Re: Act Natural [2b/?]
anonymous
September 16 2010, 00:16:21 UTC
Arthur spent the next three hours sitting at his kitchen table, listening to the chorus of profanity that drifted down the stairs from where Lovino was working on repairing his toilet. After a while, it had become almost calming and Arthur imagined himself to be in some sort of peaceful internal garden of cussing zen.
Unfortunately, it had remained as inspiring as fuck all throughout the whole three hours and his computer sat in front of him, nothing written but those handful of pages he'd managed to write during the time it'd taken for Alfred to fix his window. All he'd managed to do in regards to his story was reread it, fix a few spelling and grammatical errors and, in the process, turn himself on from the images he'd painted of his incredibly sexy, absent repairman. The fact that he hadn't been able to write shit once Alfred had left was actually the reasoning behind such a destructive fuck-up as throwing a firecracker down his toilet. The more time it took to fix, Arthur had reasoned, the more time that blessedly attractive American could stay in his house.
Alfred seemed to be his newly found, and greatly appreciated, muse. When he was around the American, prose came flowing through his mind as easily as they had when he'd first started writing, as if his brain had bee born to create beautiful works of written wonder that would astound, and hopefully arouse, his chosen audience. He'd tried sitting in the hallway outside where Lovino was working, using the excuse that Arthur didn't exactly trust the Italian to fix it properly (which wasn't entirely untrue), with his computer propped on his legs, but his brain had refused to take the, not unpleasant, sight of the Italian's own impressive figure as inspiration for his most recent endeavor into the world of porn.
No Alfred, no porn. Or so it seemed.
Arthur resolutely denied himself the satisfaction of banging his head against the wall.
He had eventually given up entirely and retreated to the kitchen, where he'd sat in uninspired boredom for the rest of the substantial time it had taken Lovino to fix his toilet. One thing his self-imposed writing exile had managed to get him was an entirely villainous and incredibly pleasing plan of action for the following day, wherein he would take care of his little problem of not having Alfred available to work and get glorious revenge at the same time (even though it hadn't really been Lovino's fault that he'd been chosen to fix Arthur's toilet instead of Alfred. Arthur didn't care). He just needed to know one little thing before his current repairman left.
“Mr. Vargas,” Arthur called as the man came down the stairs with his tools and whatnot gathered, clearly intent on leaving as quickly as possible.
“I'll send you the bill tomorrow,” he said quickly, heading for the door.
“How many repairmen does your company employ?” Arthur continued, ignoring the Italian's attempt to leave.
“What?” Lovino asked, confused. He seemed to think about it for a moment, then said, “Just me and Alfred, now that Feliciano moved in with his boyfriend and can't be fucked to go to work just because that potato-loving freak makes bank at his stupid job. I mean, who'd have fucking thought porn stars would make that much money? And that guy, who wants to watch a super-buff German whip the shit out of anyone, anyway? I think the fucker's got some serious control issues, that's what I think.”
Arthur blinked. He couldn't decide if that was way, way too much information to be hearing from his local repairman... or an incredibly hot idea for his next novel.
“Why?” Lovino asked, completely unaware that if Arthur hadn't written gay porn for a living, he would likely be entirely too embarrassed by that little tirade to even speak coherently.
But given that the Englishman was, in fact, a porn enthusiast, he merely shrugged. “No reason,” he said, and opened the door for Lovino to leave through.
Re: Act Natural [2c/?]
anonymous
September 16 2010, 00:21:02 UTC
x o x
“Good morning, Dick's Repair, how may I help you?”
“Hi, my name is Antonio Carriedo; I'm Spanish and really stupid and broke my oven, can you send someone to fix it?”
“Ahah...sure, no problem, I can send someone over this afternoon if you'd like.”
“That would be splendid, and could I please ask that you send Mr. Vargas? I've worked with him before.”
“No problem, sir.”
“Excellent,” Arthur said, smile widening on his face. He listed off the address of his fellow writer and assured the man on the phone that he was writing down the time so he wouldn't forget to be home. Antonio rarely went out, so Arthur had no doubt that he'd be home when the lovely Italian showed up. He had a thing for Italians.
Antonio would either get lucky and find new inspiration for his own writing in the profane mouth of the feisty Italian and shower Arthur in thanks for being such a good friend, or he'd get punched in the balls for groping a complete stranger.
Really. It was a win-win for Arthur.
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I apologize profusely for the complete lack of US/UK in this part. [headdesk] To make up for it, the next part will be longer. Also, sexy times?
Re: Act Natural [2c/?]
anonymous
September 16 2010, 06:21:46 UTC
Hi, anon?
I really really really really really love your Arthur. Like, seriously, this is the best thing ever and I love him and I love you for writing him as him instead of that OOCness that a lot of other authors try to pull.
And I kind of love you more for having used Romano as revenge on Antonio who, until this point, I had no idea was going to be in this story. Yay Antonio! /o/
Ludwig is a porn star what. The hell is with this town?!
Re: Act Natural [2c/?]
anonymous
September 17 2010, 01:17:55 UTC
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
OHMYGODWHATISTHISICAN'TEVEN--SPAMANO! *DIES* That was absolutely brilliant. "Dick's Repair" is good too. As is Germany as ahahahahaha omg canon!ludwig would be horrified XDDDDD BUT IT'S OKAY. THIS IS FOR AMUSEMENT. AND AMUSE, IT DOES.
This is such epic ficcery. I can't wait to read more :DDDDDDD
Re: Act Natural [2c/?]
anonymous
September 17 2010, 04:22:08 UTC
Agreeing with above anon and saying that you write a fantastic, in-character Arthur. I love him to bits. Beautiful work author!anon, I stalk this fill for updates daily. ♥
Unfortunately, it had remained as inspiring as fuck all throughout the whole three hours and his computer sat in front of him, nothing written but those handful of pages he'd managed to write during the time it'd taken for Alfred to fix his window. All he'd managed to do in regards to his story was reread it, fix a few spelling and grammatical errors and, in the process, turn himself on from the images he'd painted of his incredibly sexy, absent repairman. The fact that he hadn't been able to write shit once Alfred had left was actually the reasoning behind such a destructive fuck-up as throwing a firecracker down his toilet. The more time it took to fix, Arthur had reasoned, the more time that blessedly attractive American could stay in his house.
Alfred seemed to be his newly found, and greatly appreciated, muse. When he was around the American, prose came flowing through his mind as easily as they had when he'd first started writing, as if his brain had bee born to create beautiful works of written wonder that would astound, and hopefully arouse, his chosen audience. He'd tried sitting in the hallway outside where Lovino was working, using the excuse that Arthur didn't exactly trust the Italian to fix it properly (which wasn't entirely untrue), with his computer propped on his legs, but his brain had refused to take the, not unpleasant, sight of the Italian's own impressive figure as inspiration for his most recent endeavor into the world of porn.
No Alfred, no porn. Or so it seemed.
Arthur resolutely denied himself the satisfaction of banging his head against the wall.
He had eventually given up entirely and retreated to the kitchen, where he'd sat in uninspired boredom for the rest of the substantial time it had taken Lovino to fix his toilet. One thing his self-imposed writing exile had managed to get him was an entirely villainous and incredibly pleasing plan of action for the following day, wherein he would take care of his little problem of not having Alfred available to work and get glorious revenge at the same time (even though it hadn't really been Lovino's fault that he'd been chosen to fix Arthur's toilet instead of Alfred. Arthur didn't care). He just needed to know one little thing before his current repairman left.
“Mr. Vargas,” Arthur called as the man came down the stairs with his tools and whatnot gathered, clearly intent on leaving as quickly as possible.
“I'll send you the bill tomorrow,” he said quickly, heading for the door.
“How many repairmen does your company employ?” Arthur continued, ignoring the Italian's attempt to leave.
“What?” Lovino asked, confused. He seemed to think about it for a moment, then said, “Just me and Alfred, now that Feliciano moved in with his boyfriend and can't be fucked to go to work just because that potato-loving freak makes bank at his stupid job. I mean, who'd have fucking thought porn stars would make that much money? And that guy, who wants to watch a super-buff German whip the shit out of anyone, anyway? I think the fucker's got some serious control issues, that's what I think.”
Arthur blinked. He couldn't decide if that was way, way too much information to be hearing from his local repairman... or an incredibly hot idea for his next novel.
“Why?” Lovino asked, completely unaware that if Arthur hadn't written gay porn for a living, he would likely be entirely too embarrassed by that little tirade to even speak coherently.
But given that the Englishman was, in fact, a porn enthusiast, he merely shrugged. “No reason,” he said, and opened the door for Lovino to leave through.
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“Good morning, Dick's Repair, how may I help you?”
“Hi, my name is Antonio Carriedo; I'm Spanish and really stupid and broke my oven, can you send someone to fix it?”
“Ahah...sure, no problem, I can send someone over this afternoon if you'd like.”
“That would be splendid, and could I please ask that you send Mr. Vargas? I've worked with him before.”
“No problem, sir.”
“Excellent,” Arthur said, smile widening on his face. He listed off the address of his fellow writer and assured the man on the phone that he was writing down the time so he wouldn't forget to be home. Antonio rarely went out, so Arthur had no doubt that he'd be home when the lovely Italian showed up. He had a thing for Italians.
Antonio would either get lucky and find new inspiration for his own writing in the profane mouth of the feisty Italian and shower Arthur in thanks for being such a good friend, or he'd get punched in the balls for groping a complete stranger.
Really. It was a win-win for Arthur.
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I apologize profusely for the complete lack of US/UK in this part. [headdesk] To make up for it, the next part will be longer. Also, sexy times?
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"garden of cussing zen"? Brilliant.
"No Alfred, no porn"? The story of my life since I discovered this place.
Also, is it bad that I indefinitely thought of Mr Burns when Arthur said "Excellent"?
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I really really really really really love your Arthur. Like, seriously, this is the best thing ever and I love him and I love you for writing him as him instead of that OOCness that a lot of other authors try to pull.
And I kind of love you more for having used Romano as revenge on Antonio who, until this point, I had no idea was going to be in this story. Yay Antonio! /o/
Ludwig is a porn star what. The hell is with this town?!
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I love the inclusion of Spain even though Im a little disapointed by no France yet; on a porn writers request
the Englishman tried to decide whether or not it was acceptable to turn the man away based purely on the fact that his arse didn't inspire poetry
I love you, EnglandXD
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OHMYGODWHATISTHISICAN'TEVEN--SPAMANO! *DIES* That was absolutely brilliant.
"Dick's Repair" is good too. As is Germany as ahahahahaha omg canon!ludwig would be horrified XDDDDD BUT IT'S OKAY. THIS IS FOR AMUSEMENT. AND AMUSE, IT DOES.
This is such epic ficcery. I can't wait to read more :DDDDDDD
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You are amazing. <3 I couldn't stop grinning throughout the fill.
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This was simply amazing~~!
I love how extreamly perverted Arthur is, and how smart! And devious, like getting back at Antonio! Its simply brilliant!
I cant wait for Alfred to come into the picture again! Oh Holy Roman Empire, its gonna be AWESOME!
Thank you so much for the update!
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