Papa! Canada x Child! Reader~ Daddy's little girlPapa! Canada x Child! Reader~ Daddy's little girl
"Daddy daddy look at me!" (f/n) said happily as she skated around the ice rink on her own. Matthew laughed and smiled. "Good job (f/n)!" She was proud that she could now ice skate like her papa. He was going to teach her how to play a little hockey. First she had to learn how to ice skate. Which she already got the hang of. "Alright I'm gonna teach you some rules and techniques when playing in game." (F/n) responded cheerfully. "Okay!" Matthew proceeded on teaching the girl how to move easily on the ice and dodge, score and all the other stuff. (F/n) seemed to be catching on fast. "Daddy I'm just like you! Heehee!" (F/n) was happy to be playing with her father. And especially a sport he loved and she loved it just as much. "Wow good job!" Matthew was proud of his daughter. She learned so fast and it made him smile. She really was his little girl. "Just like Daddy." Matthew whispered to himself smiling.
After the hockey lesson Matthew ma
England x reader-nervous game(fluff request) You were on your way to your boyfriend, Arthur's house. You skipped down the street happily, humming a song to yourself until you got to his house and knocked on the door.
"Oh hey (name)", he greets you sounding alittle depressed.
"What's the matter?", you ask walking inside. After a couple of steps you fall to the floor coughing. "Oh gosh! What's that horrid smell?! Smells like a fire mixed with burning couch and a dead cat!"
"I-I was...um...cooking and then the kitchen went boom and then the fire...it was a really big fire, but I cleaned it up....with help and then...yeah", he was explaining.
"Well that explains the burned couch smell. Why don't we just go to your room"
"Ok", you two walk down the hallway until you reach his room. He opens the door for you and you sit on his bed.
"Arthur, you want to play a game?", you ask.
"Um..ok. What game?"
"It's called the nervous game. Ever heard of it?"
"No, sorry. Can't say I have. How do you play?"
More than a Pet (RussiaxNeko!Reader) Chp 11“We’re going to have to retrieve her ourselves,” mused Hercules as he watched a tangled mess of thick fur sniff at the meal leftovers he had tossed onto the ground. The fur, merely a stray cat dressed for the weather, seemed hesitant at first, but then ate the small morsel.
Kiku apologized, a habit that Hercules was more than used to. However, sometimes he found the politeness a bit unnecessary at times.
“Estonia-san was either unable to obtain her or simply chose not to assist us,” Kiku sighed, looking at his grey mittens as snow melted on the fabric. Hercules sighed; he had hoped to be on an airplane home by now, but the fact that one of his cats was still in Russia’s possession kept him rooted to the Russian soil.
Until we find a way to get her. A shame, Estonia would have been a great help.
“Maybe Russia caught him,” the Greek man suggested, watching the stray cat sniff the ground, looking for more to eat. To please it, Hercu