Re: Four Little Words
anonymous
April 26 2010, 14:39:03 UTC
Glenn Gould sat at the piano on the stage below the concert hall's private box, playing Bach's 'Goldberg Variations' with the skill of a true master. Russia inched forward in his seat, transfixed by the music. "I... I..." he murmured. Instinctively, he reached to his right and grasped the hand of the nation beside him. "This is... his playing, it is magnificent."
Canada's face flushed a little when he felt Russia's hand on his. He glanced around, making sure that no one noticed the contact. The last thing he needed was for America to hear that he'd been holding hands with Russia in public. Fortunately, the concert halls was too dark for the audience to notice. The music lilted out over the audience, elaborate and exquisite all at once. Canada smiled, full of pride. For an Old World nation like Russia to compliment a Canadian's talent, especially when it came to something cultural, made Canada's heart sing.
"Thank you," Canada said, his voice barely audible over the music.
They listened together, in silence, until the performance finished. The lights came up, the audience applauded, and Canada carefully shifted his hand out of Russia's. Russia didn't react. Worried, Canada frowned.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
Russia turned to face him, eyes staring at him blankly for a few moments, as if he had no idea what nation he was looking at. Canada did his best not to scowl. Just once, it would have been nice if another country managed to remember him. He looked down, fiddling with the buttons on his tuxedo jacket.
"Comrade Canada," Russia said.
Canada looked up, surprised to hear his name. He was sure Russia had forgotten him. His eyes widened. Tears fell from Russia's eyes, though Russia did nothing about them. "What's wrong?" he asked, taking the handkerchief from his jacket and wiping the tears from Russia's face.
"Nothing is wrong, Comrade Canada," said Russia. "I am just being moved by the beauty of the music. Your musician, he is truly remarkable. You must be so proud."
Canada looked at the stage and smiled. "Yes," he said. "I am."
Notes: Glenn Gould (1932-1982) was a Canadian classical pianist particularly celebrated for his interpretation of Bach's keyboard music. He toured the Soviet Union in 1957, the first North American to do that following World War II.
I decided to use Russia instead of the U.S.S.R., since Hetalia canon does the same thing.
Canada's face flushed a little when he felt Russia's hand on his. He glanced around, making sure that no one noticed the contact. The last thing he needed was for America to hear that he'd been holding hands with Russia in public. Fortunately, the concert halls was too dark for the audience to notice. The music lilted out over the audience, elaborate and exquisite all at once. Canada smiled, full of pride. For an Old World nation like Russia to compliment a Canadian's talent, especially when it came to something cultural, made Canada's heart sing.
"Thank you," Canada said, his voice barely audible over the music.
They listened together, in silence, until the performance finished. The lights came up, the audience applauded, and Canada carefully shifted his hand out of Russia's. Russia didn't react. Worried, Canada frowned.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
Russia turned to face him, eyes staring at him blankly for a few moments, as if he had no idea what nation he was looking at. Canada did his best not to scowl. Just once, it would have been nice if another country managed to remember him. He looked down, fiddling with the buttons on his tuxedo jacket.
"Comrade Canada," Russia said.
Canada looked up, surprised to hear his name. He was sure Russia had forgotten him. His eyes widened. Tears fell from Russia's eyes, though Russia did nothing about them. "What's wrong?" he asked, taking the handkerchief from his jacket and wiping the tears from Russia's face.
"Nothing is wrong, Comrade Canada," said Russia. "I am just being moved by the beauty of the music. Your musician, he is truly remarkable. You must be so proud."
Canada looked at the stage and smiled. "Yes," he said. "I am."
Notes: Glenn Gould (1932-1982) was a Canadian classical pianist particularly celebrated for his interpretation of Bach's keyboard music. He toured the Soviet Union in 1957, the first North American to do that following World War II.
I decided to use Russia instead of the U.S.S.R., since Hetalia canon does the same thing.
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