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GermanyxReader- There's a Storm ONESHOTYou looked out the window and you became sick to your stomach. There were clouds coming in, and these were dark storm clouds. You frowned and pulled your blanket up higher. You were in your hotel room, laying on the bed, cowering in fear. Ever since you were just a small, powerless country you hated storms. The thunder and lightning scared you, and if the storm caused a power outage it only made you more scared because you were also afraid of the dark. All of a sudden rain started pounding the window and thunder sounded in the distance. You emitted a small squeak and pulled the blanket over your head and started crying. As the thunder and lightning got louder you cried harder and starting shaking in fear. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and you jumped up in surprise. Why would someone be knocking on your door at…you looked at the clock and saw that it was ten o’clock. You blinked in realization, you were supposed to be at the world conference, representing the counGermanyxReader- There's a Storm ONESHOT by roro0098
GermaniaxReader - Call it FateHeinrich stood tall, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. His King was presenting the crowd before him, the nobles and the poor. They cheered for him, their voices rising in praise. All was at peace as usual without disturbances. That was until a woman below screamed.GermaniaxReader - Call it Fate by IchikaYume
The crowd was in an uproar as they either moved towards or away from the commotion. The Germanic man stepped forward, his eyes scanning the area for anything to show him the cause. He noticed a figure pushing through the people, and the witnesses circling around. The King motioned for him to check it out while he would calm his people.
Running in a swift movement, he hurried down to the first floor. Exiting the main estate, Heinrich shoved the insolent beings to the side and found the source. His eyes widened for a moment, before he glared around him. Crouching down and sliding his hands until, he lifted the wounded girl and began a fast walk to the estate.
“Heinrich, what in God’s name are you doing? Why wo