My Alfred 4b/12
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February 28 2010, 01:46:02 UTC
At that point Liechtenstein got too scared and scurried off. Alfred sighed but didn’t blame her, Russia was being weird again. But at this point he was kind of getting used to it so he just rolled his eyes and sighed before he assured her, “Whatever, I didn’t say that anyone was.”
She smiled and said, “That’s very good.” At some point they were going to have to address the fact that she did not appreciate how flippant he was about relationships, but one thing at a time.
“Right, anyway are you ready for this meeting thing?” She probably was, Russia always seemed ready for everything that happened.
Ivana nodded and gestured towards where the meeting room was, “I am, shall we go there now?” If they got in there now she wouldn’t need to worry about him talking to anyone else where she couldn’t see them.
He nodded, “Alright.”
They made their way to the meeting room and the presentation began. Germany did take the lead and the men did seem to be slowly being convinced but it ran longer than they had planned and by ten o’clock things were finally wrapping up. It took another fifteen minutes before it ended. America frowned in annoyance as they walked out, Ivana noticed and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I thought that the meeting was going to wrap up soon enough for me to get home tonight.” He really wanted to fall asleep in his own bed, in his own house.
“I’m glad you’re staying here.” For more reasons than he imagined, her plan would have failed if he had left. She would have to remember to thank Germany for being so stubborn about that one point about emissions even though at the time she had wanted to fall asleep where she stood.
He frowned and then sighed, “That makes one of us. Let me call Jared, he’s probably already planned for this, he plans for everything.”
“I’m glad you have someone to take care of you.” Goodness knows that if no one did Alfred would never arrive anywhere on time.
Alfred tried to figure out if that was an insult or not before shrugging and dialing his phone and calling Jared. He was not surprised to learn that a room had already been booked for him and his normal away bag had been packed for him. When he hung up they went to get something to eat. They ate their late dinner together, he occasionally told her to go away but didn’t try to run, she was sure that he knew better than to do so after making her so jealous.
Unaware of anything that was flying through Russia’s mind he bid her goodnight and retreated back to his room. He pulled his DS out of his bag; Jared had even put it in the same pocket as he always did when he packed himself. After about twenty minutes of playing, he could sleep tomorrow in the car; he heard a knock on his door and paused the game before getting up to answer it. Ivana was standing in the hallway wearing a black silk nightdress that barely reached midthigh and nothing else. The contrast of it against her pale skin and hair was beautiful and it was a great effort for him to keep his eyes on her face because damn it he wasn’t going to be a pervert, heroes were not perverts! She walked, no she prowled, closer to him and he took several steps back, the process continued until she was inside. She closed the door behind herself and then stalked nearer to him, a dangerous grin on her face. He gave a nervous grin and asked, “Hey Ivana, what are you doing wearing that thing?”
She cocked her head and licked her lips before asking, “You like it? I’m wearing it just for you.”
She smiled and said, “That’s very good.” At some point they were going to have to address the fact that she did not appreciate how flippant he was about relationships, but one thing at a time.
“Right, anyway are you ready for this meeting thing?” She probably was, Russia always seemed ready for everything that happened.
Ivana nodded and gestured towards where the meeting room was, “I am, shall we go there now?” If they got in there now she wouldn’t need to worry about him talking to anyone else where she couldn’t see them.
He nodded, “Alright.”
They made their way to the meeting room and the presentation began. Germany did take the lead and the men did seem to be slowly being convinced but it ran longer than they had planned and by ten o’clock things were finally wrapping up. It took another fifteen minutes before it ended. America frowned in annoyance as they walked out, Ivana noticed and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I thought that the meeting was going to wrap up soon enough for me to get home tonight.” He really wanted to fall asleep in his own bed, in his own house.
“I’m glad you’re staying here.” For more reasons than he imagined, her plan would have failed if he had left. She would have to remember to thank Germany for being so stubborn about that one point about emissions even though at the time she had wanted to fall asleep where she stood.
He frowned and then sighed, “That makes one of us. Let me call Jared, he’s probably already planned for this, he plans for everything.”
“I’m glad you have someone to take care of you.” Goodness knows that if no one did Alfred would never arrive anywhere on time.
Alfred tried to figure out if that was an insult or not before shrugging and dialing his phone and calling Jared. He was not surprised to learn that a room had already been booked for him and his normal away bag had been packed for him. When he hung up they went to get something to eat. They ate their late dinner together, he occasionally told her to go away but didn’t try to run, she was sure that he knew better than to do so after making her so jealous.
Unaware of anything that was flying through Russia’s mind he bid her goodnight and retreated back to his room. He pulled his DS out of his bag; Jared had even put it in the same pocket as he always did when he packed himself. After about twenty minutes of playing, he could sleep tomorrow in the car; he heard a knock on his door and paused the game before getting up to answer it. Ivana was standing in the hallway wearing a black silk nightdress that barely reached midthigh and nothing else. The contrast of it against her pale skin and hair was beautiful and it was a great effort for him to keep his eyes on her face because damn it he wasn’t going to be a pervert, heroes were not perverts! She walked, no she prowled, closer to him and he took several steps back, the process continued until she was inside. She closed the door behind herself and then stalked nearer to him, a dangerous grin on her face. He gave a nervous grin and asked, “Hey Ivana, what are you doing wearing that thing?”
She cocked her head and licked her lips before asking, “You like it? I’m wearing it just for you.”
He stuttered, “Oh, um. It’s nice.”
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