Pink... Tomato? 2/2
anonymous
December 16 2009, 09:35:39 UTC
Antonio was a little disappointed when he noticed the tomatoes in the store were much smaller than the ones he grew. But a tomato is a tomato, so he picked up a nearby, empty shopping basket and began to toss several in.
"Let's see~ One for me, one for Romano, one for Feliciano, one for me, maybe three more for Romano since he loves them so much and another five for me-"
He saw a short-haired blonde in the cutest pink and white dress walk by and he snapped out of his tomato heaven stupor. He suddenly remembered the prank he was supposed to do and grinned.
It was perfect. She wasn't carrying anything, not even a purse, and she was alone. Plus the vegetable and fruit aisle didn't have any people besides Antonio and the blonde because the produce was pretty lacking.
Francis, who was spying on Antonio from a distance, saw the perfect opportunity as well.
"There is absolutely no way he can mess this up. All he has to do is calmly walk up to her, say -one- line in an attractive way and then walk away nonchalantly," he mumbled to himself.
He facepalmed when Antonio practically skipped over to the target and, with a bright smile, greeted her. If the blonde didn't oppose Antonio before he went into his tomato and Romano chatter, they would be there for hours, to Francis' despair.
Well, it was Antonio. The day Antonio decides to be sexy, smooth and to the point during one of their hijinks would be the day he stopped drinking wine and switched to drinking Arthur's gin.
As much as Francis didn't want to wish bad fortune onto his friend, he wanted the target to walk away or stop Antonio from blabbering.
The blonde turned her head to look at Antonio with a somewhat confused look on her face.
When she turned, Francis was able to see her face more clearly.
'Wait, she looks like...'
Antonio's smile grew when he saw her face.
"Hey there! You're much cuter close up! Even if tomatoes normally aren't pink, you could be my special toma-"
"Oh, like, you're that tomato dude that hangs out with Italy's, like, totally crazy brother!"
Antonio froze in mid sentence.
'That voice, why is it low!? And that accent a-and actually that hair and face looks familiar and... and...'
"F-Feliks?"
Feliks huffed. "Like, duh. By the way, what was with that tomato stuff you were talking about anyway?"
"Uh, well-"
"But, like, I totally hate tomatoes though. They're like, totally gross and kinda, like, weird."
"Huh!? But-"
Feliks continued to ignore Antonio as he blabbered on. "Well, I already forget why I came here in the first place! Anyway, Toris was yelling at me early about my dress, which is totally awesome and the best, and he's probably just, like, jealous. Also-"
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO CHANGE!"
Toris rushed towards Feliks, past Antonio, who was still a bit shocked about the fact that he mistook Feliks for a girl and the fact that there was someone that hated tomatoes. It looked like Toris had been running around a lot before, for he was panting for breath and looked like he was about to collapse.
Feliks pouted and crossed his arms. "Heeey, where have you been, Toris? You, like, totally ditched me earlier. So uncool."
"But you were the one that just left me before I could find better clothes for you," Toris groaned.
"This dress is totally better though."
"L-Look, let's just go back home," Toris sighed. "Ah, I'm sorry Antonio, I hope he didn't cause you any trouble?"
"No... It's fine."
"Aw, you're so not fun Toris."
Toris blushed as he dragged Feliks out of the aisle.
Francis sighed and walked over to Antonio, who had just mentally gotten over the fact that he mistook Feliks for a girl, but was still have trouble getting over the thought that someone found tomatoes disgusting.
"People have different tastes. It can't be helped."
"But tomatoes are the best..."
"As I said before, you can't do anything about that I'm afraid."
"But everybody I know loves tomatoes!"
"... Let's just go find Gilbert." ~END~
Derp derp, the ending was a bit rushed... X_X; Sorry 'bout that. Not as epic as the first 2 fills because I don't know any super fail pick up lines. :'c
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anonymous
December 19 2009, 21:49:52 UTC
I think my favorite part was the fact that spain was amazed that someone thought tomatoes were gross. This anon hates tomatoes by the way. Well, fresh ones. I eat soup, drink juice, and eat pasta all with tomato products.
I heard the line I used (screen door) from some other fanfic, though I couldn't place it now, and it just screamed gilbert.
but like the other person said, I think tomatoes work for Spain simply 'cause he likes them so much. It'd be like Italy telling someone they were like pasta to him.
How the hell did that get sappy?
Anyways, gotta go back to looking for things to fill. So I can have something to do while I wait for the request freeze to be over.
"Let's see~ One for me, one for Romano, one for Feliciano, one for me, maybe three more for Romano since he loves them so much and another five for me-"
He saw a short-haired blonde in the cutest pink and white dress walk by and he snapped out of his tomato heaven stupor. He suddenly remembered the prank he was supposed to do and grinned.
It was perfect. She wasn't carrying anything, not even a purse, and she was alone. Plus the vegetable and fruit aisle didn't have any people besides Antonio and the blonde because the produce was pretty lacking.
Francis, who was spying on Antonio from a distance, saw the perfect opportunity as well.
"There is absolutely no way he can mess this up. All he has to do is calmly walk up to her, say -one- line in an attractive way and then walk away nonchalantly," he mumbled to himself.
He facepalmed when Antonio practically skipped over to the target and, with a bright smile, greeted her. If the blonde didn't oppose Antonio before he went into his tomato and Romano chatter, they would be there for hours, to Francis' despair.
Well, it was Antonio. The day Antonio decides to be sexy, smooth and to the point during one of their hijinks would be the day he stopped drinking wine and switched to drinking Arthur's gin.
As much as Francis didn't want to wish bad fortune onto his friend, he wanted the target to walk away or stop Antonio from blabbering.
The blonde turned her head to look at Antonio with a somewhat confused look on her face.
When she turned, Francis was able to see her face more clearly.
'Wait, she looks like...'
Antonio's smile grew when he saw her face.
"Hey there! You're much cuter close up! Even if tomatoes normally aren't pink, you could be my special toma-"
"Oh, like, you're that tomato dude that hangs out with Italy's, like, totally crazy brother!"
Antonio froze in mid sentence.
'That voice, why is it low!? And that accent a-and actually that hair and face looks familiar and... and...'
"F-Feliks?"
Feliks huffed. "Like, duh. By the way, what was with that tomato stuff you were talking about anyway?"
"Uh, well-"
"But, like, I totally hate tomatoes though. They're like, totally gross and kinda, like, weird."
"Huh!? But-"
Feliks continued to ignore Antonio as he blabbered on. "Well, I already forget why I came here in the first place! Anyway, Toris was yelling at me early about my dress, which is totally awesome and the best, and he's probably just, like, jealous. Also-"
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO CHANGE!"
Toris rushed towards Feliks, past Antonio, who was still a bit shocked about the fact that he mistook Feliks for a girl and the fact that there was someone that hated tomatoes. It looked like Toris had been running around a lot before, for he was panting for breath and looked like he was about to collapse.
Feliks pouted and crossed his arms. "Heeey, where have you been, Toris? You, like, totally ditched me earlier. So uncool."
"But you were the one that just left me before I could find better clothes for you," Toris groaned.
"This dress is totally better though."
"L-Look, let's just go back home," Toris sighed. "Ah, I'm sorry Antonio, I hope he didn't cause you any trouble?"
"No... It's fine."
"Aw, you're so not fun Toris."
Toris blushed as he dragged Feliks out of the aisle.
Francis sighed and walked over to Antonio, who had just mentally gotten over the fact that he mistook Feliks for a girl, but was still have trouble getting over the thought that someone found tomatoes disgusting.
"People have different tastes. It can't be helped."
"But tomatoes are the best..."
"As I said before, you can't do anything about that I'm afraid."
"But everybody I know loves tomatoes!"
"... Let's just go find Gilbert."
~END~
Derp derp, the ending was a bit rushed... X_X; Sorry 'bout that. Not as epic as the first 2 fills because I don't know any super fail pick up lines. :'c
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I heard the line I used (screen door) from some other fanfic, though I couldn't place it now, and it just screamed gilbert.
but like the other person said, I think tomatoes work for Spain simply 'cause he likes them so much. It'd be like Italy telling someone they were like pasta to him.
How the hell did that get sappy?
Anyways, gotta go back to looking for things to fill. So I can have something to do while I wait for the request freeze to be over.
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For Gondola Captcha? We aren't even talking about Italy!
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But someone said that it's good raw with sugar or something? *ponders* I forget... :c
I loved that line you put into the micro fill. x'D It does scream "GILBERT" IMO.
Gondola? Get outta here and back to Germany's bed Feliciano.
*is shot*
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Is soooo full of win. So much win anon...
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