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!"
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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