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Of Mysteries and HomeRuns:2p!AmericaXChild!ReaderChapter 3Grandpa England and the Bruised Head It had been three weeks since you thumb broke and you were still wearing the thumb splint. The doctor had said there was no need to place a cast on your little thumb. One, they didn't make cast for thumbs. Two, it was not a serious enough injury. When the doctor had said that, it took all of Uncle Michael’s and Grandpa Louise’s strength to hold your daddy back. The doctor may have not felt it was too serious, but to your daddy, it was. The doctor should have chosen his words more careful around your daddy. It almost caused him to get hit in the head with a nailed bat. However, now you were home on a beautiful afternoon. Only an hour ago you had returned home from school. You sat on the counter in the kitchen. You were helping Grandpa Ollie make cupcakes! What you didn't understand was why these cupcakes were not for you? You have to admit that it was
Russia x Reader: Agent? -Part 1-A/N: This is based off a RP I did with my friend a while ago, so excuse me if the plot is weird and I don't make things make sense. (wow that sounds weird)(b/f name) is your best friend's name or just a friend's name. But the character is a girl, so yeah. (I just wanted that to be clear, I know most of you dear readers know this) But anyways, this is totally random, so I apologize in advance."______, look out!"I whip around to see a hooded figure merely a few feet away from me, brandishing a knife. I freeze, unable to move as it advances towards me. Then I am hit from the side and topple to the hard ground. I look up. My friend, (b/f name) is fighting the hooded person. She knocks the knife out of their hands with a swift kick and rips their hood off.I gasp. It's Gilbert...The person that seemingly tried to kill me was my friend. (b/f name) stands motionless, just as shocked as me. Her expression, though, quickly changes into a deathly glare."How dare you..." she growls. "How dare