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It's called a hongiAustralia spread out across a lawn chair; his arms and legs hanging off at ether sides. His brown hair was slicked back with two stubborn locks which stuck out; much like Austria's hair. The weather wasn't as hot as what he was used too in Brisbane but the Auckland summer was still pretty blistering so he was too tired too do anything productive.It's called a hongi2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He only wore a pair of board shorts which were still wet from the ocean; happy he didn't have too worry about being eaten by a shark or Crocs. The plaster across his nose was losing its stick at the edges and flapping up slightly.
He was alone at New Zealand's house because she had gone too a Marai
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England.
Arthur sipped his tea, trying to stay calm. Once again, Alfred had succeeded in trying his patience and it had resulted in a shouting match. Arthur sighed, where had he gone wrong with Alfred?
"Good morning Arthur!"
Arthur looked over his shoulder and managed to smile.
"Good morning Annabelle."
When Arthur first started caring for Annabelle, he had been cautious with her at first. He gently took her under his wing and cared for her. He had taken things slowly, not knowing how to care for a girl as his other colonies had been boys. He had named her Annabelle as he hoped she would be more feminine and gentle
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Russia.
Ivan was bored.
He was wandering around the Beehive, trying to find something to do. He had to admit though, New Zealand's environment was very nice, very green.
"Is something wrong Ivan?"
Ivan turned around and he slowly smiled when he saw it was Annabelle who had addressed him.
"No, nothing's wrong."
Ivan had very...fond feelings for Annabelle. He hadn't noticed her much during WWI, mainly because he was busy with his country and because she was still pretty young, she looked about 14. But during WWII, when things were calmer for him, he began to take notice of Annabelle. She was rather attractive in her
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Japan.
Kiku walked down a hallway of the Beehive. He had been getting progressively better since the earthquake and tsunami, but he still had a long way to go before he was completely better. He appreciated the help everyone was giving but he hated being such a burden.
"Kiku, how are you?"
Kiku turned around and smiled gently at Annabelle.
"I'm fine Annabelle, how are you?"
Kiku liked Annabelle. He was afraid it might be a bit awkward between the two of them when they first started trading together, but Annabelle was very polite and paid no mind to the fact that the two of them had just fought a war prior to trading

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Australia.
Jack lay down on the lawn outside the Beehive, enjoying the New Zealand sun. Sure, it wasn't as good as the sun back in Australia, but if it was good enough for Belle, it was good enough for him.
"What up, bro?"
Jack grinned, knowing who had just joined him on the grass without having to look up.
"Nothin' much Belle."
Annabelle was like a little sister to Jack. He had taught her everything she knows about cricket and how to annoy Arthur. The two of them had become Arthur's colonies around about the same time so they grew up with each other. The two of them were damn near inseprable when they were younger