Past-Part Fills Post 1 -- CLOSED
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America flushed again, this time mainly with embarrassment, although a pinch of anger simmered underneath of it. Admittedly, his homespun garments weren’t anywhere near as fine as that of the other three, but he had worn the best he had, and even borrowed a pair of stockings from Tom when he’d found out that he didn’t possess any of his own that hadn’t been darned multiple times. He had only one suit better, but that was the one England had given him, and he’d be damned if he’d ever wear that thing again.
He took a step back, perturbed as the memory of Ben’s tale of her majesty Marie Antoinette’s own experience came back to him. “I am fighting a war right now, and it’s not like -” he began, his voice rising, but Spain cut him off smoothly.
“Is this really the time?” the older nation asked, addressing France. “The boy has a point. I hear Holland has still been able to smuggle goods through that old pirate’s blockades, but you know what a hard time we had sneaking by them.”
Prussia nodded, stepping in to defend his sometime pupil. “He made those himself you know. And hell, it’s not like any of us over here have had much time for fancy dinner wear in any case.”
France’s expression shifted at Prussia’s words, growing speculative. He tilted his head to the side as he studied America more closely. Finally, he gave in with a shrug. “It’s a useful skill,” he admitted, offering a smile to soothe the boy’s ruffled feathers. Despite himself, America found it working. He heard little enough from England in the way of compliments since the troubles in Massachusetts. “They’ll serve well enough for dinner certainly, if you feel you can still stomach that lamb.”
“Yes!” America nodded fervently, all talk of his clothes flying from his mind as the mention of dinner. The others laughed, and France led the way to into the dining room.
AN: I'm afraid that's it for now. I'm off to work on the next part, which I hope will contain a bit of smut for you all.
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And idk if it matters, but I'm the anon who commented on Prussia being here. I'm glad he invited himself. <3
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I really, seriously love this fill. ♥ You're writing it so well too, I can just get into the story so well.
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ANON NEEDS MORE, PLEASE, THIS STORYLINE IS TOO PERFECT.
(reCAPTCHA: policy Franks. So that's what they're calling it these days...)
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