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Born Free
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Alfred felt another shiver go thorough his system. It was cold, so very cold. The kind of cold that eats into your bones and drives you mad. No wonder Ivan is so batshit crazy, who wouldn't be after living centuries in this terrible cold.

The small room he has me in has no windows and no furniture; just a bed, pale yellow walls, and a small bathroom. There was a chair, but I smashed it over Ivan's head when I first got here. How long ago was that?

I don't know what day it is. I don't know how long I've been here. Days, weeks, months it's all the same. The only light is the bare bulb dangling from the ceilin

Born Free 7Flight of the Gilbird2
Alfred/Gilbert/Ivan adventure

"If you are thorough with your fit, Alfred we need to get ready." Ivan said as he stood up.

"Bring it commie. I can't wait to get out of this creepy place."

Ivan brought out warm clothes and coats for both of them as well as boots gloves and other necessities. "Gilbert will have the weapons and gear we will need on the helicopter. Get dressed we need to get to the roof."

Alfred ducked into one of the empty rooms to change. He wasn't going to argue about the clothing but he did mentally cringe when he noticed that what he was now wearing looked a lot like Ivan's clothes in different shad

Born Free 15APH Hetalia
Alfred/Ivan/Gilbert...and more
Adventure/war

Chapter 15

And drink they did.

They toasted to old friends and to new friends and to the end of war and to the stars beyond. They toasted to dreams of the future…and after while they were down to toasting toilet paper, tinfoil, peanut butter, and tube socks… yes, tube socks. Having polished off a good portion of Xenia's vodka stash they were now thoroughly toasted themselves, so they decided to take the party outside.

They spilled out of the house giggling like idiots as they stumbled over themselves into the garden. There was one empty little patch in a sunny spot that

Born Free 10Born Free 10 A Devil with fur?
Hetalia Ivan/Alfred

Ivan looked down at the wolf now standing next to Alfred. Throughout most of Ivan's history, wolves were seen as nothing more than vermin, detestable opportunistic creatures not worthy of mercy or kindness. Its eye color was not lost on Ivan either; clearly this was not a real wolf which made it even more dangerous.

"Alfred, in this country we have lots of stories we tell to our children of what happens when people follow wolves into the woods, and none of them end well!"

Alfred just rolled his eyes, "Ivan, It's not just a wolf."

"Yes Alfred I know, I just heard you call it dad!" Ivan sa

Born Free 2

Lakota language Vocab.

Onsila - poor thing
Oyate - Nation
Áte – father
Tunwicu- Aunt
Cinsi – son
wiyan wakan – holy woman

Okay now lets meet a dad who has an important lesson to learn about the pitfalls of absentee parenting.

Father Nation

Oyate was a proud nation; a child of the land that watched over his people for as long as he could remember. Generation after generation undisrupted, some say it was over 10,000 years before something miraculous happened. When news that another child of the land had been born Oyate was curious. The chance to have another like himself by his side was an interesting idea, but noth

Sunset MomentsIvan searched the empty streets for hours; he was just about to give up when he finally found who he was looking for. He walked over and stood behind Alfred silently, unsure of what to do next.
Alfred didn't notice Ivan as he sat on the beach and stared out at the vast sea before him. He left the meeting early to go clear his head. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push the thoughts of a certain Russian nation out of his mind. Was he imagining the lingering looks Ivan had been giving him lately? Just the thought of Ivan returning his feelings thrilled him and made his heart race. Yes, it had to be his imagination, Alfred assured himself. There was no way Ivan would ever feel that way about him. But the truth was, he had been thinking of nothing but Ivan lately. Alfred sighed frustratedly and lay back on the sand to stare up at the sky.
Ivan remained quiet, still unwilling to disturb Alfred's moment. Instead he watched the pull and push of the endless dance

Born Free 8North American Brotherhood.

Meanwhile back in North America...

Mathew was beside himself as he paced his house waiting for the signal. Both worry for his brother and hatred for Ivan seethed throughout him as the maddening hours ticked by. Nobody Fucks with the North American brothers and gets away with it. Nobody.

It had been months since anyone had seen Alfred as the bloody war with Russia raged across the U.S. The satellites had been down for days now, leaving Mathew with precious little information to go on. He couldn't even get in contact with his brother Juan. Mathew hadn't heard from him since just after Alfred disappeared. At that t

Born Free 11Alfred/Ivan Hetalia Fanfiction

CH.11 Mathew's journey, and Xenia

Kumajirou was sleeping peacefully by the fireplace, enjoying the warmth and dreaming polar bear dreams, when he felt somebody nudging him.

"Wake up Kuma. It's time to go lazy bear." The polar bear blinked awake and sniffed the air groggily as the soft voice pleaded more insistently, "Come on Kumajirou, I need you to help me find Alfred. You remember Alfred don't ya? Get up already."

The polar bear spirit sat up and looked at who was taking to him. He tilted his head to one side curiously as he stared into the face of his nation… blankly. Mathew frowned and tisk-ed in an

Born Free Chapter 19 Alfred Ivan RusAme

Chapter 19
Alfred Ivan RusAme
On the Road Again

Ivan searched for the better part of an hour and still found no sign of Alfred. He began to mutter a long string of very foul words under his breath that grew steadily louder each passing moment as his frustration neared its peak. He felt the telltale vibration in his pocket he knew without looking who it was, reluctantly he answered the phone to a grim sounding Gilbert on the other end, “They’ve made it to the old hideout. We need to move soon.”

Ivan’s sucked in a breath, that was not what he needed to hear right now, “Well we both knew it was only a matter of

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