ESCUE ME, CAN I TALK TO YOU FO' A MINUTE? (1/?)
anonymous
June 2 2010, 00:11:26 UTC
( AN: Sorry for any thing that I might have done wrong. >.< This is my first fill on the hetalia kink meme so I’m kinda nervous…. )
Toris fulfilled his work each and everyday, though it was incredibly tedious. It was his job to ensure that Alfred’s house was clean enough to pass a white glove test as well as cooking the man his meals and any other snacks that he wanted as well.
It was upon Alfred’s request that he take the day off he said something along the lines of, “If you don’t take a day off then the Workers Union is going be on my ass and that’s not cool!” Though Toris had a sneaking suspicion that America wanted him out of the house for another reason that included the fact that a certain Brit’s car could be spotted not far from the house when he left.
He didn’t often go to the movies because he didn’t really see the enjoyment of sitting in a seat for an hour and a half when there could be plenty of other opportunities to do other things, but a certain poster had caught his eye and he didn’t see the harm in indulging himself just this once.
Natalia’s reasons for coming to the theater were not so much for the usual idea of entertainment. She had merely come as the result of following her brother to make sure he was safe from any girls that might attempt to foolishly get closer to them. Though she couldn’t blame them for Ivan was clearly the archetype of the perfect husband, with his large strong build, his beige hair, and violet eyes that allowed one to see what he was truly feeling. She also found it entertaining and slightly endearing how he believed that he could be incognito while still carrying around the tell tale scarf in the middle of July. Though she had also come in an outfit that differed from her usual attire, the most singular difference being that she had pulled her hair back into an elegant ponytail.
It was this exact detail that caught Toris’s eye as he walked into the theater. He knew that he had to talk to her, to get her attention but the question of how exactly to do that still remained. His mind seemed to short circuit until he conjured up the memory when he accompanied Alfred downtown on an errand and Alfred had been giving advice on how to get a woman’s number with out fail.
First you had to get her attention.
“Tch, Damn….” He murmured before readjusting himself, then repeating himself slightly louder this time. Natalia heard him the second time and sent him a quick glare in hopes that he would be intimidated and stop like all the others. It would do no good if Ivan looked back one row to see her and realize that she had violated the contract.
Though this only served to encourage Toris as he mistook her glare for a shy glance that indicated that she was interested in him but far to meek to start a conversation herself. He repositioned himself a second time in his seat so that he could get a better look at her.
“Oh, dayum!” Then he seemed to go into a little pep talk to work up the courage.
“Okay, okay…. Okay.” He cleared his throat before continuing.
Re: ESCUE ME, CAN I TALK TO YOU FO' A MINUTE? (2/?)
anonymous
June 2 2010, 00:53:19 UTC
Next you ask politely for a moment of their time.
Liet hadn’t realized by this time that he had also taken on the accent that Alfred had when giving this advice, though it was far too late for him to change now.
“Escue me, can I talk to you fo’ a minute?” Liet asked as he clenched the drink in his nervousness.
Natalia’s demeanor turned stone cold as she tried to ignore him but failed as he only repeated himself louder thinking that she hadn’t heard him. Though she couldn’t blow her cover… that and she couldn’t have another lawsuit for attacking someone. She managed to keep a calm but annoyed expression as she turned to face him.
“Yes, what is it?”
Toris gulped in anticipation before continuing, he didn’t even seem to think about what he was saying until it was already over.
“Uh, yeah. Um, my name Toris, it spelled like Moris but wit’ a T instead o’ the M an’ pronounced Toris…”
He trailed off before coming to an excellent idea on how to continue. She would surely blush as a result.
“The back o’ yo head is redikulus.” He spread out his arms for extra emphasis coupled with a charming smile. Though in Natalia’s perspective it was that compliment that was “redikulus”.
She sighed and faked a smile in return, muttering an annoyed, “thank you.”
“Yeah, you are welcome~” Toris replied in his confidence. Maybe this whole process wasn’t so hard after all. He had even gotten a dazzling smile and a demure thank you in response to one little compliment!
It is always important that you confirm that said woman is single before continuing. Lest you want broken bones.
Natalia continued her close observation of her brother Ivan, even reaching to take out her camera to record more memories before Toris in his boldness jumped into the seat next to he, startling her in the process.
“Where yo boyfriend?” He asked nervously. Surely such a beautiful maiden must have many men pining after her and she would already have found a suitable man worthy of her.
“What?” Natalia hissed as her concentration was broken. She wouldn’t admit that he had startled her, never.
“Yo boyfriend.” Toris answered, his eyes wide now. Oh, shoot if she really did have a boyfriend and he came back to see him flirting with her.
“Where yo boyfriend at? Is he gettin’ you refreshments? Is he tall? Is he gettin’ you Mike an’ Ikes? Oh, you like Mike an’ Ikes? Is he hefty? Is he comin’ back?”
He looked around worriedly almost expecting some muscle man to appear out of the shadows to sock him in the jaw, as he spat out the questions like a machine gun without pause.
“Where yo boyfriend at?”
Natalia tried to calm him down and get him to stop asking questions.
“I don’t have a boyfriend, I-“ She was about to continue that although she didn’t have a boyfriend, she was going to get married to her brother Ivan but Toris cut her off, smiling in triumph.
“Oh, you don’? You don’ have a boyfriend? Tha’s coo’ tha’s coo’… So listen…”
(Recaptcha: pajamas conference.... no I don't think that Liet and Bela will be meeting in pajamas anytime soon after this...)
Toris fulfilled his work each and everyday, though it was incredibly tedious. It was his job to ensure that Alfred’s house was clean enough to pass a white glove test as well as cooking the man his meals and any other snacks that he wanted as well.
It was upon Alfred’s request that he take the day off he said something along the lines of, “If you don’t take a day off then the Workers Union is going be on my ass and that’s not cool!” Though Toris had a sneaking suspicion that America wanted him out of the house for another reason that included the fact that a certain Brit’s car could be spotted not far from the house when he left.
He didn’t often go to the movies because he didn’t really see the enjoyment of sitting in a seat for an hour and a half when there could be plenty of other opportunities to do other things, but a certain poster had caught his eye and he didn’t see the harm in indulging himself just this once.
Natalia’s reasons for coming to the theater were not so much for the usual idea of entertainment. She had merely come as the result of following her brother to make sure he was safe from any girls that might attempt to foolishly get closer to them. Though she couldn’t blame them for Ivan was clearly the archetype of the perfect husband, with his large strong build, his beige hair, and violet eyes that allowed one to see what he was truly feeling. She also found it entertaining and slightly endearing how he believed that he could be incognito while still carrying around the tell tale scarf in the middle of July. Though she had also come in an outfit that differed from her usual attire, the most singular difference being that she had pulled her hair back into an elegant ponytail.
It was this exact detail that caught Toris’s eye as he walked into the theater. He knew that he had to talk to her, to get her attention but the question of how exactly to do that still remained. His mind seemed to short circuit until he conjured up the memory when he accompanied Alfred downtown on an errand and Alfred had been giving advice on how to get a woman’s number with out fail.
First you had to get her attention.
“Tch, Damn….” He murmured before readjusting himself, then repeating himself slightly louder this time. Natalia heard him the second time and sent him a quick glare in hopes that he would be intimidated and stop like all the others. It would do no good if Ivan looked back one row to see her and realize that she had violated the contract.
Though this only served to encourage Toris as he mistook her glare for a shy glance that indicated that she was interested in him but far to meek to start a conversation herself. He repositioned himself a second time in his seat so that he could get a better look at her.
“Oh, dayum!” Then he seemed to go into a little pep talk to work up the courage.
“Okay, okay…. Okay.” He cleared his throat before continuing.
(hope you like it so far)
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lmfao
'hfghjenc
Toris saying "dayum..." ohgdfewgvhc
and him misinterpreting Natalya so badly
oh god
MUST HAVE MOAR.
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Liet hadn’t realized by this time that he had also taken on the accent that Alfred had when giving this advice, though it was far too late for him to change now.
“Escue me, can I talk to you fo’ a minute?” Liet asked as he clenched the drink in his nervousness.
Natalia’s demeanor turned stone cold as she tried to ignore him but failed as he only repeated himself louder thinking that she hadn’t heard him. Though she couldn’t blow her cover… that and she couldn’t have another lawsuit for attacking someone. She managed to keep a calm but annoyed expression as she turned to face him.
“Yes, what is it?”
Toris gulped in anticipation before continuing, he didn’t even seem to think about what he was saying until it was already over.
“Uh, yeah. Um, my name Toris, it spelled like Moris but wit’ a T instead o’ the M an’ pronounced Toris…”
He trailed off before coming to an excellent idea on how to continue. She would surely blush as a result.
“The back o’ yo head is redikulus.” He spread out his arms for extra emphasis coupled with a charming smile. Though in Natalia’s perspective it was that compliment that was “redikulus”.
She sighed and faked a smile in return, muttering an annoyed, “thank you.”
“Yeah, you are welcome~” Toris replied in his confidence. Maybe this whole process wasn’t so hard after all. He had even gotten a dazzling smile and a demure thank you in response to one little compliment!
It is always important that you confirm that said woman is single before continuing. Lest you want broken bones.
Natalia continued her close observation of her brother Ivan, even reaching to take out her camera to record more memories before Toris in his boldness jumped into the seat next to he, startling her in the process.
“Where yo boyfriend?” He asked nervously. Surely such a beautiful maiden must have many men pining after her and she would already have found a suitable man worthy of her.
“What?” Natalia hissed as her concentration was broken. She wouldn’t admit that he had startled her, never.
“Yo boyfriend.” Toris answered, his eyes wide now. Oh, shoot if she really did have a boyfriend and he came back to see him flirting with her.
“Where yo boyfriend at? Is he gettin’ you refreshments? Is he tall? Is he gettin’ you Mike an’ Ikes? Oh, you like Mike an’ Ikes? Is he hefty? Is he comin’ back?”
He looked around worriedly almost expecting some muscle man to appear out of the shadows to sock him in the jaw, as he spat out the questions like a machine gun without pause.
“Where yo boyfriend at?”
Natalia tried to calm him down and get him to stop asking questions.
“I don’t have a boyfriend, I-“ She was about to continue that although she didn’t have a boyfriend, she was going to get married to her brother Ivan but Toris cut her off, smiling in triumph.
“Oh, you don’? You don’ have a boyfriend? Tha’s coo’ tha’s coo’… So listen…”
(Recaptcha: pajamas conference.... no I don't think that Liet and Bela will be meeting in pajamas anytime soon after this...)
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dork!gangsta!Liet is killing me
omgomgomg.
i'm addicted.
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