(before I start... Most of these are loosely based on actual historical events. Don't throw your history books at me when you realise how wildly inaccurate this stuff is. Just let me angst damnit!)
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England PoV:
The first time we met, we were both very young, but you were from the bigger land, and I knew you were stronger... you were the only one other than my brothers who had ever tried to speak to me.
You spoke in a strange language that I understood nothing of, and when you realised that... you tried to speak in my tongue. You said you were called France; that I could call you Francis... but I didn't. You tried to talk to me though I'd keep running off. You said you wanted to be my friend, and then left.
I told my big brother about you. He grabbed me by the neck and pulled me up to look into his blazing emerald eyes. He told me to be very careful; he told me you were my enemy.
I believed him, like I did his every word back then.
We're enemies.
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We're Enemies
FanfictionEngland and France have been two superpowers that have constantly been at each other's necks. But there is more to their feelings for each other than either will ever admit. Not even to themselves. Not even when they cry out the other's name when th...
