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Join My Party? Chapter Seven The two of you sat in comfortable silence, barely even aware of the world unless to stare out at it through the window. Isabella looked at the two of you with a small smile on her face. Although it wasn't exactly the time for her to be useful as a waitress, she'd be entertaining herself by watching your exchange. If she was honest, she had barely seen you with even a small hint of a smile yet here you were unknowingly pulling one of the biggest you've had in a while. She liked it, she thought of you as if you were a member of her obnoxiously large family, so it was nice to see you happy. Didn't help that she t

Join My Party? Chapter Six You never thought that you would be in this situation, becoming friends with Lovino Vargas. From the moment you met him, he made your blood boil with rage yet here you are just over two months later peacefully studying together, helping each other out, cracking jokes. The morning after the party, the rest of the dorm seemingly jumped out of their skins at the lack of aggravation between the two of you. You were most definitely a lot more relaxed around the dorm, no longer worried about being prepared for an argument. It also helped that now you were officially plus one friends. PomodoroMagia and yourself were f

Join My Party? Chapter Five He fucked up. Lovino stared at his phone wondering if he pushed you too far; he did equate you to a fly. He hoped that you were just bluffing about quitting the party because after all he did enjoy your company. Sure, it was hard to complete dungeons sometimes due to the fact that you both had to stop to insult each other or argue over an item or how to complete a puzzle. But ultimately, he liked that he could call you a friend. It kept him from feeling lonely when playing his favourite RPGMMO, plus he could actually complete quests that required more than one player of which was more than three quarters of the q

A Thousand Notes Chapter Four It was now mid January. Christmas had come and gone, but the winter still clung to the area. Snow had recently fell, heavy enough to go sledding but not heavy enough to cause a school snow day. Whilst you had hoped for the school to close, you relished in the change of weather. You couldn't think of the last time the weather changed the area as drastically as snow did. Though the high school didn't close, the middle and elementary schools sure did. You couldn't help but smile as you watched the kids of the street set up snowball battlefields and snowmen were constructed on each lawn. You entered the school wit

Scarred You got out. The entirety of your group had left the mansion. England, America, France, China, Russia, Canada, Prussia, Spain, Romano, Japan, Germany, Italy and yourself. All very much alive, hearts beating strong and heavy breaths, but breathing all the same. Your group just stood staring at the mansion from metres away relishing the feeling of freedom. Though your group had their fair share of injuries, none were immediately fatal. The countries who had gathered around the mansion to help were now fussing over those closest to them. Italy's body wouldn't stop trembling, not quite believing that the endless cycle of death and sadn

Join My Party? Chapter Four Classes started up for you the same day it did PomodoroMagia. You had planned to tell him but coincidentally, he cancelled anyway for the same reason. You were rather glad that you managed to have a party member who lived in the same time zone and was in college as well. For all you knew you went to the same one. You found out that whilst you shared a dorm with Lovino, you also shared a lot of mandatory classes. You weren'y on the same course, but you did have every other class together. You were going to yell about it being unfair but you thought it could have worked out worse. At least this way you could ask hi

Join My Party? Chapter Three It had been a week since you moved into the dorm, and it was more tiring for you than you expected it to be. Although you did spend most of your free time in your room, you still needed to leave it for other things. Meal times were always a little tense, although there wasn't any set times for food and mainly it was make your own meals. Feliciano often made enough food for everyone, so that of course meant that on those occasions you had to eat with Lovino. It wasn't the worst, and things did start to slowly settle down eventually, it was always just a case of one upping each other. Chores were a hassle as well

Join My Party? Chapter Two It had been three days since you last played the RPGMMO. And you were angry. It had been excruiatingly maddening whilst preparing to move out, and Gilbert bailed on helping you on the day. He said that he would send someone to help but they hadn't arrived either. The loser party of the guild who called themselves "Nordic Giants" had ranked higher than you and PomodoroMagia just last night. They had recently decided to raid all the dungeons that gave the most experience point and loot, and so had slowly started to move up the ranks. And by slowly you meant break neck speeds. Honestly even the highest ranked party

Join My Party? Author's Note: Just a minor warning there is a fair bit of explicit language in this series, mainly due to the fact that Romano and yourself have such the potty mouth. Also the full title is Tsundere!Romano x Tsundere!Reader but dA didn't like the length. Hope you like ^u^ Chapter One The whirring of your computer fan rang through your bedroom accompanied by the sounds of your favourite RPGMMO and the clicking sounds of your keyboard. This was how your usual Friday nights were spent. There was also usually several litre bottles of your favourite carbonated drink and several pounds of your favourite snack food. You sat at you

A Thousand Notes Chapter Three You nervously fumbled with your USB memory stick as you listened to Roderich and Elizaveta make their presentation with a bunch of colours and a lot of speaking. Oh, yeah. This was the day that you were going to be presenting your project to the class. You knew that you weren't going to be speaking, but unfortunately, your teacher requested that you sign a couple of slides to him before Gilbert read it for the class. If you didn't then he couldn't grade you on your speaking skills. Well, the equivalent to speaking skills. “Relax, Frau. Our presentation is gonna be awesome!” Gilbert attempted to wh