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CM-Spoiled MeetingIsabel was ready. She got her favorite t-shirt and jeans while her favorite shoes, World Industry, fit snuggly around her feet. She wasn't going to let anything stop her this time. This time she was fully ready for the task she set herself for.
This time she was going to tell Germany her feelings. She wasn't going to let her shyness get in the way this time.
If only that were true though.
I should have known better, I'll never be able to tell Germany to his face.
Isabel watched from the distance as Germany and Italy bickered nibbling at her pasta. They seemed to be arguing over the food and the war making her conscious of her own bir

CM-Enter Noireta(Edited)A star nymph with long, orange hair flew across the town of Nightlight hoping to attend the anniversary firework festival that celebrated the town's foundation. Her long white dress flapped around her as her thoughts of the momentous event.
"I can't believe that it's been that long since Nightlight Town has been made. The last time I saw fireworks there was with...." she trailed off remembering a moment with a frown.
Over the past 100 years, Nightlight Town was the place that the nymph found the star orb that soon "hatched" into Noireta. She had made it her duty to take her in and care for her. It didn't take long for them to become best

CM-Stranded and HungryEverything was deathly quiet and still in the jungle. Nothing moved. Nothing made any noise. It was tranquil until a strange noise echoed. A gurgling sound that made the creatures in the area flee. A golden blonde haired girl rubbed her stomach as her companions stared at her.
"Stella. Can you be a bit less noisy?" commented a magenta haired girl.
The said girl threw a glare. "I can't help it. I'm hungry."
"We are too." As if to agree with the honey brown haired girl, her stomach growled and she rubbed it.
"At this rate, we'll keep attracting unwanted

CM-Furry to FriendlyA woman stepped onto the old, beaten up path already on her way home with her ingredients. She sighed as she stared up at the full moon and the bag floated after her.
"What a beautiful and lonely moon. Just like me." The witch's sad eyes strayed from the moon back onto the path when she saw a prone form ahead.
Her instincts kicked in and she rushed toward the small thing. It was a dog completely covered in dirt. She felt for a pulse and was relieved to find that the dog was still alive. That's when she noticed its maimed leg. Her heart filled with pity as she brought worth her bag to shift through her ingredients. After finding what