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hace tiempo ya, existían dos montañas vecinas las cuales estaban dividías por una densa niebla de culturas opuestas, los grandes señores de cada cultura prohibió bajar hacia tierra firme a cualquiera de sus habitantes, en una de las montañas la luna era su diosa; en la otra el sol era su dios, unos adoraban el día y otros la noche, cada cultura aprendió a vivir con esas reglas por milenios siendo solamente mirada desde lo lejos por los curiosos que imaginaban como sería el otro lado de la montaña.
Dos jóvenes opuestos miran desde lo más alto de cada m
Legacy Ch 17 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 17 [APH Mexico fic]
Argentina's room was markedly smaller than Mexico's, although it was in much better order, save a small bundle of blankets in the corner. Mexico walked into the room ahead of his host and sat on the end of a rather small bed. Argentina walked over to the pile of blankets in the corner, which Mexico noticed was making a strange noise. Argentina brushed back a blanket to reveal the small, brown spotted face of a calf.
Mexico watched this with restrained intrigue. He couldn't stop himself from asking dubiously "Juan, why do you have a cow in your room?" The tall boy swept the calf into his arms and then walked over to the middle on the room and
Legacy Ch 16 [APH Mexico Fanfiction] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 16 [APH Mexico Fanfiction]
America growled protectively again "That's just unfair, he just can't take advantage of your weakness like that". Mexico took another long pull from the cigarette in his hand, which was getting short again before saying "You shouldn't get mad every time I describe Spain doing that. That was not even close to the last time he did it. And before you ask, I never slept with him, despite what Texas has probably told you". America shrugged slightly "He did hint at something like that when he found out that we were dating". Mexico scoffed "I bet this isn't the first time you have heard the story about me and Spain making out, is it?" America shook
Legacy Ch 40 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 40 [APH Mexico fic]
At this point, the blonde cut in again. He seemed glad to have a topic on which he could speak, "You know, I have always wondered about why Texas showed up so suddenly. He said it was your doing, but I was never sure he was telling the truth." Mexico smirked, "He may be a coward, but even he wouldn't dare run away when I needed him. I needed him far away, and I got just that. Tell me, did he have a happy reunion with your sister?"
The question was flippantly cynical, and America heard it. He had come to accept the relationship between Texas and his sister a long time ago, the wedding had pretty much cemented it as a reality anyway. But, Mexi
Legacy Ch 15 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 15 [APH Mexico fic]
Alfred dismounted and looked around to see if anyone had noted his lateness, he noted no one. Maybe England wouldn't scold him if no one knew he was late. He walked into the house which was currently housing the English colonies from the Americas. It was only then that he noticed that someone had seen him, his younger brother. He called to him "Mathew, how long have you been waiting?" Canada answered "A couple hours. Where the Hell were you?"
America didn't particularly want to tell his brother about the chance encounter with Mexico. There was something about it that felt like it was secret and special, and that was exciting. So, he responde
Legacy Ch 14 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 14 [APH Mexico fic]
Mexico took his brother's advice and put the medallion in a drawer in his room. Its effect wore off slowly, but eventually it did fade away. But, he did not forget what he had experienced. He would never look at Spain the same way again, the man was manipulative. He wouldn't let Spain change him again, he was sure of it. Every morning he reminded himself by opening the drawer and looking at the medallion again. Some mornings he even held it for a couple seconds.
The lure of the magic of Aztec gold was strong; he longed to wear the medallion. But, for the time he needed to act like nothing had changed. This would not be hard considering none
Legacy Ch 13 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 13 [APH Mexico fic]
Mexico took up residence in the master bedroom, which was much bigger than the room he had shared with Cuba at Spain's house. He quickly got used to the room and the house. It stopped feeling strange to wake up on his own after a week. After the second week, he was used to the house plan and no longer got lost when he walked around.
The morning light flooded through the large windows into the room and woke Mexico. He turned over and pulled the sheet over his head. The sheet utterly failed to block out the light. He grabbed a pillow and put it over his eyes. After a few seconds of lying in an uncomfortable position before he gave up on the id
Legacy Ch 12 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 12 [APH Mexico fic]
Mexico stopped telling the story for a second to glance at America, who was watching him avidly. America pouted "Why did you stop? It was getting exciting". Mexico smirked back "It's going to get much more exciting, that's the most innocent part of my life". Mexico noticed that at some point he has finished his tequila and put the glass down. He suspected that after that he had started using large elaborate gestures to accompany his story, which also explained why America was sitting further away.
It dawned on him how long it had taken to tell only a little bit of his life's story. He glanced at the clock, which read 11:30; he had started te
Legacy Ch 11 [APH Mexico fic] by sailorgreywolf, literature
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Legacy Ch 11 [APH Mexico fic]
"Ouch, poor Enrique. I don't even really like the guy, and I feel sorry for him" America intoned. Mexico nodded "I was really bad with letting him down easy; I got better at that as time went on. I shouldn't have pulled that 'want to be normal' bullshit. What the fuck could I possibly know about normal?" America laughed "You have never been normal, but the one thing you have always been is good at breaking hearts. What happened next?"
Mexico responded "Well, he did what any logical person would do in that situation". America glanced at his half-empty glass of tequila thoughtfully "He found out who your fiancé was?" Mexico nodded "Firs