Sealand x Young!Reader. It hurts, take it out!"Ow! Ow, Peter- Ow! Get it out!" You screeched.Sealand x Young!Reader. It hurts, take it out! by PokeplierXx
"Hey, hey calm down. It'll stop hurting soon..." The young Brit said soothingly. Arthur had just been walking past the room at that point, and he froze, looking at the door.
"I never thought it would hurt this much!" You cried.
"No, nobody does..." Peter gave a small sigh. Arthur stepped closer to the door, listening intently. No, that was definitely the sound of creaking bedsprings.
"Ow! Stop moving it like that!" Arthur felt faint. The two of you can't have been older than twelve! "Get it out of me!" You snapped, fighting back the urge to sob. Francis came past, the opposite way Arthur came, but Arthur beckoned him over.
"You're experienced in this field, right?" The Englishman whispered.
"What field?" Francis whispered back, wondering why they were whispering.
"Listen..." Bedsprings groaned again.
"Ooh! There was no need for that!" Peter snapped.
"You're hurting me!" You wailed.
"Well, I don't see what's so-" Francis was cut off by a p
France x Reader. From an early age.--- Twelve years earlier ---France x Reader. From an early age. by PokeplierXx
"Nooo!!! Don't leave me!!" You were four years old and it was your first day at school. You were clinging to your mother's legs like they were your only lifeline, tears pouring down your face.
"Come now ________.... I'll be back soon!" She stroked your hair soothingly. "Now stop crying or nobody will want to be friends with you..." This just made you cry harder.
Eventually, your mother somehow tore herself away from you and left. This left you sat in the corner of the room, hugging your knees and snivelling.
"Excuse moi...?" You looked up, eyes bright with tears. You had to rub your eyes to get rid of the cloudy film that covered them, not allowing you to see. Infront of you was a boy with shoulder-length wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. "Are you alright belle?" He asked worriedly, a distinct French accent thick in his young voice. You nodded, sniffing and smiling.
"You sound funny." You said. He nodded slowly.
"Everybody says zha
Prussia x Pregnant!Reader. It might be yours?"Come on, come on...!" You paced the length of the room impatiently. How long could three minutes be?! You checked the white stick for the fourth time in the last thirty seconds. Nothing yet. "Oh my..." You fell back onto the couch with a groan, hiding your face in your hands. You stared at the stick, watching it. Then you put it down, closing your eyes and leaning your head back.Prussia x Pregnant!Reader. It might be yours? by PokeplierXx
Now you weren't sure if you wanted to know or not. You had to know, but you didn't know if you wanted to. Slowly, you lifted the pregnancy test again and peeked through your eyelashes at it.
"Oh, shit..." You groaned, throwing it on the floor. Positive. "Ffffff.... What am I supposed to do?" You moaned, grabbing your phone and looking at it blankly for a moment. Who first? Your boyfriend Ludwig, or... The man you cheated on him with? "Ugh." You groaned, pulling up a number and calling it. The phone was answered after three rings.
"Hey frau! Vhat's up?" A cheery German voice asked you.