theholyotaku

   "Father!" you shouted, crying. His blue eyes flickered and he put his hand on your cheek. The wound in his chest was too deep to heal. You knew this was going to be his last moments.   "_____, I-I want you to know that I love you..." he whispered, coughing. You couldn't stop the tears from running down your cheeks. His eyes closed and he took a deep breath. Finally, he was still and you knew he had passed on. You wailed in despair.   "I love you too..." you replied, sobbing. Someone coughed behind you.   "Oh isn't this touching. Little _____ crying over her father," the person said.   You knew who it was immediately. Spinning around,

You ran off to the servant's quarters, but not before turning around and flashing the almost naked boy a smile. You were finally going to go to sea. Now that you were in the kitchen, you knew that the exit was not far off. The only obstacle now, was to make sure none of the servants recognized you. Keeping your head low, you tucked your shirt a little higher and started walking faster. You felt more freedom with each step you walked. Finally the exit was inches away and you hesitantly stepped out. You were hit by the cool fresh air, and you felt the urge to become a little girl again and spread your arms out and be delighted in everything

With some wiggling, you managed to get out of the crowd. Giving one last glance at the the ship, you whispered, "I'll be back" You had planned to go back immediately, but it wasn't possible now. You had forgotten that a count was coming and unfortunately, you had come back the exact time that the count had arrived. "Ahhh, _____, meet Count Francis Bonnefoy," your father said, faking a smile. You knew that he was angry at you for being back so late. Well, it seemed lately that he was always angry with you. "Nice to meet you, Count Francis," you said, curtsying and smiling politely even        though you were dying to get back to the ship.

You were climbing up to the crow's nest. Your sword was at your side and the wind was blowing in your hair. Taking a deep sniff, you breathed in the salty air of the ocean. You closed your eyes to enjoy the moment when you felt someone shaking your shoulders roughly. "Stop that!' you cried out. "Miss? It's time to get up," your maid said. Blinking, you glanced at your surroundings. Big windows, an even bigger wardrobe, a chandelier, and a private bathroom. You sighed. You weren't on a boat. Nope, you were a princess, expected to be proper and high-class. Nope, it was only a dream. Yet, when you closed your eyes, you could almost feel the win

"Please?" you begged. "Absolutely not," Arthur replied. "I basically know most of it anyways! Just tell me," you said, exasperated. "Who even told you that I was a pirate?" Arthur asked, annoyed by your begging. "Gilbert," you replied curtly. "Just tell me a little!" The Brit shook his head again. You pouted, but then your smile came back. You always knew exactly how to get the blonde annoyed. "You're nothing but a cranky old man obsessed with tea!" you shouted. Arthur drank his tea calmly. "Even France is better than you!" you continued. This time, Arthur's eye twitched and you knew your plan was working. "And I broke your oven becau

"______!" someone yelled. You turned back to see a messy blonde chasing after you. You stopped. "What is it, Eyebrows?" you asked in a teasing tone. Arthur rolled his eyes, but you could see his excitement. "Guess!" he said, smiling. You decided to tease him a bit more. "Hmmm... you're going to shave your eyebrows?" you asked, sincerely. He rolled his eyes again. "No," he replied. "Oh! I know! You're going to wax your eyebrows!" you exclaimed. "NO," he replied, exasperated. "You're going to do something with your eyebrows?" you asked, smiling now. "Goddammit ______! What is it with you and my bloody eyebrows?!" he yelled. You laughed