Searching For Atlantis [1/6]
I completely forgot this doesn't really pick up until Day 2. orz Please bear with me until then.
Title: Searching for Atlantis
Characters/Pairings: America/Belarus, England/France.
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 (whole thing) PG this part. Short. Really really short.
Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6
July 1, 20XX
Alfred and I start our road trip in New York City. Natalia ends up joining us in the end. Alfred is searching for something, Natalia is leaving something behind, and I seem to be along for the ride.
Leave the city today and head west. I’m driving and Alfred navigates. He says we’re going to Los Angeles, so we’ll probably end up in Mexico somewhere. Stop at a McDonalds for dinner and a motel for sleep. Natalia gets the bed, Alfred and I fight for blankets on the floor. Not much else happens.
-Arthur Kirkland
“Arthur,” Alfred whined, “I’m hungry.” Then the poking started.
“We haven’t even left the state yet,” the older man complained, “Can’t you hold you a bit longer?”
“But I’m hungry now,” he pouted.
“We haven’t even left the state yet!” This did not stop the pouting. “Natalia, what do you want?”
The girl was sitting in the backseat, staring forlornly out the window at the passing scenery, and didn’t even bother looking up to answer. “Whatever’s fine. I don’t care either way.”
“Which is why we should stop to eat,” Alfred declared, “Look, a Mickey D’s is coming up.”
“Her indifference doesn’t automatically mean you win. If we keep stopping on your every whim, it will take us a month to reach California.”
“No worries. We’ve got time. Let’s stop for food.”
“We’re not stopping for food and that’s final!”
They ended up stopping for food.
Later, while still in New York State, Alfred whined about being sleepy, and how they should stop for the night. Arthur complained about how they haven’t even left state lines yet, and Natalia was indifferent. They ended up stopping at a motel inside state lines.
“There’s only one bed…” Alfred states.
“Obviously. We don’t have much money on us and this was the cheapest room,” Arthur sighs. “Natalia, you can have the bed. Alfred and I will take the floor.”
“What? But I want the bed,” Alfred whined, causing the older man to smack him on the head.
“A gentleman always caters to a lady’s needs,” he stated in his matter-of-fact voice, “Natalia gets the bed.”
“I don’t care,” she said, “Alfred can have the bed if he wants.”
The young man looked ecstatic about it, but in the end, shook his head and said, “It’s alright. Real heroes can sleep on the floor.”
And that was the end of that discussion.
The next one will be longer, I promise.
Title: Searching for Atlantis
Characters/Pairings: America/Belarus, England/France.
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 (whole thing) PG this part. Short. Really really short.
Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6
July 1, 20XX
Alfred and I start our road trip in New York City. Natalia ends up joining us in the end. Alfred is searching for something, Natalia is leaving something behind, and I seem to be along for the ride.
Leave the city today and head west. I’m driving and Alfred navigates. He says we’re going to Los Angeles, so we’ll probably end up in Mexico somewhere. Stop at a McDonalds for dinner and a motel for sleep. Natalia gets the bed, Alfred and I fight for blankets on the floor. Not much else happens.
-Arthur Kirkland
“Arthur,” Alfred whined, “I’m hungry.” Then the poking started.
“We haven’t even left the state yet,” the older man complained, “Can’t you hold you a bit longer?”
“But I’m hungry now,” he pouted.
“We haven’t even left the state yet!” This did not stop the pouting. “Natalia, what do you want?”
The girl was sitting in the backseat, staring forlornly out the window at the passing scenery, and didn’t even bother looking up to answer. “Whatever’s fine. I don’t care either way.”
“Which is why we should stop to eat,” Alfred declared, “Look, a Mickey D’s is coming up.”
“Her indifference doesn’t automatically mean you win. If we keep stopping on your every whim, it will take us a month to reach California.”
“No worries. We’ve got time. Let’s stop for food.”
“We’re not stopping for food and that’s final!”
They ended up stopping for food.
Later, while still in New York State, Alfred whined about being sleepy, and how they should stop for the night. Arthur complained about how they haven’t even left state lines yet, and Natalia was indifferent. They ended up stopping at a motel inside state lines.
“There’s only one bed…” Alfred states.
“Obviously. We don’t have much money on us and this was the cheapest room,” Arthur sighs. “Natalia, you can have the bed. Alfred and I will take the floor.”
“What? But I want the bed,” Alfred whined, causing the older man to smack him on the head.
“A gentleman always caters to a lady’s needs,” he stated in his matter-of-fact voice, “Natalia gets the bed.”
“I don’t care,” she said, “Alfred can have the bed if he wants.”
The young man looked ecstatic about it, but in the end, shook his head and said, “It’s alright. Real heroes can sleep on the floor.”
And that was the end of that discussion.
The next one will be longer, I promise.