For It Was I Who Chose To Start [1f/?]
anonymous
September 18 2011, 08:32:59 UTC
He had to have been drunker than he thought, Alfred decided. That was the only way he didn't notice the vehicle slowly pulling up next to him while he walked until the driver rolled down the window and actually called out to him.
"Alfred Kirkand?"
Alfred was startled enough to stumble, thinking for a moment that he had been caught by the cops, but when he turned he didn't see a sheriff's cruiser. It was just an average, nondescript truck.
Driven by a certain physical education instructor that had been in Alfred's mind nonstop for over thirty days running.
Fuck, he was too drunk for this!
It's okay, Freddy, act natural. There's no way he'll notice anything is wrong. he told himself, focusing on his walk along the winding side-road that would eventually lead back to the housing community he lived in if he just kept following it. The stars gave enough light to see, which was good because there weren't any street lamps on this road, it was too rual.
"Uh. H-Hey, Mister Braginski." Alfred said, trying to keep his speech unslurred and his walk steady. Mister Braginski kept his truck at the same idling pace to keep up with Alfred. The teen wondered if his act was convincing. He hoped it was convincing.
"Alfred, would you care to tell me why you are currently stumbling, soaking wet, with a lilypad wrapped around your leg, in the middle of the night, in a neighborhood that is not yours?"
Fuck. He was busted. As much as Alfred wanted to run the risk of choking on Mister Braginski's dick, he had a rebellious streak a mile wide that only got wider when he was inebriated.
"You'll have to pose that question on Monday, Sir, seeing as it's Friday night, I'm not in school right now, and am under no obligation to tell you shit." He didn't look over, didn't want to run the risk of stumbling on his own shadow and falling flat on his face, but he was pretty sure the teacher wasn't pleased. Alfred had seen him yell at students before. It wasn't a pretty sight, and it usually left them in tears. Alfred didn't get any yelling, only silent disapproval, silent anger.
The sound of the engine shifted as the teacher threw the truck into park.
"Alfred, get in the truck." Ivan Braginski said, his voice tired.
Alfred considered arguing more, considered a million other options.
Re: For It Was I Who Chose To Start [1f/?]
anonymous
September 18 2011, 09:23:48 UTC
I really hope you do plan on finishing this as this is the most hilarious thing i've read on this meme. Gosh I freaking love Japan's pov and America's fantasies.
This is amazing, A!A. :D I hope you keep Kiku's POV in scenes where you can, because your voice for him is hilarious and exactly what I'd imagine if he were a teenager. Oh god, I'm so amused by him! Ah, and even when Kiku is the narrator, Alfred's personality shines right through. A+ characterization!
And as for Ivan? I have no idea what to make of him yet, just like in canon, so that's a great sign. Although I think we can rely on Alfred's ideas about what our favorite Russian is thinking and feeling to be kinda wrong. Ahem, except for later, perhaps; even Alfred isn't clueless enough to misinterpret some of the sexy stuff we're all waiting for! LOL
Jesus, Alfred, stop relying on luck to keep yourself out of jail. Also, buy your brother some ear plugs or something, dude. :'D
Re: For It Was I Who Chose To Start [1f/?]
anonymous
September 19 2011, 07:53:39 UTC
This. Marry me? I rarely (veeeery rarely) like RusAme, but you and your awesomness has converted me. And you have also stolen my comment virginity, so forgive any fail in the commenting. I'm in love <333(Also, your other fills are. win.)
"Alfred Kirkand?"
Alfred was startled enough to stumble, thinking for a moment that he had been caught by the cops, but when he turned he didn't see a sheriff's cruiser. It was just an average, nondescript truck.
Driven by a certain physical education instructor that had been in Alfred's mind nonstop for over thirty days running.
Fuck, he was too drunk for this!
It's okay, Freddy, act natural. There's no way he'll notice anything is wrong. he told himself, focusing on his walk along the winding side-road that would eventually lead back to the housing community he lived in if he just kept following it. The stars gave enough light to see, which was good because there weren't any street lamps on this road, it was too rual.
"Uh. H-Hey, Mister Braginski." Alfred said, trying to keep his speech unslurred and his walk steady. Mister Braginski kept his truck at the same idling pace to keep up with Alfred. The teen wondered if his act was convincing. He hoped it was convincing.
"Alfred, would you care to tell me why you are currently stumbling, soaking wet, with a lilypad wrapped around your leg, in the middle of the night, in a neighborhood that is not yours?"
Fuck. He was busted. As much as Alfred wanted to run the risk of choking on Mister Braginski's dick, he had a rebellious streak a mile wide that only got wider when he was inebriated.
"You'll have to pose that question on Monday, Sir, seeing as it's Friday night, I'm not in school right now, and am under no obligation to tell you shit." He didn't look over, didn't want to run the risk of stumbling on his own shadow and falling flat on his face, but he was pretty sure the teacher wasn't pleased. Alfred had seen him yell at students before. It wasn't a pretty sight, and it usually left them in tears. Alfred didn't get any yelling, only silent disapproval, silent anger.
The sound of the engine shifted as the teacher threw the truck into park.
"Alfred, get in the truck." Ivan Braginski said, his voice tired.
Alfred considered arguing more, considered a million other options.
In the end, he got in the truck.
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And as for Ivan? I have no idea what to make of him yet, just like in canon, so that's a great sign. Although I think we can rely on Alfred's ideas about what our favorite Russian is thinking and feeling to be kinda wrong. Ahem, except for later, perhaps; even Alfred isn't clueless enough to misinterpret some of the sexy stuff we're all waiting for! LOL
Jesus, Alfred, stop relying on luck to keep yourself out of jail. Also, buy your brother some ear plugs or something, dude. :'D
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this is hilarious. and hot, of course. But mostly hilarious.
Alfred is such a weird-ass dudebro, I can't even--lolol. so great.
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Kiku is my spirit animal.
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Marry me?
I rarely (veeeery rarely) like RusAme, but you and your awesomness has converted me.
And you have also stolen my comment virginity, so forgive any fail in the commenting.
I'm in love <333(Also, your other fills are. win.)
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