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Your heart was as light as a feather.You just couldn't believe that he felt the same way as you.
"Iv-Ivan,can w-we get so-some soup?And go in-inside?I'm cold."You say with a little shiver.He looks down at you and smiles.
"Of course."He says,while he opens the door for you.As you two scurry inside,Ivan calls for Toris(Did i spell that right?I hope I did).
"Ye-Yes master?"He stutters.
"Toris could you please tell the cook that (name)and I would like to have some soup."
"Ye-Yes sir!"He says,scampering off to the kitchen.After you both had filled your bellies with the warm soup,you went to your separate rooms.You sighed happily as you got onto your thin,(f/c) nightgown and got into your big,soft bed.'Goodnight everyone,'You thought as you slowly fell asleep.
You slept soundly,until you hear the grandfather clock go off.You sighed and went to the bathroom.When you were walking back to your bedroom you felt something hard hit the back of your head.The last thing you saw was two big blue eyes and blonde hair.
When you woke up all you could see was black.
"Wh-Where am I?"You whimpered.You heard nothing and moved you hands towards your eyes,only to feel cloth.'Why would they blindfold me if I could freely use my hands?Idiots.'You thought,shaking your head.But that didn't really matter right now,so you removed your blindfold.You open your eyes to a dimly lit room.You looked down to see that you were not wearing your coat and scarf anymore.
"Wh-What is th-this?"You silently asked out loud.You were wearing a ballgown.Hoop-skirt and all.It was white,pure white.You lifted up the huge skirt to see little snow white shoes.The sleeves were long enough to cover your hands.You got up to look for a mirror,only to fall down,for you didn't notice that the room was slightly rocking.You pushed yourself up and got to your feet.You let out a little huff.
"In y-your face fl-floor!"You yelled at the floor.You heard a little chuckle.
"Oh,s-so your g-gonna laugh at m-me floor?Well y-you know wh-what?"You said as you kicked the floor.You saw a figure emerge from the doorway.It was a man.A man with a fancy red pirate coat,a hat with a feather on it,a sword at his side and an old gun at the other,he had choppy blonde hair,forest green eyes,and bushy eyebrows.He stepped towards you,lifted a piece of your (somehow) curled hair and kissed it.
"Hello miss (name)."He said with a silky smooth (British!) voice.
"Yo-You're not Iv-Ivan."You said as clearly as you could.He snorted and rolled his green orbs.
"Of course I'm not!I'm Arthur Kirkland,your new captain.How do you do miss?"
Your heart was as light as a feather.You just couldn't believe that he felt the same way as you.
"Iv-Ivan,can w-we get so-some soup?And go in-inside?I'm cold."You say with a little shiver.He looks down at you and smiles.
"Of course."He says,while he opens the door for you.As you two scurry inside,Ivan calls for Toris(Did i spell that right?I hope I did).
"Ye-Yes master?"He stutters.
"Toris could you please tell the cook that (name)and I would like to have some soup."
"Ye-Yes sir!"He says,scampering off to the kitchen.After you both had filled your bellies with the warm soup,you went to your separate rooms.You sighed happily as you got onto your thin,(f/c) nightgown and got into your big,soft bed.'Goodnight everyone,'You thought as you slowly fell asleep.
You slept soundly,until you hear the grandfather clock go off.You sighed and went to the bathroom.When you were walking back to your bedroom you felt something hard hit the back of your head.The last thing you saw was two big blue eyes and blonde hair.
When you woke up all you could see was black.
"Wh-Where am I?"You whimpered.You heard nothing and moved you hands towards your eyes,only to feel cloth.'Why would they blindfold me if I could freely use my hands?Idiots.'You thought,shaking your head.But that didn't really matter right now,so you removed your blindfold.You open your eyes to a dimly lit room.You looked down to see that you were not wearing your coat and scarf anymore.
"Wh-What is th-this?"You silently asked out loud.You were wearing a ballgown.Hoop-skirt and all.It was white,pure white.You lifted up the huge skirt to see little snow white shoes.The sleeves were long enough to cover your hands.You got up to look for a mirror,only to fall down,for you didn't notice that the room was slightly rocking.You pushed yourself up and got to your feet.You let out a little huff.
"In y-your face fl-floor!"You yelled at the floor.You heard a little chuckle.
"Oh,s-so your g-gonna laugh at m-me floor?Well y-you know wh-what?"You said as you kicked the floor.You saw a figure emerge from the doorway.It was a man.A man with a fancy red pirate coat,a hat with a feather on it,a sword at his side and an old gun at the other,he had choppy blonde hair,forest green eyes,and bushy eyebrows.He stepped towards you,lifted a piece of your (somehow) curled hair and kissed it.
"Hello miss (name)."He said with a silky smooth (British!) voice.
"Yo-You're not Iv-Ivan."You said as clearly as you could.He snorted and rolled his green orbs.
"Of course I'm not!I'm Arthur Kirkland,your new captain.How do you do miss?"
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Hey guys!Here's part two!I forgot to put a disclaimer on the last one so here's one for both part one and two:I don't own anything but the plot!So you can't sue me!Comments are welcome!(They help motivate me to write more!)I made the dress white because it shows your innocence.
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Oh England better not have captured me!! Russia's gonna go all "Kol Kol Kol" On him!!
Amazing part two by the way~
Amazing part two by the way~