[Part 5] Pirate!UK x Modern!US part 7
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February 3 2012, 19:36:56 UTC
“At least we can arrive there today and I can help prepare for his arrival. We are only a few hours from my capital.” Spain murmured, he looked at Alfred and decided “Alfred, please go back to-Are you alright?” Alfred had tensed up considerably and his sky blue eyes were oddly unfocused.
“Eng…Land here? Coming? I..I…”Alfred visibly shuddered, and looked at the ground. After a moment, the young nation started trembling. Why did he feel so very strange at the mention of England’s name? He felt… He felt something stir inside of him /Oh crap, what if part of the magic has me do something to England? I don’t want to hurt him, even if I don’t know him yet… I want… I want to find him and serv-no no I am not his colony! Not eve-I will be soon, and I chose him. I want to make sure that Eng-no no bad idea very bad idea. I am going to ask Spain if he’ll help me find The Netherlands or Finland… But Spain is one of England’s major rivals, so I shouldn’t ask him for help, should wait for England to fi… Did I seriously just think that? I am a superpower! Not some pathetic colony… Well I almost am England’s colony… Others tried to colonize my lands, but it was England I chose, or will chose… England… I wonder if he meets me if he will … No, I-I will not… But what if … Argh I am going to stay as far away from England as I can…/
“Alfred… Are you well? What has upset you?” Spain queried, more than a little alarmed by how very scared the teen appeared… Unless the reason why this mysterious young being knew about the nations because of the English jerk and had run from Britain (or subconsciously used a magical ability of his) in order to get to safety. “Alfred, did that asshole do anything to you?”
“Who… What… ?” Alfred responded, still trying to control his rising urge to find England and… Do something, what the North American was unsure, but nothing violent in the least “Who are you talking about, Spain?” Alfred asked, his voice faraway.
“England,” Spain answered patiently, very much aware and nervous by how… Scattered and subdued the boisterous teen had become by the mention of one of his fiercest rival’s names “Did he do anything to you?”
“I- he - Spain-” Alfred broke off, then began to rattle off something rapidly in another tongue that was unfamiliar to the Spaniard. The teen’s eyes were once more on the ground and posture oddly … Submissive, which was something Alfred was usually not unless trying to avoid getting into trouble (or was trying to convince someone to do something that he really, really wanted).
“Alfred, go back to the mansion and look after Lovi for me. I have to deal with Eyebrows and you react badly to his name… I would not wish to see how you would react to his presence.”
“He does not like being called that.” Alfred answered strangely.
“W-what?” Spain spluttered, wondering if the magical spells that had been placed on Alfred, were part or the entire cause of the teen’s behavior.
“Eyebrows… It annoys him when people call him that. Please, do not call him that Spain.” Alfred answered, “I- I nee- need to to go.” The teen shook himself and stated, voice stronger than before “I-I will go back to the mansion … I really need to avoid him…”
Spain rode with all possible haste to his capital, reaching his boss’s palace and changed into suitable attire just in time to greet England and his current boss. The pirate was growly and annoying as usual, however one off-hand comment had Spain freeze. “How are the treasures that ye keep, Spain? A shame if one of them were to be taken… I wonder what ye would do.” The accompanying smirk did nothing to sooth the Spaniard.
“Safe and sound, worry not England.” Spain answered quickly, thoughts whirling. England would not dare try to take his little tomato would he? Spain did not think that England would be able to get South Italy, especially not since Alfred was there to scare away any possible kidnappers. Shy around humans the teen was, but he was a protective lad… However the teen’s bizarre reaction to England’s name coupled with England’s comment about treasures… No, despite the reaction, Spain knew that the teen did not want to go anywhere near England.
England nodded, still smirking “as you say, Spain.” And the island nation moved to speak with one of Spain’s nobles.
“Eng…Land here? Coming? I..I…”Alfred visibly shuddered, and looked at the ground. After a moment, the young nation started trembling. Why did he feel so very strange at the mention of England’s name? He felt… He felt something stir inside of him /Oh crap, what if part of the magic has me do something to England? I don’t want to hurt him, even if I don’t know him yet… I want… I want to find him and serv-no no I am not his colony! Not eve-I will be soon, and I chose him. I want to make sure that Eng-no no bad idea very bad idea. I am going to ask Spain if he’ll help me find The Netherlands or Finland… But Spain is one of England’s major rivals, so I shouldn’t ask him for help, should wait for England to fi… Did I seriously just think that? I am a superpower! Not some pathetic colony… Well I almost am England’s colony… Others tried to colonize my lands, but it was England I chose, or will chose… England… I wonder if he meets me if he will … No, I-I will not… But what if … Argh I am going to stay as far away from England as I can…/
“Alfred… Are you well? What has upset you?” Spain queried, more than a little alarmed by how very scared the teen appeared… Unless the reason why this mysterious young being knew about the nations because of the English jerk and had run from Britain (or subconsciously used a magical ability of his) in order to get to safety. “Alfred, did that asshole do anything to you?”
“Who… What… ?” Alfred responded, still trying to control his rising urge to find England and… Do something, what the North American was unsure, but nothing violent in the least “Who are you talking about, Spain?” Alfred asked, his voice faraway.
“England,” Spain answered patiently, very much aware and nervous by how… Scattered and subdued the boisterous teen had become by the mention of one of his fiercest rival’s names “Did he do anything to you?”
“I- he - Spain-” Alfred broke off, then began to rattle off something rapidly in another tongue that was unfamiliar to the Spaniard. The teen’s eyes were once more on the ground and posture oddly … Submissive, which was something Alfred was usually not unless trying to avoid getting into trouble (or was trying to convince someone to do something that he really, really wanted).
“Alfred, go back to the mansion and look after Lovi for me. I have to deal with Eyebrows and you react badly to his name… I would not wish to see how you would react to his presence.”
“He does not like being called that.” Alfred answered strangely.
“W-what?” Spain spluttered, wondering if the magical spells that had been placed on Alfred, were part or the entire cause of the teen’s behavior.
“Eyebrows… It annoys him when people call him that. Please, do not call him that Spain.” Alfred answered, “I- I nee- need to to go.” The teen shook himself and stated, voice stronger than before “I-I will go back to the mansion … I really need to avoid him…”
Spain rode with all possible haste to his capital, reaching his boss’s palace and changed into suitable attire just in time to greet England and his current boss. The pirate was growly and annoying as usual, however one off-hand comment had Spain freeze. “How are the treasures that ye keep, Spain? A shame if one of them were to be taken… I wonder what ye would do.” The accompanying smirk did nothing to sooth the Spaniard.
“Safe and sound, worry not England.” Spain answered quickly, thoughts whirling. England would not dare try to take his little tomato would he? Spain did not think that England would be able to get South Italy, especially not since Alfred was there to scare away any possible kidnappers. Shy around humans the teen was, but he was a protective lad… However the teen’s bizarre reaction to England’s name coupled with England’s comment about treasures… No, despite the reaction, Spain knew that the teen did not want to go anywhere near England.
England nodded, still smirking “as you say, Spain.” And the island nation moved to speak with one of Spain’s nobles.
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