The road to hell is paved with good intentions [1/?]
anonymous
February 20 2010, 18:33:27 UTC
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Australia secretly hates America.
James [1] doesn’t understand what makes America so special to England. America wasn’t the only ‘new land’ England discovered. James prided himself for being large and located close to the spice-producing goldmine that was Southeast Asia (especially that laidback tanned teenage boy Indonesia and his ambitious, obnoxious curly-haired little brother Malaysia [2]).
His people speak in an accent closer to Arthur’s, not like America’s people who thoroughly butcher it. James stayed with Arthur way, way longer than that ungrateful brat America, hoping he would be noticed and appreciated and loved, until his people gave him no choice but to let go of Arthur in 1986.
Yet Arthur directed most of his affections to America, and sent mostly his criminals to Australia. And that too, only happened after America was no longer the British Empire’s penal colony due to the revolution.
In fact, Australia absolutely abhors that someone above was so mean and made England discover America first, because Australia’s history is so, so similar [3]…if only England found him first…he wouldn’t have the be the replacement, forever running after that back, attempting the impossible to capture that smile…
(Which had been reserved for someone who cast it aside and trampled all over it.)
James scowls. What-ifs never do anyone any good. However, when James noticed, one fine UN meeting where James could see the face of his adored, that America was in love with Arthur, he couldn’t help but think: this is my revenge.
“I don’t think that is wise,” New Zealand, the closest Caucasian brother James had in the region, separated by a relatively narrow body of water, tightens his hug around the pet sheep he keeps bringing around. [4]
“I don’t want to be a part of this,” Singapore quips and straightens her business suit. Australia hates the bespectacled petite girl’s stiff arrogance and the Asian-tinted language she’s mangled Arthur’s beautiful language to, Singlish, with the ‘lah’ and ‘meh’ added unnecessarily to the end of sentences.
Australia’s scowl deepens. “You’re too chummy with America.”
“Don’t be a hypocrite, lah.” Singapore frowns at the imaginary dirt on her red-painted nails and wipes them. Red for PRC, or for the former British Empire, James isn’t sure. “You’re ‘buddy buddy’ with America too, no? What’s with that Free Trade Agreement…and if I recall correctly, didn’t you beg America for protection in 1942?” She raises one thick brow, a trait most commonwealth nations share.
James turns red. “T-that’s because I didn’t want to trouble Arthur anymore! If I’m going to trouble anyone, might as well trouble someone I dislike, no?” He replies indignantly. “Anyways, who’s in?” The chocolate-haired nation continues.
“I’m in!” Malaysia smirks, and directs a heated glare to his former wife. Singapore pushes her spectacles up the bridge of her button nose and ignores him.
The rest of the union of fifty-four nations (sans United Kingdom, of course, and Canada, whom James knows is too loyal to America, his twin brother) in the unofficial meeting, whom James had shared his grand plan to, is quiet. Or James thinks so, before he sees movements on Brunei Darussalam’s lips. “…Brunei, I’ll need you to speak up.”
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Meep…sorry for the OCs!
1. From James Cook, of course. Australia’s character design: 2. ASEAN OCs are mostly from http://community.livejournal.com/hutan_bulan/1537.html#cutid1 Check it out! You’ll fall in love with them XD (I prefer a female Singapore, though…=D) 3. All I can say is: check wikipedia. 4. New Zealand is sort of Australia’s ‘Canada’.
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Australia secretly hates America.
James [1] doesn’t understand what makes America so special to England. America wasn’t the only ‘new land’ England discovered. James prided himself for being large and located close to the spice-producing goldmine that was Southeast Asia (especially that laidback tanned teenage boy Indonesia and his ambitious, obnoxious curly-haired little brother Malaysia [2]).
His people speak in an accent closer to Arthur’s, not like America’s people who thoroughly butcher it. James stayed with Arthur way, way longer than that ungrateful brat America, hoping he would be noticed and appreciated and loved, until his people gave him no choice but to let go of Arthur in 1986.
Yet Arthur directed most of his affections to America, and sent mostly his criminals to Australia. And that too, only happened after America was no longer the British Empire’s penal colony due to the revolution.
In fact, Australia absolutely abhors that someone above was so mean and made England discover America first, because Australia’s history is so, so similar [3]…if only England found him first…he wouldn’t have the be the replacement, forever running after that back, attempting the impossible to capture that smile…
(Which had been reserved for someone who cast it aside and trampled all over it.)
James scowls. What-ifs never do anyone any good. However, when James noticed, one fine UN meeting where James could see the face of his adored, that America was in love with Arthur, he couldn’t help but think: this is my revenge.
“I don’t think that is wise,” New Zealand, the closest Caucasian brother James had in the region, separated by a relatively narrow body of water, tightens his hug around the pet sheep he keeps bringing around. [4]
“I don’t want to be a part of this,” Singapore quips and straightens her business suit. Australia hates the bespectacled petite girl’s stiff arrogance and the Asian-tinted language she’s mangled Arthur’s beautiful language to, Singlish, with the ‘lah’ and ‘meh’ added unnecessarily to the end of sentences.
Australia’s scowl deepens. “You’re too chummy with America.”
“Don’t be a hypocrite, lah.” Singapore frowns at the imaginary dirt on her red-painted nails and wipes them. Red for PRC, or for the former British Empire, James isn’t sure. “You’re ‘buddy buddy’ with America too, no? What’s with that Free Trade Agreement…and if I recall correctly, didn’t you beg America for protection in 1942?” She raises one thick brow, a trait most commonwealth nations share.
James turns red. “T-that’s because I didn’t want to trouble Arthur anymore! If I’m going to trouble anyone, might as well trouble someone I dislike, no?” He replies indignantly. “Anyways, who’s in?” The chocolate-haired nation continues.
“I’m in!” Malaysia smirks, and directs a heated glare to his former wife. Singapore pushes her spectacles up the bridge of her button nose and ignores him.
The rest of the union of fifty-four nations (sans United Kingdom, of course, and Canada, whom James knows is too loyal to America, his twin brother) in the unofficial meeting, whom James had shared his grand plan to, is quiet. Or James thinks so, before he sees movements on Brunei Darussalam’s lips. “…Brunei, I’ll need you to speak up.”
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Meep…sorry for the OCs!
1. From James Cook, of course. Australia’s character design:
2. ASEAN OCs are mostly from http://community.livejournal.com/hutan_bulan/1537.html#cutid1
Check it out! You’ll fall in love with them XD (I prefer a female Singapore, though…=D)
3. All I can say is: check wikipedia.
4. New Zealand is sort of Australia’s ‘Canada’.
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