Ah Hell, we've been figured out. [1a/probably not gonna continue idk]
anonymous
February 21 2010, 03:13:21 UTC
lol what the fuck is this
Timmy groaned, leaning back into his chair in exhaustion. Wanda floated from her hopeless husband, Cosmo, to Timmy concerned.
"Ohh, what's wrong sport?" She asked and Timmy only sighed again, bouncing his head back up from hanging over his chair.
"My history homework. It's harddd. Can you guys bring in someone who can help me with his?" Cosmo, having been distracted beforehand with a paddle ball, had flown in. "Ooh, ooh, I can do that!" He happily announced and lifted his wand even more so in the air. The star on the wand glowed a bright yellow and a purple puff of smoke had exploded from thin air.
In the smoke.. Was a nineteen-year-old. He had on a bomber jacket with a military uniform under it, coughing madly into his elbow. Wanda's eyes grew and she turned to Cosmo, shaking him back and forth, demanding why he would do something that stupid! The man had stopped coughing and looked at the two faeries fight. He laughed.
"They look like Germany and Romano arguing!" He happily said. Timmy blinked, shook his head and called the attention of the adult. "Hey! You!" "Hmm? What's up?" The man had put a big grin on now. "I need your help on my American history homework." He said, pointing down at the worksheet with both of his hands. The man was about to respond when a cry for a boy was heard from downstairs.
"Timmy!!~" "Oh no they're here! Hey uh, you, hide in the closet for a while, okay?" He asked, pushing the older man in the closet. "But I -" "Thanks!" He slammed the door in his face and, Wanda and Cosmo having already turned back into goldfish by magic, Timmy's parents had burst into the room. Both had too-happy grins on. "Uh, hey guys!" Timmy said, sweating bullets. He looked like he was hiding something. Thankfully, his parents were too oblivious to notice. "What's up?" "Oh, nothing son," Timmy's father had begun. "We just wanted to let you know that your mother and I are going to a disco!" He said and, almost like they practiced, they tore off their clothes and disco clothes from the '70s were shown. How the hell did they keep those hidden under their top layer?! the man in the closet wondered.
"And as you know," his mother had said. "Vicki will be babysitting you! She's stuck in traffic though, so you'll be okay being alone for a few minutes, right Timmy?" She asked and he nodded. "Of course!" "All right son! See you tomorrow morning!" His farther ended and the two left the room dancing to inaudible disco music, the door automatically closing behind them.
The goldfish had popped back out of their fishbowl and transformed back into the faeries and the man had walked out of the closet, brushing dust off his jacket. "What's with those two?" He asked, pointing to the door, referring to his parents. Timmy brushed i aside. "Long story. Anyway, let's make it with the homework!"
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The man, whose name was Alfred F. Jones Timmy had found out, shook his head. "Your teacher is feeding you kids bull." Timmy blinked confused. "What bull?" Wanda interrupted. "He means he's lying." She turned back to Alfred. "Remember you, he's only 10." "Yeah yeah yeah, I got it." He brushed Wanda aside and picked up the worksheet. "Anyway, this worksheet is a total lie. I mean, listen: 'True or True: After America had bombed England in the Revolutionary War, they then went on to create the first computer and fix global warming'?" he asked, looking at the kid with a doubtful look. Timmy only shrugged. Alfred sighed and tossed the paper back on the desk, grabbing a pen and a blank piece of paper and scribbled something, folded it up and handed it to Timmy.
"Give that to your teacher tomorrow. And you two," he turned to Cosmo and Wanda. "Make sure that he doesn't try to sneak a peek, okay?" "Okay sir!" Cosmo saluted and Wanda sighed. "Timmy are you good?" Sure, I guess." Timmy shrugged. "All right. Thank you Alfred and I'm sorry for dragging you out here." "Oh it's no big deal!" He brushed aside and Wanda lifted her want, the star glowing a bright yellow and in another puff of purple smoke, Alfred had left the room.
Ah Hell, we've been figured out. [1b/probably not gonna continue idk]
anonymous
February 21 2010, 03:14:11 UTC
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"Haha, you guys won't believe where I was just now!"
"Hmm? where?" *sip*
"This kid who had faeries as godparents had poofed me into his room to help him with some history homework!"
"*spit-take* What?!"
"I know right? But anyway, that kid's teacher is a total idiot. He said that after I bombed you after I got independence, I went to make the first computer and fix global warming. I mean, sure I'm the Hero and everything, but I'm not God!"
"Mmm-hmm. What were the faerie's names?"
"Cosmo and Wanda. I swear, when I first got there, those two fought like Germany and Romano do! It's was funny! Anyway, I gotta go. See ya later, England!"
Author!anon laughs
anonymous
February 21 2010, 03:51:35 UTC
lol It's fine can you get off my legs now i can't walk
LOL Knowing me, I'd end up finishing it anyway so it's no big deal. Besides, I already have a mini-plot in my head and God dammit it's STUCK IN THERE. DX
Re: Ah Hell, we've been figured out. [1b/probably not gonna continue idk]
anonymous
February 21 2010, 04:49:16 UTC
I cant breathe!!! im laughing to hard!!!!
THE PAPER whats on the paper!!!!!!!! Oh, please update anon you have me too curious!!! Haha of course Cosmo would incorporate "bring me someone to help with american history" to "bring me my nation to help me with american history" plus the true/true thing killed me. Am i sensing Ger/Roma with the constant comparisons? lol
This is brilliant anon now excuse me while i go watch every episode of the Fairly Odd Parents and try to incorporate Hetalia into it...
captcha: "wrestle the" D8 bwa? wrestle who captcha? be more specific
Timmy groaned, leaning back into his chair in exhaustion. Wanda floated from her hopeless husband, Cosmo, to Timmy concerned.
"Ohh, what's wrong sport?" She asked and Timmy only sighed again, bouncing his head back up from hanging over his chair.
"My history homework. It's harddd. Can you guys bring in someone who can help me with his?" Cosmo, having been distracted beforehand with a paddle ball, had flown in. "Ooh, ooh, I can do that!" He happily announced and lifted his wand even more so in the air. The star on the wand glowed a bright yellow and a purple puff of smoke had exploded from thin air.
In the smoke.. Was a nineteen-year-old. He had on a bomber jacket with a military uniform under it, coughing madly into his elbow. Wanda's eyes grew and she turned to Cosmo, shaking him back and forth, demanding why he would do something that stupid! The man had stopped coughing and looked at the two faeries fight. He laughed.
"They look like Germany and Romano arguing!" He happily said. Timmy blinked, shook his head and called the attention of the adult. "Hey! You!" "Hmm? What's up?" The man had put a big grin on now. "I need your help on my American history homework." He said, pointing down at the worksheet with both of his hands. The man was about to respond when a cry for a boy was heard from downstairs.
"Timmy!!~" "Oh no they're here! Hey uh, you, hide in the closet for a while, okay?" He asked, pushing the older man in the closet. "But I -" "Thanks!" He slammed the door in his face and, Wanda and Cosmo having already turned back into goldfish by magic, Timmy's parents had burst into the room. Both had too-happy grins on. "Uh, hey guys!" Timmy said, sweating bullets. He looked like he was hiding something. Thankfully, his parents were too oblivious to notice. "What's up?" "Oh, nothing son," Timmy's father had begun. "We just wanted to let you know that your mother and I are going to a disco!" He said and, almost like they practiced, they tore off their clothes and disco clothes from the '70s were shown. How the hell did they keep those hidden under their top layer?! the man in the closet wondered.
"And as you know," his mother had said. "Vicki will be babysitting you! She's stuck in traffic though, so you'll be okay being alone for a few minutes, right Timmy?" She asked and he nodded. "Of course!" "All right son! See you tomorrow morning!" His farther ended and the two left the room dancing to inaudible disco music, the door automatically closing behind them.
The goldfish had popped back out of their fishbowl and transformed back into the faeries and the man had walked out of the closet, brushing dust off his jacket. "What's with those two?" He asked, pointing to the door, referring to his parents. Timmy brushed i aside. "Long story. Anyway, let's make it with the homework!"
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The man, whose name was Alfred F. Jones Timmy had found out, shook his head. "Your teacher is feeding you kids bull." Timmy blinked confused. "What bull?" Wanda interrupted. "He means he's lying." She turned back to Alfred. "Remember you, he's only 10." "Yeah yeah yeah, I got it." He brushed Wanda aside and picked up the worksheet. "Anyway, this worksheet is a total lie. I mean, listen: 'True or True: After America had bombed England in the Revolutionary War, they then went on to create the first computer and fix global warming'?" he asked, looking at the kid with a doubtful look. Timmy only shrugged. Alfred sighed and tossed the paper back on the desk, grabbing a pen and a blank piece of paper and scribbled something, folded it up and handed it to Timmy.
"Give that to your teacher tomorrow. And you two," he turned to Cosmo and Wanda. "Make sure that he doesn't try to sneak a peek, okay?" "Okay sir!" Cosmo saluted and Wanda sighed. "Timmy are you good?" Sure, I guess." Timmy shrugged. "All right. Thank you Alfred and I'm sorry for dragging you out here." "Oh it's no big deal!" He brushed aside and Wanda lifted her want, the star glowing a bright yellow and in another puff of purple smoke, Alfred had left the room.
Captcha: was walrus. bahahaha what the fuck.
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"Haha, you guys won't believe where I was just now!"
"Hmm? where?" *sip*
"This kid who had faeries as godparents had poofed me into his room to help him with some history homework!"
"*spit-take* What?!"
"I know right? But anyway, that kid's teacher is a total idiot. He said that after I bombed you after I got independence, I went to make the first computer and fix global warming. I mean, sure I'm the Hero and everything, but I'm not God!"
"Mmm-hmm. What were the faerie's names?"
"Cosmo and Wanda. I swear, when I first got there, those two fought like Germany and Romano do! It's was funny! Anyway, I gotta go. See ya later, England!"
lol I added this only cause I really like it. =w=
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PLEASE CONTINUE PLEASE PLEASE
(recaptcha: families chucked. At least I did)
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LOL Knowing me, I'd end up finishing it anyway so it's no big deal. Besides, I already have a mini-plot in my head and God dammit it's STUCK IN THERE. DX
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THE PAPER whats on the paper!!!!!!!! Oh, please update anon you have me too curious!!!
Haha of course Cosmo would incorporate "bring me someone to help with american history" to "bring me my nation to help me with american history" plus the true/true thing killed me.
Am i sensing Ger/Roma with the constant comparisons? lol
This is brilliant anon now excuse me while i go watch every episode of the Fairly Odd Parents and try to incorporate Hetalia into it...
captcha: "wrestle the" D8 bwa? wrestle who captcha? be more specific
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Please please please continue!!
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