Déjà vu Chapter 2

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I seriously have not written fanfiction in a while.

Most of my notes on this is tucked away somewhere, so if you guys are okay with a little weirdness, I'll try to continue this.

But only because you guys want me to.

I am very busy because of school though, so I probably won't be updating regularly.

I'll post chapters as I finish and revise them.

So please be patient.

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There will be normal chapters, and special chapters.

Normal chapters like this one, will apply to almost all the 'ending' chapters.

However, there are ending specific chapters.

These ending specific chapters follow the normal chapters, so don't think you can get away without reading the normal chapters.

The chapters will be in the order of the ranking endings from before.

Although, I'm probably going to add a new route in there too. (more work, yay.)

Have fun guessing who it is okay?

That route will be it's own, so you just need to read those.

I'll just label it "? Chapter 1" and whatnot.

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As for adding other pairings… well I could do that.

Did you guys want me to make a separate story, where it ties into the same 'storyline' as the previous and then this one as well?

(Cause then I'd have to either add to that, or make a separate story)

Poll on my profile if you guys want different pairings than before and make it a separate thing or add to the previous and later this.

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This is short chapter, sorry, but the bulk of story will be in ending specific chapters since they're different.

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England twirled his pen around, trying to figure out what he was going to do with his 'secret admirer.'

Er… what he was going to do to…

England flushed, 'definitely not to do with… '

He tapped his pen on the table idly.

'I really don't know… I wouldn't have imagined something like this happening….'

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'And R… who is R?'

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He felt a soft weight on his shoulder, one of his fairy friends had appeared.

"Hello England."

"Hello Cynthia."

She looked down at the note on the table and smiled, "You got a letter? From who?"

England blushed, "Oh... it's from... um…" He looked down embarrassed, "a...admirer…' he mumbled.

She squealed and jumped right off his shoulder to fly in front of him.

"That's great England! Do you know who it is?"

"Well…" '

'I do… but if I tell her… best not to say anything or she'll interfere.'

"Not really…"

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"Hm…" She 'sat down' in the air, thinking.

"Well, we could stake out your mailbox…" She smiled, "I'm sure everyone would love to help!"

England quickly shook his head, waving his hands in front of him to dissuade her.

"No no. its fine."

"Huh? don't you want to know who it is?"

"Well…I… want them to …"

Cynthia leaned on the palm of her hands, "I get it! You want to keep it a surprise." She giggled.

"No worries England. I won't do anything if you don't want me to."

England sighed in relief, "Good."

Cynthia stood up, "Well, I better go tell the others!"

"Ah! Wait! Cynthia don't-"

She flew out his open window and off to tell all of England's magical friends.

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England sighed, 'Hopefully, they won't do anything…'

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England's hand twitched. 'This is bad… I need to knit…. I have to do something or I'll go mad…'

His cell phone rang, starling him.

He went over to his jacket and pulled out his cell phone.

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"Hello? The… 14th? No, no trouble at all. Yes, I suppose I could go."

"Are you inviting the others?"

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"I hope you and your wife have a great time Mr. president."

"Yes, and... might I suggest a romantic candlelit dinner?"

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"Well, I'm sure she would appreciate it regardless of how it looks."

"Yes. Yes. Goodbye Mr. President."

England sighed as the call ended.

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He lay down on his bed, "I forgot. America had gotten a call from his boss before. I guess since the spell was in effect before, he decided to make the party a masquerade. But since it's not… it's just a regular party."

'well, as regular as a party thrown by America could possibly be…'

He rolled onto his side, "He said I could go if I want to but…"

He frowned, 'I'll worry about that later…First I have to figure out how I'm going to act to my… secret admirer.'

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He groaned and pulled the pillow over his head, 'Why couldn't I have a normal March 14? I had to get sent back in time by some… chocolates.'

He chuckled, "I can't wait until someone makes a story about that. It'd be bloody ridiculous!"

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He thought about what he should do as he knitted.

The only sound in the room, was the sound of his metal needles tapping against each other.

England put the needles down and unraveled some more yarn, and started again.

"I have no idea how I found the time to make all that before. But since the spell hasn't been cast, I can just concentrate on making a gift for…"

He flushed and shook his head.

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He put his needles away; he had gotten most of his present done.

But… he still didn't know what he was going to do with his... admirer.

He sighed, 'well… what can I do?'

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A/n

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Personally, I don't know if I'll add other characters (as in other character specific things in that did not win).

But, I did write a few poems…. And I do get bored.

I guess I could always write a few and you guys could guess on which is which.

Of course, they wont follow the same rules. (2-3/3-2)

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Next chapter will probably be those Ending specific character chapters..

You know, America chapter 1, Japan chapter 1, France chapter 1 and all that jazz.

Yes, I'm not very creative with names. …or am I?

No I'm not.

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