Literature
Mochi!GermanyxReader Helft Mir
~Germany POV~
There was once a mochi, more like a mochi block, that wanted to live somewhere with a nice master and a warm place with good food. That mochi was me. I was a German mochi block with beautiful crystal blue eyes, I was house trained, easy to care for, and for the most part, did what I was told. I was a sweet little thing, so why did life have to stick me with a horrible, old man that did nothing but drink and smoke, and,kick me around on the floor, and purposely not feed me? No mochi, no matter how tough, should EVER have to go through this. I was scared of this old man. I used to be a fearless mochi, tough and serious, but when t