including an island.

Loke burst into Lucy's bedroom with a bold smile. "Never fear, your prince is here," he shouted. "I heard you were sick, so I came to feed you soup and keep you company." Lucy moaned and looked away. "Why are you here? I've been puking all morning and probably look like a zombie." "Ridiculous! Zombies aren't so adorable," he declared and took a seat on the edge of the bed. "Some chicken soup to keep up your strength. Say ahhhh." "Oh, hell no!" "Come now, princess. Are you able to sit up to feed yourself? I think not!" "Loke..." she began in exasperation. "Ahhhhh!" he tried again, nudging the spoon closer to her. She sighed, gave in to him, an

 Ahh, the joys of a World Conferance. Countries arguing, idiotic ideas being said, and conflict growing hotter than ever. You never really enjoyed listening to Arthur and Francis go at one another. They would fight over the stupidest of things. Alfred would always give a heroic laugh and give out an idea to stop Global Warming. And then you have poor Toris who would cower behind Feliks whenever Ivan would get near him. Kiku would try to bring everyone to peace, while Yao would try to persuade everyone to try some of his treats that he had made. Ludwig would yell for everyone to shut up, while Antonio would be flirting with the maids. Just lik

Archie watched the glistening water ripple as his Sharpedo swam round in circles, sending small waves to the bank that he sat on. It was a usual day for the firstborn of the Water clan, spending his free time watching the water Pokemon dive into the depths before emerging again, this time with a small stone in her mouth as a present. He took the offered present with a small smile, petting her muzzle. When he’d turned ten years old, he’d been allowed a Pokemon to represent him for the clan as long as it was a water type. So, he’d taken his father’s fishing rod and managed to catch a Carvanha. Since then he’d kept

AN: Please read description before reading Dave looked quickly up at whoever had just walked up, and winced behind his shades as a sharp twinge rocketed through his body, focusing in his neck. It felt almost exactly like the time when Bro had first gotten his driver's license and had ended up rear-ending a garbage truck. Whiplash, the doctors had called it. Great. Dave relaxed his neck, staring up at the blue sky, darkened slightly through the tinted glass. "Anythin' I c'n help ya with, Egbert?" Terezi squeezed Dave's left hand in her own, but she didn't say anything. Dave was grateful for it. He didn't want to deal with listening to her

          “Hey there pretty young thing, It's your turn to play.” Jiraiya took your hand, helping you off the couch and led you to the middle of the room. “Go ahead and choose your item.” You nodded and placed your hand inside the bucket. “Let's hope I don't get anyone too freaky.” Immediately realizing there were way too many items for you to try to make an educated decision, you chose at random. What you lifted out of the bucket looked, and felt like, a beanie baby in the design of a shrimp. You thought maybe it belonged to Iruka, but before you could ask a large hand took hold of your shoulder. &ldquo