Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=63680&page=483#4821 Author: Yamato Time Posted: 10/17/2018 at 8:39 AM India saw them approach. "Namaste, my fellow countries." he said, bowing modestly.

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Taithlon smiled lightly and dipped her head momentarily to show respect, Japan had learnt some languages from India after all and he seemed to be very intelligent. She looked around his stall for salt, she only needed to declare she had found some after all. She didn't want to make it look like she was buying, since that was how you get trapped.

Prussia nodded. Germany closed the beach umbrella and rolled up the towels before heading back to the car. Austria focused on keeping his towel on, and Hungary and Prussia were arguing with each other. The waves were sharp and choppy.

I hoist up my surfboard and follow after them, keeping a few steps back not wanting to be pulled into the argument

"Sup Dude!" America said, waving to Germany.
Germany pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance, but still engaged in conversation. "Guten Tag, Amerika.." he said.
"I heard you sell chocolate, and GUMMIES." America said.
"Ja. We have salted, caramel, white, crisp, raisin, milk, and dark chocolate." Germany said.

I stick my tongue out disdainfully at the mention of Raisen and Dark, those were like the trick chocolates of the world, they were the spawn of baba yaga.

They got into the car when it started to rain. The sky lit up and there was a resounding crash of thunder. Austria yelped and dove under the back seat.

I stiffen, my heart hammering in my chest from fear, I resist the urge to cover my ears and curl up into a ball. I really, really hated storms and how scared they made me.