Hetalia Kink meme part 15

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hetalia kink meme
part 15

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Ahh yeah that is the super duper delayed Christmas reveal for 2009 LOL...just found the time to finish it now...
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Comments

Yay.

[(Anonymous)]

I agree, the fanfiction world needs more of her.
I'll have the fill up in a few days.

Don't Want to Die 1/x

[(Anonymous)]

Okay when I said a few days I meant a while.

I am so sorry for this long wait. I have no idea what came over me.

The good news though is that I have the entire story typed up.

She is the first child born once the land had been named ‘The German Confederation’.

She entered the world with not a single sound emitting from her. Her mother had thought her to be dead until she saw the body move to take in breath and start to move around slowly.

Yet she didn’t utter a single sound. Not a single cry.

As she grew from infant to child she never cried. Often her mother would enter the room she had slept as a baby only to hide her either sleep or staring out the window at the moon and stars.

Thankfully she started to speak at the same time her older brothers had started to and her parents could breath easily.

She had been baptized by the priest and named Louise after her grandmother.

Once she was old enough to understand her mother immediately set to work on teaching her a woman’s place in the house. The mother, the housekeeper. Keep the house clean, look after the children, be obedient and silent. Sewing, cooking, cleaning.

Louise had taken a single look at what her mother had intended to teach her, had taken a look at the fields where her father had taken her brothers, and had turned her head to the side when her mother handed her the things she needed to learn and said “No.”

Unfortunately her father was a firm believer in corporal punishment and more often than not she and her mother saw that side of him.

“Learn your place!” he would often yell as he brought down the leather strap.