Hungary stared out the window, watching the rain fall from angry black clouds. On the table in front of her sat a neat little glass bottle with a crystal topper. Inside of it was some sort of pink mist, swirling and glittering. Around the topper there was a red ribbon along with a tab. In old-fashioned cursive it revealed that the mist would reveal true feelings of love if it were there. A love potion of sorts…

'It's amazing what boredom could make a person do,' Hungary mused to herself. Everything had been in a rut lately (and lately being close to around 50 years). Obvious feelings left hidden to the ones who it mattered most, unspoken words left silent, and it seemed lately that everyone, even the closest friends, had been drifting apart.

So she took it upon herself to break into England's house and help herself to his potions. She had found this bottle at the back of one of the shelves, almost purposely hidden. Hungary wondered if it was out of fear of someone finding it or out of fear of England having a lapse of self-control.

She smiled to herself. He wouldn't have to worry much longer. None of them would…

~~~~ So this is my new story! It wrote it and the first real chapter sooner than I thought. This story will probably have a ton of character and pairings... And it could contain possible anything. I guess there isn't much to review on this one, unless you have something you want to say! Hope you'll enjoy!