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Gil ending :3 Wow, this has been way too long. You cannot even imagine who, knowing this was for Disney, designed this friggin room, like plain walls! LEGIT! God You’re gonna be all crazy soon if you can’t get out. Okay, enough bad grammar, you’re thoughts drift to the bloody eyes of your crush, and I mean BLOOD RED eyes! You thought of how romantic it would be when he saved you, how he’d save you and how you’d fall in love in the end, which is weird since, like, a month ago you hated him. You’re thoughts drifted so much that you didn’t notice the loud footsteps of a man walking by. The door suddenly

France Ending Goodness Gracious, this place is just too... Plain, I mean... This room is so... Ugly. Staring around you couldn't help but notice the bland, icky yellow of the room, compared to yours... Well it was just... Blech. Your captors, well maybe captor, since the other fellow didn't really seem to be taking part, had left you alone for the time, leaving you with nothing to do, and no one to bother. You heard slow, but steady footsteps approaching, soon becoming more then one set. You began to get excited, hoping it was somebody, anybody but that Sadiq fellow. Hopefully it would be Francis, you found him unbelievably... Sexy! Well tha

BTTxReader part 4 You wake up, not really remembering where you were. The bad thing was, even if you could remember by looking around, well you were blindfolded with your hands behind your back. Suddenly you hear some movement beside you, which sounded a bit like shifting on a bed. A voice spoke out, it sounded a bit shy, well, tired a bit. "Hello?" Then a cat meowed, and you felt, what you thought to be the cat, rubbing it's head on the hands behind your back. Suddenly, you hear the door slam open, and a voice, much more gruff, serious, and to sum it up, angry. "What the hell! Heracles, what are you doing here!" "My room felt lonely....

BTTxReader part 4 The next morning you woke up, only to find Francis staring at you, very closely. "Eh! Do I have something on my face?" You ask, quickly slapping your face several times. "Hmm, oh no, your'e just so beautiful, I couldn't resist," he replies, as well as doing his, "ohonhonhon" laugh. Ignoring his comment, you sit up and see Antonio cooking some stuff, and being curious, you get up and look, and he was making omelets. "Antoniooooo, can you make me something?" You ask, already hungry, "Sure, chica, and, call me Toni, please. What would you like?" He asks, smiling the smile you thought was creepy not to long ago. "I want

BTTxreader part 3 Next day You woke up... Feeling sandwiched. Opening up your (e/c) eyes, you see. the recognizable face of Gilbert, still hugging you tightly. Well, I guess I did let him hug me last night, you think sighing a bit. After prying yourself from his death grip he slowly opens his eyes. "Ehh, Frau, what's for breakfast?" Gilbert yawns out, immediately making you roll your eyes. "Make your own," you snap out, before turning around and seeing a certain... unlovable Spaniard looking at you with smiling sparkly green eyes. "I'll make breakfast! We don't want to make the chica hate us even more!" He chirped out, smiling, hopping

BTTxreader part 2! Oh goodness... This... Worst idea EVER! Jumping off the ship might've been a better idea, maybe- "Oi, (y/n) we're bored entertain ze awesome me, and mein friends!" Gilbert demanded, interrupting "Yeah, like a strip tease, ohonhonhon!" Francis agreed, "Oh shuck no, if this is going to work, all of you get the floor," Actually now that you're thinking about it the floor looks comfortable... Gilbert yet a gain interrupted your thoughts, "What! You expect something as awesome as this," he said gesturing to himself, "To sleep on the floor! Kesesessese no way... You wanna sleep on the bed, you're sleeping with me!" Now here

AmericaxReader "YO! (y/n) I haven't seen you in awhile," You're lovable American friend yelled out running over to you. "Um, Alfie, we saw each other yesterday." You sighed out, tucking your (h/l) (h/c) hair behind your ear. ((short story of your history with Alfred)) You and him had met in Grade 1, when you were being bullied by a boy with long blonde wavy hair, named Francis. You remembered the day well, you had just switched schools in the middle of October, so everyone was already labeled. Before you came to this school, you had no clue about labels and stuff like that. In your Kindergarden everybody was friends and stuff, so you were

BTTx Reader ((Introduction of what’s going on)) So here you were, finally getting the vacation of a life time. It was great, on a cruise, and not just a cruise, one of the Disney ones! The only bad part about it was that, well, the Bad Touch Trio, famously known from your old college, were here. So, you were being followed by Antonio, the annoying tomato lover, Francis the perv, and Gilbert the annoying narcissist. Although this wasn’t the worst thing that could happen, because, well, it was a big ship so you could easily slip away. ((actual story)) “”I’m finally here, this is gonna be awesome! Of c