For Roses Have Thorns (2)
anonymous
February 15 2010, 15:48:46 UTC
"There, done!"
Vichy just hung like a limp pillow in his Master's arms as he was dried off and wrapped in a terribly soft and comfortable robe. He stared at the cabinet the robe had come from. Everything was so - colorful!"
And then, he was taken to the bed.
The oh-so-warm, soft and springy bed, with it's tastefully colorful bed-covers that his body yearned for, and -
Vichy closed his eyes as Germany gently tucked him in, and then climbed in besides him on the bed.
He was - He was supposed to sleep with his captor? As in actually - sleep in the same bed with?
And almost the worst thing was - his body was trying to inch toward the familiar (Why familiar? Why?) warmth that Germany's body provided. The scent was strangely comforting, too, and whispered of pleasure and loneliness assuaged -
This was madness.
He was going insane, if he hadn't gone into the dark twisted woods already that is, and -
Vichy nearly screamed as something warm and wet bounced up on the bed and onto his neck.
"Arf! Woooofffff, oof oof oooof...!
"Francis, Francis, it is just Blackie!"
'Blackie' turned out to be a black mutt of indiscriminate parentage and over-large ears, who looked at him with the look pets reserve for the times when they think their people are nuts. And then it whined at him, nuzzling.
"...Francis. Is...anything wrong?"
Germany asked, hesitantly, from the other side of the bed, except that that was all wrong, too - From when did the Third Reich hesitate about anything?
Vichy frantically shook his head, and then paused. What had Germany just called him?
Re: For Roses Have Thorns (2)
anonymous
February 15 2010, 16:20:43 UTC
Oh, this is really interesting. Good idea and good writing, can't wait to see Vichy interact more with Germany and Germany realizing how terrifying he is in Vichy's eyes...
Re: For Roses Have Thorns (2)
anonymous
February 15 2010, 16:56:41 UTC
My oh my...I have never really dwelled much on this pairing(kinda lacks good fic about 'em) but the plot and heck! Just readin the 1st chapter's already making me impatient for the next~ I can't wait for your next update!
Are you gonna add flashback's about how they got together? And is this mental or physical(cause it would really suck for france to go through all that hell once again)?
Re: For Roses Have Thorns (2)
anonymous
February 15 2010, 19:38:16 UTC
Much love for this fill existing at all (there will never, ever, ever be enough France/Germany on this meme), but I have a question: are you intending for Vichy to be France? In that case, it is odd for him to be thinking of himself by a contemporary (to us) name for the state he represents. I, at least, found the different name for the same character to be somewhat distracting as I read.
Vichy just hung like a limp pillow in his Master's arms as he was dried off and wrapped in a terribly soft and comfortable robe. He stared at the cabinet the robe had come from. Everything was so - colorful!"
And then, he was taken to the bed.
The oh-so-warm, soft and springy bed, with it's tastefully colorful bed-covers that his body yearned for, and -
Vichy closed his eyes as Germany gently tucked him in, and then climbed in besides him on the bed.
He was - He was supposed to sleep with his captor? As in actually - sleep in the same bed with?
And almost the worst thing was - his body was trying to inch toward the familiar (Why familiar? Why?) warmth that Germany's body provided. The scent was strangely comforting, too, and whispered of pleasure and loneliness assuaged -
This was madness.
He was going insane, if he hadn't gone into the dark twisted woods already that is, and -
Vichy nearly screamed as something warm and wet bounced up on the bed and onto his neck.
"Arf! Woooofffff, oof oof oooof...!
"Francis, Francis, it is just Blackie!"
'Blackie' turned out to be a black mutt of indiscriminate parentage and over-large ears, who looked at him with the look pets reserve for the times when they think their people are nuts. And then it whined at him, nuzzling.
"...Francis. Is...anything wrong?"
Germany asked, hesitantly, from the other side of the bed, except that that was all wrong, too - From when did the Third Reich hesitate about anything?
Vichy frantically shook his head, and then paused. What had Germany just called him?
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That will all be covered later in the story, I hope...please stay tuned!
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Are you gonna add flashback's about how they got together? And is this mental or physical(cause it would really suck for france to go through all that hell once again)?
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I'm trying not to spoiler the plot, so...
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And may I mention that constantly referring to Germany as "Third Reich" is embarassingly hot? =O_O=
my mom had a mutt named Blackie once. weirdXD
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Thank you!
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NEED LIKE FURIOUS BURNING
GOOD JOB ANON ILU
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