You Could At Least Use Proper Grammar, Twit (1/?)
anonymous
January 7 2010, 09:45:53 UTC
Anon apologizes for not sticking completely to the request...as well as the badly-used texting language. I was going for authenticity. ;A;
~~~~~~~ Late Friday evening, Alfred put down his Wii-mote to grab at his iPhone, quickly sending a message to Kiku:
“Just saw news about new Zelda game. Whens it come out?” It took Kiku a few minutes, but the response was:
“Sometime this year. Played a demo. Looks amazing.”
Alfred grinned to himself and took a swig off of his half-gone energy drink before sending yet another text.
“As good as Twilight Princess?”
“Hai <3”
“I dont believe you. The last one was fuckin rad!”
Kiku ended up sending Alfred the link to the magazine article with the inside scoop on the new Zelda game, which the blonde nation devoured in a fangasm-induced frenzy.
Elsewhere, Arthur was sitting at home, alone, and watching old re-runs of Who’s Line is it Anyway? when he heard his phone vibrate from the kitchen. Heaving himself out of his armchair, he walked through the hallway to see a text message from Alfred. It read:
“I fuckin love you, man. Have my babies. Srsly.”
Arthur stared at his phone. He re-read the message a few times, looked at the sender’s name. While he internally debated himself over whether to reply or not, the phone vibrated again:
“You blow my mind.”
Arthur held the phone in his hand, reading the words over and over as he made his way back into the living room, sure that he would go weak in the knees before ever making it back to the chair. (Truth be told, he did bump into a door frame, but it resulted in only minor bruising.) As Arthur sank down into the chair, he wondered whether he should call Alfred…
While he himself never would have made a love confession via text, the Briton didn’t put it past Alfred, nor did it surprise him that the boy’s declaration was…unorthodox. Not to mention slightly insulting. ‘As if I could have the tosser’s children,’ he snorted to himself. ‘We must have skipped that talk…’
“I cant wait to see you in the next meeting so we can talk about it more!”
‘I’m too old for this,’ Arthur sighed, deciding not to text back. His heart pounded, his head ached, and he knew that it would only be a matter of time before the boy bounded into the house, impatient and demanding to be snogged to within an inch of his life….not that Arthur would oblige him. Most definitely not.
Re: You Could At Least Use Proper Grammar, Twit (1/?)
anonymous
January 7 2010, 15:10:51 UTC
OP HERE!!! OMG THANKYOU THIS IS SOOO GOOD!!! Lol that conversation with Japan is freaking hilarious, and I love how England is understated in being outright happy with the confession. Very in character I think. This is just great, keep going!!
Re: You Could At Least Use Proper Grammar, Twit (1/?)
anonymous
January 7 2010, 20:55:00 UTC
Alfred is definitely going to wonder why Arthur is acting so funny at the meeting. XD Please do continue this fill, anon! It's very interesting so far!
Re: You Could At Least Use Proper Grammar, Twit (1/?)
anonymous
January 26 2010, 16:47:43 UTC
OMG I WANT MORE. NOW. AS SOON AS POSSIBLE AND AS LONG AS POSSIBLE
I LOL'd imagining Al saying "I fucking love you man. Have my babies. Srsly" XDXDXDXD Specially to Kiku!! It's oddly cute, to see friendships between the nations ^^
~~~~~~~
Late Friday evening, Alfred put down his Wii-mote to grab at his iPhone, quickly sending a message to Kiku:
“Just saw news about new Zelda game. Whens it come out?”
It took Kiku a few minutes, but the response was:
“Sometime this year. Played a demo. Looks amazing.”
Alfred grinned to himself and took a swig off of his half-gone energy drink before sending yet another text.
“As good as Twilight Princess?”
“Hai <3”
“I dont believe you. The last one was fuckin rad!”
Kiku ended up sending Alfred the link to the magazine article with the inside scoop on the new Zelda game, which the blonde nation devoured in a fangasm-induced frenzy.
Elsewhere, Arthur was sitting at home, alone, and watching old re-runs of Who’s Line is it Anyway? when he heard his phone vibrate from the kitchen. Heaving himself out of his armchair, he walked through the hallway to see a text message from Alfred. It read:
“I fuckin love you, man. Have my babies. Srsly.”
Arthur stared at his phone. He re-read the message a few times, looked at the sender’s name. While he internally debated himself over whether to reply or not, the phone vibrated again:
“You blow my mind.”
Arthur held the phone in his hand, reading the words over and over as he made his way back into the living room, sure that he would go weak in the knees before ever making it back to the chair. (Truth be told, he did bump into a door frame, but it resulted in only minor bruising.) As Arthur sank down into the chair, he wondered whether he should call Alfred…
While he himself never would have made a love confession via text, the Briton didn’t put it past Alfred, nor did it surprise him that the boy’s declaration was…unorthodox. Not to mention slightly insulting. ‘As if I could have the tosser’s children,’ he snorted to himself. ‘We must have skipped that talk…’
“I cant wait to see you in the next meeting so we can talk about it more!”
‘I’m too old for this,’ Arthur sighed, deciding not to text back. His heart pounded, his head ached, and he knew that it would only be a matter of time before the boy bounded into the house, impatient and demanding to be snogged to within an inch of his life….not that Arthur would oblige him. Most definitely not.
Well, alright. He might tackle Alfred just a tad.
~~~
Awkwardness ensuuuuuues. XD
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I can't wait for you to continue~
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I LOL'd imagining Al saying "I fucking love you man. Have my babies. Srsly" XDXDXDXD Specially to Kiku!! It's oddly cute, to see friendships between the nations ^^
This looks awesome, authoranon
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I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting...but there will be more. I just don't...know when. >.>
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Sorry it's taken me so long. Y.Y
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/11813.html?thread=31018789#t31018789
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