Drunken Mistakes2. Drunken Mistakes (UtCB!CeliaXCallie)First there was a headache, so intense that it rendered Callie motionless. She scraped her hands from beside her and placed them on her forehead. The ice cold temperature of her fingers brushing along her aching head felt like heaven, if only for a moment. She rolled over and opened her eyes, what she saw was another female, short, messy hair in a silver bob cut and half closed crimson eyes. The other girl groaned “Are you fucking awake yet?” Callie was taken aback by the crudeness of the question, and found it odd coming from someone who she considered a stranger.“What…happened?” her voice was weak. The other female sat up and growled.“What’s your name?” Callie tried to answer but coughed and covered her head again “Answer me you stupid bitch!” And again the rudeness shocked Callie.She managed to start speaking. “M-my name is Callie.” She looked up and saw the girl hop o
2p CanUK oneshot: All Tied Up“Mmph!” Max grunted, trying to speak but there was a cloth gag in his mouth. His eyes were blindfolded so he couldn’t tell where he was or how bright it was outside. Two hands delicately took the gag off a couple minutes after his awakening. Before the blindfold was removed Max sighed “Oliver…” it was obvious who would do this to him.There was a giggle not too far from Max’s face and then his vision was restored. Oliver leaned in, close to Max’s face and gave a sly little smile. Max looked down and noticed he was tied to a chair. He rolled his eyes at Oliver who frowned a little bit. “Aw don’t be like that! I brought you here to give you a gift! I made it myself as usual!” Oliver giggled again, much like a child and hopped away for a second before coming back to the chair with a brightly coloured pastry.Max kept his mouth shut defiantly as Oliver tried to navigate the treat inside it. He knew the sort of things Oliver
Oliver Kirkland and the Cake Factory Ch6 (final)Chapter SixA 2P “Hetalia” FanfictionMax was inside the cake factory, right near the entrance placing a set of pastries on the window display. “Max!” Al yelled and bolted towards his brother, yanking him towards the exit and causing him to drop the entire plate of treats. Oliver turned around and his face fell, the first time Max ever saw him not smiling.“Why are you taking him away from me?” Oliver’s voice was sad. He made eye contact with Al who glared back. “We used to be friends you know.” Al held his glare, determined in his hate for the more colourful man.Max stood silent, not sure whether to stay with the strange man who kidnapped him or go home with his brother…was there a possible compromise?It was the middle of the night and Max woke up, not noticing anything strange at first until he realized that his vision was entirely black. He couldn’t see a thing. Max tried to move his arms and legs but fou
Oliver Kirkland and the Cake Factory Ch5Chapter FiveA 2P “Hetalia” FanfictionIt had been too long. Al had searched everywhere he could for that bastard Oliver’s house. His luck was terrible, he confronted Oliver’s little brother, Petar, a couple times and both times Petar led him in the wrong direction. Was Max ok? Al had no idea.Al sat outside his house, plopping himself on the grass. He looked up, staring at the sky and trying to figure out a plan. He decided to wait for a while. He knew the shop Oliver normally bought supplies at. Al would spy on him and follow him, then see where he went. Wherever Oliver was must be where Max was.“Hey, Oliver!” Al grinned. He stood across the counter as Oliver stacked more bright pink cupcakes into the display shelf. The store had eccentric foods organized in every possible area. Oliver just smiled at his guest.Al normally stopped by to help out, that and Oliver made an amazing cake. “Are you going to do the dishes for me today?
Oliver Kirkland and the Cake Factory Ch4Chapter FourA 2P “Hetalia” FanfictionA full day of work at the factory was generally pretty relaxed. Oliver was picky with how he decorated his pastries and cakes. There would be times Max would simply watch him as he created a masterpiece.“What chemical did you put in this one?” Max mumbled, looking around to see if any were about.Oliver set the bottle of decorative icing down and glanced up at Max “Oh they don’t always have chemicals in them.” He smiled at the taller man “I normally do that when I intend to give the product to someone specific. This will probably just get sold to a random customer. After all, I do have to make money.”Max was naturally flustered at being kidnapped and forced to work against his will, however each day he learned more and more about the strange man named Oliver, the more he wanted to stay just a little longer. Max had decided that he wanted to find out all of Oliver’s twisted secret
Oliver Kirkland and the Cake Factory Ch3Chapter ThreeA 2P “Hetalia” FanfictionSometime while watching the hockey game Max got sort of hungry. He glanced over at the tray sitting on Oliver’s lap, not really noticing that Oliver hadn’t eaten a cupcake himself. Max shrugged and picked one up, he may as well, and took a bite from it.Oliver saw the action and smiled a little, and soon the Chloral Hydrate was taking effect as Max’s eyes looked heavier and heavier until they shut. Oliver set the tray aside and caught Max as he fell over on the couch. Now to get him to the room set aside in the cake factory. Oliver hadn’t thought this completely through though…after all Max was pretty heavy.Of course! It was the perfect time to call upon his lackey’s assistance. Oliver pulled out his cell phone, adorned in a bright pink case, and sent his younger brother, Petar Kirkland, a text telling him to come to Max William’s house. Petar listened to Oliver without question, he w
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