Show Some Leg! 2/?
anonymous
December 16 2009, 12:13:57 UTC
A/N: *strangles the word count* IHU
"Aiya, when I get my hands on Yung Soo, I'm going to strangle him..."
"Man, West is takin' foreeever... Plus Gilbird is gonna get hungry and I didn't bring anything to eat."
"Pip pip..."
"I hope Francis actually didn't forget about me... It's already bad enough that most people in the world don't even know I exist... I don't need to have other nations start forgetting who I am..."
"That's it. I'm getting hungry and I'm sick of waiting for that damn bastard to pick me up. Be back in a minute..."
Romano stormed away from the group.
Fleurette looked worried. "I don't know if he should just wander away like that..."
Gilbert grinned. "He'll be fine. He's probably just going to go and eat a bunch of crap anyway. Those Italy brothers are freaking black holes. It's amazing that they stay so cute and aren't obese..."
"I hope we don't have to find him if Antonio actually comes, aru..."
To the three nations' surprise, Romano returned in only about 7 minutes with a satisfied look on his face.
"I got us a car. So, do you guys want to wait for your idiot friends or do want to carpool?" Romano motioned his head towards a black sedan parked on the side of the road.
"Screw West, I've been waiting forever. Count me in," Gilbert said, already heading towards the car with Gilbird chirping cheerfully.
"Aiya, I've waited long enough for Yung Soo! I can't take it anymore! I'll go."
Fleurette laughed nervously. "I guess I have no choice. I'm not about to wait here by myself while you guys get to finally get outta here."
So the four nations tossed their bags into the trunk and got in. Romano was driving with Yao in the front while Fleurette and Gilbert were in the back. It took some arguing and force to make Gilbert sit in the back though.
They were now finally on the road. Yao checked the map he printed earlier and noted that they'd have to spend most of the ride on the freeway and that it'd take about 45 minutes.
"Hey, how did you get this car anyway," Fleurette asked.
"I borrowed it."
"You rented it?"
"No, I borrowed it."
Gilbert peeked around the front seats, noticed something and laughed. "You hotwired the car! There's no key! Didn't you know you had it in you!"
"Aiya! You're going to get us arrested!"
"It's a shitty car anyway and there wasn't any belongings in this car, so it'll be fine."
"DON'T JUST SAY THAT! Aiya! You can't just say things like that like it's going to be alright!"
Show Some Leg! 2.5/? (EDITED 2+new bits)
anonymous
December 16 2009, 20:53:32 UTC
I miss my edit button, damn it... Didn't edit the entire 2nd part, but some of it. Plus I put in part of the 3rd part I was working on.
So the four nations tossed their bags into the trunk and got in. Romano was driving with Yao in the front while Fleurette and Gilbert were in the back. It took some arguing and force to make Gilbert sit in the back though.
They were now finally on the road. Yao checked the map he printed earlier and noted that they'd have to spend most of the ride on the freeway and that it'd take about an hour.
During 25 minutes, they argued on what radio station to listen to so they ended up turning it off. Also, Gilbert got bored and started singing '100 bottles of beer on the wall' and eventually Fleurette joined, so Yao screamed at them once they reached 80 bottles, which resulted in Romano screaming at all of them to shut up and almost caused them to crash when Romano took his eyes off the road.
But besides that incident, everything was just fine. They spent the next 5 minutes silent until Fleurette spoke up. She hated the awkward silence, especially with no music in the background.
"Hey, how did you get this car anyway," she asked.
"I borrowed it."
"You rented it?"
"No, I borrowed it."
Gilbert peeked around the front seats, noticed something and burst out laughing. "You hotwired the car! There's no key! Didn't you know you had it in you!"
"Aiya! You're going to get us arrested!"
"It's a shitty car anyway and there wasn't any belongings in this car, so it'll be fine."
"DON'T JUST SAY THAT! You can't just say things like that like it's going to be alright!"
"Just shut up and let me drive, it'll be fine," Romano growled and clutched the wheel tighter. "Or you can just walk."
"If we get caught driving a stolen car-- Why are you slowing down!?"
Romano slammed his fist on the dashboard. "I'm not slowing down on purpose! This damn thing is breaking down or something!"
He steered the car to the side of the road since the car's speed was rapidly dropping no matter what he did.
When they reached the side of the road, the car died.
Fleurette fidgeted in her seat. "... Uhhh, so what now?"
Gilbert seemed completely unfazed by the situation. "I'm sure Romano will be able to do something-"
However, said person had gotten out of the car and began to kick the side of the car while swearing loudly. "Work you fucking car! God damn it! This is probably that damn Anonio's fault and my stupid brother fault and that fucking potato bastard's fault! DAMN IT!"
"Never mind. We're screwed."
"... But why is he blaming other people for this?"
Yao slumped in his seat and with his hands over his face. "This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, everyone is insane, I don't know how this could get any worse..."
Gilbert pouted and kicked Yao's seat. "Don't have a heartattack, gramps."
"Just shut up, aru!"
They decided to just wait until Romano calmed down, or until his feet hurt too much for him to kick the car, and stopped abusing the poor thing. But Gilbert and Yao had to go out and hold him back when he was about the start headbutting the car instead. Fleurette decided to stay inside since she didn't want get torn apart by the rampaging Italian.
Show Some Leg! 3/?
anonymous
December 17 2009, 00:00:47 UTC
"You're supposed to help fix the damn thing, not give your self a concussion," Gilbert fumed while he and Yao tried to pull him away from the car. "Try using that head of yours to think!"
"Just wait you bastards. After the meeting, I'll-"
Gilbert scoffed. "What? You'll slap me in the face with a face mustache and throw tomatoes at my house?"
"I'LL SEND THE GODDAMN MAFIA AFTER YOU OR SOMETHING!"
He cringed in pain when Romano roughly elbowed his side and headbutted his chin and almost escaped. The headbutt caused Gilbird, who was perched on his head the entire time, to fall off. He wasn't hurt, but angrily waddled towards the car and flew up to perch on the top. Gilbert scowled and wondered why the hell this bastard was that strong when all he did was eat tons of pasta, tomatoes and lay around almost all day.
Yao yelped as he barely managed to avoid getting punched in the face as he barely held Romano's other arm down. "Stop acting so immature, aru! If you calm down and try to do something with this car, we can keep going!"
"I know that, damn it! Just fucking let me go so I can try fix it!"
The two warily let go, both ready to block an attack to more... sensitive areas. Romano scowled and went and ripped open the hood of the car and checked the wires, engine and battery, occasionally lightly yanking on a wire. He mumbled various curses and insults in both English and Italian, but luckily didn't look like he was going to try kill anyone anymore.
Yao and Gilbert looked over his shoulder as he worked. Even Fleurette dared to go out of the car and Gilbird stopped sulking and flew over to perch on Gilbert's head to watch Romano with curiosity.
After 5 minutes Romano let out an aggravated sigh.
"Is everything alright," Fleurette asked, taking a cautious step back.
"... I'm hungry."
Yao grabbed the front of Romano's shirt and shook and his voice started to become a bit hysterical. "That doesn't have anything to do with this!"
Romano slapped the other's hands away. "I can't work when I'm hungry, damn it! Plus when I get angry, I get hungry, so it's not my fault, damn it!"
Gilbert resisted the urge to choke him. "But you're the one that decide to completely lose it!"
"It's your fucking fault somehow!"
"What!? I-"
Fleurette stomped her foot and shouted at the others. "GUYS, CUT IT OUT!" Fleurette flinched when the others turned to face her, still looking irritated.
"L-Look, this road still has a lot of cars coming by. We can try to hitchhike instead."
"That could work actually," Yao said as he turned to look at the various cars going past. There weren't a lot of cars, but there seemed to be at least 3 cars every 2 minutes.
Romano huffed. "Fine." He stomped over to the side of the road and stuck his arm out and his thumb up unenthusiastically.
When a car simply zoomed past without even slowing down, Romano screamed angrily at the driver and almost ran after but Gilbert held him back again.
"No one's going to pick you up if you look pissed off!" Gilbert paused and stared at Romano a bit.
"W-What the hell are you looking at?"
"... You actually look pretty cute, you just need to put on a biiiiiiiiig happy smile and get rid of that stupid scowl," he grinned as he poked the other's reddening cheek. That resulted with him getting headbutted in the stomach.
"Sh-shit, shouldn't that be seen as a complement!?"
"That didn't seem like a compliment at all," Yao muttered.
"I'm not like my brother, damn it! You fucking try then!"
Romano shoved Gilbert towards the road and he stomped back to the car and leaned against the side.
Show Some Leg! 4/?
anonymous
December 17 2009, 00:01:42 UTC
"Kesesese, watch and learn!"
Gilbert was more enthusiastic than Romano had been with his confident stance and awesome grin. Gilbird puffed his chest and tried to look cooler. But after the 5th car passed, their confident stance faltered and he sighed and made his way back to the car.
"I knew it! You couldn't get anyone either," Romano snickered.
"The people here are just too lame to realize how awesome I am," Gilbert bitterly mumbled.
"Well, you looked a bit suspicious in my opinion, aru..."
"Yeah. I'd probably try to run you over instead," Romano said, snickering. "Your turn, Yao."
"I refuse."
"What? Pitch in and help, damn it!"
"If you two failed, why should it work if I tried?"
Gilbert walked up to Yao and stared at him. "Hmm, well you kinda look like a cute chick, so- GEH!"
Yao kicked him in the same place Romano had headbutted him earlier. As he leaned against the car while cursing and clutching his stomach, Yao walked over to the side of the road. Gilbird tweeted anxiously and hopped off his owner's head and back on the top of the car. It was just one of those days where it wasn't safe to be perched on his head.
He wasn't as enthusiastic as Gilbert, but he wasn't as unenthusiastic as Romano. A few cars slowed down a little as they passed, but none stopped. After the 5th car passed by, he sighed and put his arm back down and turned to face the others.
"Aiya, it doesn't look like this is going to work-"
Fleurette sighed and sulked. By the looks of it, it really looked like they were going to have to walk to the meeting or find a bus stop.
Gilbert suddenly rose out of his pained kneeled over pose, which startled Romano and Fleurette, and dashed next to Yao.
"What are you-"
"I have an idea!"
"Aiya, what are you going to-- WHY ARE YOU TAKING OFF YOUR SHIRT!?"
Yao screeched as he tried to stop Gilbert's stripping and yank down his shirt.
Gilbert struggled and tried to push the other back. "Wait, wait, wait, all we need is some sex appeal-"
"You'll just make things worse!"
Romano rolled his eyes as the cars passing by sped up at the sight of the two fighting. "That bastard is ruining the plan. We'll be here forever."
"But it's good that he's trying, right," Fleurette remarked, giggling when Gilbert started swearing when the fighting cause his shirt to tear a bit.
"He'd be more helpful if he was shoved into the trunk," Romano stated dryly as he watched the fight slowly get more serious.
Even he thought Yao acted like a strange, old fart and that Gilbert could piss him off more than Ludwig and Alfred, he was surprised and slightly impressed to see the two fight. Gilbert had already gotten elbowed by him and kicked Yao easily today, but now he was swiftly dodging and blocking all of Yao's attacks. Plus Yao wasn't screeching like a enraged parrot while kicking blindly. He was silent and concentrated, trying hit Gilbert.
He almost wanted to rethink a few of the things he had thought about those two...
In the middle of fighting, Gilbert suddenly paused and looked at Fleurette with a wolfish grin on his face which cause both Romano and Fleurette to jolt.
"I have an awesome idea! Come over here for a second Fleur-" He was cut off when Yao kicked him rather hard on his back. "Oi, lay off for a minute, gramps! Can't you see I'm trying to do something?"
Yao huffed. "You let down your guard, aru."
"Well, it's a tie-"
"But I hit you-"
"-so fight's over." He completely ignored Yao's other objections and impatiently motioned over Fleurette.
Romano pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He took back what he thought when the two were fighting.
She sighed and reluctantly went over. She had a bad feeling about this. The same bad feeling she gets when Francis is prowling about.
Yao was about to walk back towards the car, but Gilbert grabbed his arm and Fleurette's and pulled them closer.
Re: Show Some Leg! 4/?
anonymous
December 18 2009, 04:37:45 UTC
I'm glad! I was kinda worried on how I was doing with that since I haven't seen those 4 ever interact with one another except for S. Italy and Prussia in some of the other fills here.
Plus I'm also worried about Seychelles character... I should check out some of the Gakuen Hetalia game scripts. e.e;
Re: Show Some Leg! 4/?
anonymous
December 23 2009, 18:54:16 UTC
This is so cute and funny! I love your Romano characterization especially, though Prussia is totally awesome too. One question, though. Why are you using Romano's nation name and everyone else's human name? Romano's human name is Lovino. It just seems really strange that you would go so far as to make up a name for Seychelles when you're still using Romano's nation name.
Otherwise, though, this is an awesome fic! Looking forward to seeing what happens next.
Show Some Leg! 5/?
anonymous
December 24 2009, 04:44:18 UTC
A/N: This anon fails and is very slow. She thought Romano AND Lovino were S. Italy's human name. Derp, derp, derp, derp. Fail. 8'D Erk, I don't want to suddenly switch to Lovino in the middle of this, so I'm going to stick with Romano. Grah, I want my edit button back, damn it. Sorry for such a slow update! I was lazing around during break. ;3;
"Come on, give it a shot, Fleur," Gilbert cheered while sitting on the hood of the car with Gilbird chirping and bouncing excitedly on his head. "Show some leg! Strike a sexy pose! Maybe show some cleava-"
"I can't do that," Fleurette screamed back with her hands nervously fiddling with the front of her muumuu dress Gilbert forced her to change into several minutes ago. She was going to wear it when she went to the meeting with Francis. Of course she couldn't bring herself to do those things to get a ride! Plus, if it did work, they'd probably get picked up by some pervert or pedophile. But since she was the only one with a dress on and the only female, Gilbert thought it'd be the 'awesomest' idea for her to take advantage of that and 'show some leg'.
Romano, who was now sitting on the ground and leaning back against the side of the car, scowled and glared at Gilbert, who was starting to try encourage the girl by wolf-whistling. "You're acting like a damn, creepy old man."
"Nah, that's Yao."
Romano looked around. "Anyway, what the hell did you do with him? You grabbed a bag out of trunk and dragged him past the fucking bushes and trees behind us while he was screaming. I'm surprised no one called the police, damn it!"
Gilbert smirked in response. "You'll see. He's the backup, remember? Gotta wait til the time is right."
"Of course I don't remember! You were planning those two without including me, you basta- Wait, backup...?"
Gilbert laughed as Romano's expression slowly went from confused to horrified as he began to realize what that meant.
"Y-You can't be serious," he stuttered. "There is no fucking way-- would he even-- ARE YOU INSANE!?"
"You just WISH you could've thought of such a awesome idea," Gilbert huffed and then he turned to look at Fleurette, who was still frozen to the stop and looking down while nervously wringing her hands together. "Just show some leg once! Come on!"
Fleurette, still looking downwards, stiffly moved on foot an inch in front of the other, tightly gripped the front of her dress and lifted it up only a centimeter. After one car drove past, she turned around and dashed towards Gilbert, despite his objections.
With one arm flailing and the other jabbing Gilbert's chest and her tanned cheeks red with embarrassment, Fleurette complained. "I can't do this! I don't care if we're stuck and have to walk the rest of the way! I can't do this! It's way too embarrassing!"
Gilbert sighed and lightly and quickly pat the top of her head a few times. "Er, no problem. Sorry." He wasn't used to apologizing at all, so his tone was a bit awkward and almost sounded like he was asking rather than stating something. He mentally cursed himself for sounding so uncool and blamed Ludwig for occasionally having a soft spot for kids. "We'll just go with plan B, 'kay?"
Fleurette pouted and crossed her arms. "But I really don't think Yao is going to do this. I mean, come on!"
Gilbert pointed at a bundle laying on the back seat in the car and grinned. "I don't think he has a choice."
Romano got up and looked at the bundle through the window. "... You took his fucking clothes."
"W-Woah, does that mean he's just sitting in some bushes naked or something!?"
"Pffft, no. He has his weird as hell panda and heart boxers on and a dress to wear."
Fleurette tilted her head slightly. "I didn't even know there were boxers like th-- WAIT, THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" She pointed at Yao's clothes in the car. "You should give it back! You shouldn't force him! We can try walk or find a bus stop!"
"Aiya, when I get my hands on Yung Soo, I'm going to strangle him..."
"Man, West is takin' foreeever... Plus Gilbird is gonna get hungry and I didn't bring anything to eat."
"Pip pip..."
"I hope Francis actually didn't forget about me... It's already bad enough that most people in the world don't even know I exist... I don't need to have other nations start forgetting who I am..."
"That's it. I'm getting hungry and I'm sick of waiting for that damn bastard to pick me up. Be back in a minute..."
Romano stormed away from the group.
Fleurette looked worried. "I don't know if he should just wander away like that..."
Gilbert grinned. "He'll be fine. He's probably just going to go and eat a bunch of crap anyway. Those Italy brothers are freaking black holes. It's amazing that they stay so cute and aren't obese..."
"I hope we don't have to find him if Antonio actually comes, aru..."
To the three nations' surprise, Romano returned in only about 7 minutes with a satisfied look on his face.
"I got us a car. So, do you guys want to wait for your idiot friends or do want to carpool?" Romano motioned his head towards a black sedan parked on the side of the road.
"Screw West, I've been waiting forever. Count me in," Gilbert said, already heading towards the car with Gilbird chirping cheerfully.
"Aiya, I've waited long enough for Yung Soo! I can't take it anymore! I'll go."
Fleurette laughed nervously. "I guess I have no choice. I'm not about to wait here by myself while you guys get to finally get outta here."
So the four nations tossed their bags into the trunk and got in. Romano was driving with Yao in the front while Fleurette and Gilbert were in the back. It took some arguing and force to make Gilbert sit in the back though.
They were now finally on the road. Yao checked the map he printed earlier and noted that they'd have to spend most of the ride on the freeway and that it'd take about 45 minutes.
"Hey, how did you get this car anyway," Fleurette asked.
"I borrowed it."
"You rented it?"
"No, I borrowed it."
Gilbert peeked around the front seats, noticed something and laughed. "You hotwired the car! There's no key! Didn't you know you had it in you!"
"Aiya! You're going to get us arrested!"
"It's a shitty car anyway and there wasn't any belongings in this car, so it'll be fine."
"DON'T JUST SAY THAT! Aiya! You can't just say things like that like it's going to be alright!"
"Just shut up and let me drive, it'll be fine."
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So the four nations tossed their bags into the trunk and got in. Romano was driving with Yao in the front while Fleurette and Gilbert were in the back. It took some arguing and force to make Gilbert sit in the back though.
They were now finally on the road. Yao checked the map he printed earlier and noted that they'd have to spend most of the ride on the freeway and that it'd take about an hour.
During 25 minutes, they argued on what radio station to listen to so they ended up turning it off. Also, Gilbert got bored and started singing '100 bottles of beer on the wall' and eventually Fleurette joined, so Yao screamed at them once they reached 80 bottles, which resulted in Romano screaming at all of them to shut up and almost caused them to crash when Romano took his eyes off the road.
But besides that incident, everything was just fine. They spent the next 5 minutes silent until Fleurette spoke up. She hated the awkward silence, especially with no music in the background.
"Hey, how did you get this car anyway," she asked.
"I borrowed it."
"You rented it?"
"No, I borrowed it."
Gilbert peeked around the front seats, noticed something and burst out laughing. "You hotwired the car! There's no key! Didn't you know you had it in you!"
"Aiya! You're going to get us arrested!"
"It's a shitty car anyway and there wasn't any belongings in this car, so it'll be fine."
"DON'T JUST SAY THAT! You can't just say things like that like it's going to be alright!"
"Just shut up and let me drive, it'll be fine," Romano growled and clutched the wheel tighter. "Or you can just walk."
"If we get caught driving a stolen car-- Why are you slowing down!?"
Romano slammed his fist on the dashboard. "I'm not slowing down on purpose! This damn thing is breaking down or something!"
He steered the car to the side of the road since the car's speed was rapidly dropping no matter what he did.
When they reached the side of the road, the car died.
Fleurette fidgeted in her seat. "... Uhhh, so what now?"
Gilbert seemed completely unfazed by the situation. "I'm sure Romano will be able to do something-"
However, said person had gotten out of the car and began to kick the side of the car while swearing loudly. "Work you fucking car! God damn it! This is probably that damn Anonio's fault and my stupid brother fault and that fucking potato bastard's fault! DAMN IT!"
"Never mind. We're screwed."
"... But why is he blaming other people for this?"
Yao slumped in his seat and with his hands over his face. "This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, everyone is insane, I don't know how this could get any worse..."
Gilbert pouted and kicked Yao's seat. "Don't have a heartattack, gramps."
"Just shut up, aru!"
They decided to just wait until Romano calmed down, or until his feet hurt too much for him to kick the car, and stopped abusing the poor thing. But Gilbert and Yao had to go out and hold him back when he was about the start headbutting the car instead. Fleurette decided to stay inside since she didn't want get torn apart by the rampaging Italian.
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"Just wait you bastards. After the meeting, I'll-"
Gilbert scoffed. "What? You'll slap me in the face with a face mustache and throw tomatoes at my house?"
"I'LL SEND THE GODDAMN MAFIA AFTER YOU OR SOMETHING!"
He cringed in pain when Romano roughly elbowed his side and headbutted his chin and almost escaped. The headbutt caused Gilbird, who was perched on his head the entire time, to fall off. He wasn't hurt, but angrily waddled towards the car and flew up to perch on the top. Gilbert scowled and wondered why the hell this bastard was that strong when all he did was eat tons of pasta, tomatoes and lay around almost all day.
Yao yelped as he barely managed to avoid getting punched in the face as he barely held Romano's other arm down. "Stop acting so immature, aru! If you calm down and try to do something with this car, we can keep going!"
"I know that, damn it! Just fucking let me go so I can try fix it!"
The two warily let go, both ready to block an attack to more... sensitive areas. Romano scowled and went and ripped open the hood of the car and checked the wires, engine and battery, occasionally lightly yanking on a wire. He mumbled various curses and insults in both English and Italian, but luckily didn't look like he was going to try kill anyone anymore.
Yao and Gilbert looked over his shoulder as he worked. Even Fleurette dared to go out of the car and Gilbird stopped sulking and flew over to perch on Gilbert's head to watch Romano with curiosity.
After 5 minutes Romano let out an aggravated sigh.
"Is everything alright," Fleurette asked, taking a cautious step back.
"... I'm hungry."
Yao grabbed the front of Romano's shirt and shook and his voice started to become a bit hysterical. "That doesn't have anything to do with this!"
Romano slapped the other's hands away. "I can't work when I'm hungry, damn it! Plus when I get angry, I get hungry, so it's not my fault, damn it!"
Gilbert resisted the urge to choke him. "But you're the one that decide to completely lose it!"
"It's your fucking fault somehow!"
"What!? I-"
Fleurette stomped her foot and shouted at the others. "GUYS, CUT IT OUT!" Fleurette flinched when the others turned to face her, still looking irritated.
"L-Look, this road still has a lot of cars coming by. We can try to hitchhike instead."
"That could work actually," Yao said as he turned to look at the various cars going past. There weren't a lot of cars, but there seemed to be at least 3 cars every 2 minutes.
Romano huffed. "Fine." He stomped over to the side of the road and stuck his arm out and his thumb up unenthusiastically.
When a car simply zoomed past without even slowing down, Romano screamed angrily at the driver and almost ran after but Gilbert held him back again.
"No one's going to pick you up if you look pissed off!" Gilbert paused and stared at Romano a bit.
"W-What the hell are you looking at?"
"... You actually look pretty cute, you just need to put on a biiiiiiiiig happy smile and get rid of that stupid scowl," he grinned as he poked the other's reddening cheek. That resulted with him getting headbutted in the stomach.
"Sh-shit, shouldn't that be seen as a complement!?"
"That didn't seem like a compliment at all," Yao muttered.
"I'm not like my brother, damn it! You fucking try then!"
Romano shoved Gilbert towards the road and he stomped back to the car and leaned against the side.
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Gilbert was more enthusiastic than Romano had been with his confident stance and awesome grin. Gilbird puffed his chest and tried to look cooler. But after the 5th car passed, their confident stance faltered and he sighed and made his way back to the car.
"I knew it! You couldn't get anyone either," Romano snickered.
"The people here are just too lame to realize how awesome I am," Gilbert bitterly mumbled.
"Well, you looked a bit suspicious in my opinion, aru..."
"Yeah. I'd probably try to run you over instead," Romano said, snickering. "Your turn, Yao."
"I refuse."
"What? Pitch in and help, damn it!"
"If you two failed, why should it work if I tried?"
Gilbert walked up to Yao and stared at him. "Hmm, well you kinda look like a cute chick, so- GEH!"
Yao kicked him in the same place Romano had headbutted him earlier. As he leaned against the car while cursing and clutching his stomach, Yao walked over to the side of the road. Gilbird tweeted anxiously and hopped off his owner's head and back on the top of the car. It was just one of those days where it wasn't safe to be perched on his head.
He wasn't as enthusiastic as Gilbert, but he wasn't as unenthusiastic as Romano. A few cars slowed down a little as they passed, but none stopped. After the 5th car passed by, he sighed and put his arm back down and turned to face the others.
"Aiya, it doesn't look like this is going to work-"
Fleurette sighed and sulked. By the looks of it, it really looked like they were going to have to walk to the meeting or find a bus stop.
Gilbert suddenly rose out of his pained kneeled over pose, which startled Romano and Fleurette, and dashed next to Yao.
"What are you-"
"I have an idea!"
"Aiya, what are you going to-- WHY ARE YOU TAKING OFF YOUR SHIRT!?"
Yao screeched as he tried to stop Gilbert's stripping and yank down his shirt.
Gilbert struggled and tried to push the other back. "Wait, wait, wait, all we need is some sex appeal-"
"You'll just make things worse!"
Romano rolled his eyes as the cars passing by sped up at the sight of the two fighting. "That bastard is ruining the plan. We'll be here forever."
"But it's good that he's trying, right," Fleurette remarked, giggling when Gilbert started swearing when the fighting cause his shirt to tear a bit.
"He'd be more helpful if he was shoved into the trunk," Romano stated dryly as he watched the fight slowly get more serious.
Even he thought Yao acted like a strange, old fart and that Gilbert could piss him off more than Ludwig and Alfred, he was surprised and slightly impressed to see the two fight. Gilbert had already gotten elbowed by him and kicked Yao easily today, but now he was swiftly dodging and blocking all of Yao's attacks. Plus Yao wasn't screeching like a enraged parrot while kicking blindly. He was silent and concentrated, trying hit Gilbert.
He almost wanted to rethink a few of the things he had thought about those two...
In the middle of fighting, Gilbert suddenly paused and looked at Fleurette with a wolfish grin on his face which cause both Romano and Fleurette to jolt.
"I have an awesome idea! Come over here for a second Fleur-" He was cut off when Yao kicked him rather hard on his back. "Oi, lay off for a minute, gramps! Can't you see I'm trying to do something?"
Yao huffed. "You let down your guard, aru."
"Well, it's a tie-"
"But I hit you-"
"-so fight's over." He completely ignored Yao's other objections and impatiently motioned over Fleurette.
Romano pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He took back what he thought when the two were fighting.
She sighed and reluctantly went over. She had a bad feeling about this. The same bad feeling she gets when Francis is prowling about.
Yao was about to walk back towards the car, but Gilbert grabbed his arm and Fleurette's and pulled them closer.
"Okay, so here's the plan..."
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Working on the next part right now!
... But I feel really bad, because I've been neglecting another big fill I've been working on before. X_X;
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Plus I'm also worried about Seychelles character... I should check out some of the Gakuen Hetalia game scripts. e.e;
I'd stop for a shirtless Gilbert too. 8'D
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Otherwise, though, this is an awesome fic! Looking forward to seeing what happens next.
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I want my edit button back...
But I'm glad you like it!
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Sorry for such a slow update! I was lazing around during break. ;3;
"Come on, give it a shot, Fleur," Gilbert cheered while sitting on the hood of the car with Gilbird chirping and bouncing excitedly on his head. "Show some leg! Strike a sexy pose! Maybe show some cleava-"
"I can't do that," Fleurette screamed back with her hands nervously fiddling with the front of her muumuu dress Gilbert forced her to change into several minutes ago. She was going to wear it when she went to the meeting with Francis. Of course she couldn't bring herself to do those things to get a ride! Plus, if it did work, they'd probably get picked up by some pervert or pedophile. But since she was the only one with a dress on and the only female, Gilbert thought it'd be the 'awesomest' idea for her to take advantage of that and 'show some leg'.
Romano, who was now sitting on the ground and leaning back against the side of the car, scowled and glared at Gilbert, who was starting to try encourage the girl by wolf-whistling. "You're acting like a damn, creepy old man."
"Nah, that's Yao."
Romano looked around. "Anyway, what the hell did you do with him? You grabbed a bag out of trunk and dragged him past the fucking bushes and trees behind us while he was screaming. I'm surprised no one called the police, damn it!"
Gilbert smirked in response. "You'll see. He's the backup, remember? Gotta wait til the time is right."
"Of course I don't remember! You were planning those two without including me, you basta- Wait, backup...?"
Gilbert laughed as Romano's expression slowly went from confused to horrified as he began to realize what that meant.
"Y-You can't be serious," he stuttered. "There is no fucking way-- would he even-- ARE YOU INSANE!?"
"You just WISH you could've thought of such a awesome idea," Gilbert huffed and then he turned to look at Fleurette, who was still frozen to the stop and looking down while nervously wringing her hands together. "Just show some leg once! Come on!"
Fleurette, still looking downwards, stiffly moved on foot an inch in front of the other, tightly gripped the front of her dress and lifted it up only a centimeter. After one car drove past, she turned around and dashed towards Gilbert, despite his objections.
With one arm flailing and the other jabbing Gilbert's chest and her tanned cheeks red with embarrassment, Fleurette complained. "I can't do this! I don't care if we're stuck and have to walk the rest of the way! I can't do this! It's way too embarrassing!"
Gilbert sighed and lightly and quickly pat the top of her head a few times. "Er, no problem. Sorry." He wasn't used to apologizing at all, so his tone was a bit awkward and almost sounded like he was asking rather than stating something. He mentally cursed himself for sounding so uncool and blamed Ludwig for occasionally having a soft spot for kids. "We'll just go with plan B, 'kay?"
Fleurette pouted and crossed her arms. "But I really don't think Yao is going to do this. I mean, come on!"
Gilbert pointed at a bundle laying on the back seat in the car and grinned. "I don't think he has a choice."
Romano got up and looked at the bundle through the window. "... You took his fucking clothes."
"W-Woah, does that mean he's just sitting in some bushes naked or something!?"
"Pffft, no. He has his weird as hell panda and heart boxers on and a dress to wear."
Fleurette tilted her head slightly. "I didn't even know there were boxers like th-- WAIT, THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" She pointed at Yao's clothes in the car. "You should give it back! You shouldn't force him! We can try walk or find a bus stop!"
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