France

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* Francis POV *

I don't get what I'm supposed to look at, but i went to look anyways. I looked into the mirror and jumped back "you are not me!" I yelled looking into the mirror, which did not hold my beautiful reflection, instead some disgusting person, who was obviously failing at trying to look like me, was there smoking. He rolled his eyes " of course I am not you, I am just you from another dimension" he said, I shook my head "no" "no?" He seemed confused "you are not moi(me)" I said. He just looked at me "and why not?" He asked "because I would never make such por fashion choices" I stated as if it were obvious. "Do I look like I care about fashion?" I gasped "how could you not? You can't be France if you don't care about fashion" I went on a long rant about fashion until I guess he got annoyed. "Please shut up" he said with annoyance, I looked up "that isn't very nice to say" I told him "I don't care, I'm done with this" he disappeared, leaving only my reflection "my beautiful reflection came back" I went to find Arthur. "Hey Arthur? Your cursed mirror thing is weird, you should fix it, it got rid of my reflection" I told him, he looked at me in disbelief "seriously? The only thing that bothered you was your reflection disappearing?" I nodded "why?"

*Arthurs POV *

The twit didn't even have a problem with his 2p? "Nevermind" I well just let him figure out on his own later. He shrugged and left I sighed he really is annoying.

*Ludwigs POV *

I sat at my house trying to figure out what to do about these things, and the whole time i was thinking i heard Lutz laughing, i must be going crazy.

Yeah, I'm not really good at writing France or 2p France, which is why this chapter is kind of short, sorry
Bye bye!

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