The Chains That Bind [1c/7]
anonymous
August 24 2009, 16:46:10 UTC
The blond American cleared his throat, catching his companion’s attention.
“So…England…um, we have a bit of a problem with taking our shirts off,” he started out, avoiding the other nation’s emerald eyes. Alfred repressed a shiver when he felt those same eyes boring into the side of his head. Oh, man, England was going to kill him for the suggestion. “I…have a pair or two of fabric scissors, so…”
“No. Absolutely not,” England replied, “You will not destroy this suit, America!”
“Damn it, England, what choice do we have?! Do you want to sleep in your work clothes?! We can always buy new ones!” America stated, his tone surprisingly firm and logical to the Englishman. The two continued to bicker back and forth, but Alfred was not giving an inch. Eventually, England sighed in frustration and gave up. During the argument, the American had also remembered that they were going to have trouble putting shit on as well.
Fucking hell… Alfred sighed and pointed out the “putting clothes on” problem to his companion. They were silent for a moment, each lost in their thoughts as they tried to come up with a solution. Eventually, the two decided to just sleep in their shirts and try to make do with what they could. So, Alfred pulled out a pair of pants for England and the two climbed into bed. It took hours for the two to get over the awkwardness of the handcuffs before falling asleep. ~*~*~* And with this, I finish Day 1. Day 2 will be when I start getting the humor out. ;)
Augh sorry it took me so long to review this. Anon, this is lovely, and it's exactly what I wanted. I was smiling all the way through - lol, I hadn't even considered the clothes thing. They have to use the same shirt for the whole week (and I definetly want to see them taking a shower, lolz).
ILU, please update soon! <3
ReCaptcha: awarding has. See, he loves you too. \o/
It's alright. Haha, I'm just glad you like it. And the clothes thing I just considered during the writing. You'll see what happens with the shirt situation, although Arthur won't like it. ;)
ILU2 for coming up with this idea. :3
ReCaptcha: vagabond kind. Why, yes, he does love me if that is my reward. XD
“So…England…um, we have a bit of a problem with taking our shirts off,” he started out, avoiding the other nation’s emerald eyes. Alfred repressed a shiver when he felt those same eyes boring into the side of his head. Oh, man, England was going to kill him for the suggestion. “I…have a pair or two of fabric scissors, so…”
“No. Absolutely not,” England replied, “You will not destroy this suit, America!”
“Damn it, England, what choice do we have?! Do you want to sleep in your work clothes?! We can always buy new ones!” America stated, his tone surprisingly firm and logical to the Englishman. The two continued to bicker back and forth, but Alfred was not giving an inch. Eventually, England sighed in frustration and gave up. During the argument, the American had also remembered that they were going to have trouble putting shit on as well.
Fucking hell… Alfred sighed and pointed out the “putting clothes on” problem to his companion. They were silent for a moment, each lost in their thoughts as they tried to come up with a solution. Eventually, the two decided to just sleep in their shirts and try to make do with what they could. So, Alfred pulled out a pair of pants for England and the two climbed into bed. It took hours for the two to get over the awkwardness of the handcuffs before falling asleep.
~*~*~*
And with this, I finish Day 1. Day 2 will be when I start getting the humor out. ;)
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Can't wait for the rest, anon!
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ILU, please update soon! <3
ReCaptcha: awarding has. See, he loves you too. \o/
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ILU2 for coming up with this idea. :3
ReCaptcha: vagabond kind. Why, yes, he does love me if that is my reward. XD
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