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Wilhelm grumbled and sat up in his bed. Perhaps today he would finally kill that stupid rooster. Still, the farm wouldn’t tend to itself. With a yawn he swung his feet to the floor and stood up. After changing out of his sleep clothes into working ones and redoing the mussed braid in his long hair he wandered towards the kitchen. His granddaughter, Monika, was bustling around in there. Watching her silently, Wilhelm was forced to admit that she was somewhat strange for a girl. She had broad shoulders and strong limbs from working around the farm and only two months ago she’d cut her hair so short that it barely reached her collarb

"Angleterre, open up!" France yelled as she banged on England's town house. It was raining, as per usual on this island, and she was in no mood for his antics or tsundereness. She hadn't seen him three days and he hadn't been at the World Conference yesterday. Not only was she incredibly annoyed with him (she'd had no one to argue with after all) but she was becoming worried about his welfare. Seriously, she was worried about England! She frowned when she heard no sound of anyone inside after a few minutes. She finally grabbed the spare key to his house from under the welcome mat (don't ask how she found out where it was) and unlocked the do