Past-Part Fills Part 7
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Past-Part Fills Part Seven
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Alfred nods, to nobody in particular, seizing his now-bulging suitcase. He really threw in too many outfits for just a weekend, but what was it his grandmother said earlier? Better safe than sorry. If she complains, it only makes her look bad.
“If you really don’t wanna come, I’ll see you later,” he says to Arthur, walking towards the door. “Have fun with your house and everything-”
“Alfred! Get down here!”
“Wait,” Arthur says, patting Alfred’s shoulder hurriedly. He doesn’t look entirely convinced with his decision, but still adds, “I think I’d like to go, after all.”
Triumphant, Alfred turns around and grins. Arthur looks just as uncomfortable as that optician did when Alfred gave him the same look.
Five minutes and a few nervous hallway checks later, Alfred makes his way down the stairs, tugging a suitcase behind him with one hand while holding a wooden figurine in the other. His father and his grandmother are locked in conversation near the main doors and don’t seem to notice him at first, discussing something in hushed voices that aren’t quite hushed enough not to be overheard.
“...and he’s been thoroughly kitted out today,” Verna is saying, “so you don’t need to worry about that. He’ll be prepared for an entire semester. I’ll make sure to pick up revision books and the like next week.”
“Mom,” Alfred’s father mutters, embarrassed about something, “he’s my kid. I know what I’m doing.”
And for some reason, Alfred suddenly has the feeling they’re talking about him. He doesn’t like it.
Verna sighs, and pats her son’s cheek - probably just to be irritating. “I know you do, dear, but I worry about him. This is such a big step. You need to tell him quickly, because I don’t think I have the heart to.”
Tell him what? This isn’t fair! They shouldn’t keep secrets from Alfred, he hates being left out of things.
“Hi, guys!” Alfred says, as loudly as he can with the widest smile he can administer. “What’s up?”
Both relatives turn to face him and he drops his suitcase to wave. It leans against his calves and he realises just how heavy it is from the way it bears down on him, but he doesn’t have time to change it.
“Hey tiger,” Alfred’s father greets, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans before returning Alfred’s grin. Alfred gets most of his features from his father, but the smile is too lopsided to be Alfred’s, too awry. “All set?”
Alfred nods, his grip around Green-Eyes tightening.
Verna departs before she can see them out....Why does this fic take me so long to write? Sorry guys. Dx I've finished some Important Work that was taking up a lot of my time, so I should update sooner next go 'round.
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Alfred is adorable, and you have his character down so well. He really is a little kid, overly self-confident and defiant, yet still with grumbling complacency and a healthy dose of uncertainty towards the unknown.
But not just Alfred, everyone has such distinct personalities, even your original characters. Though I have to say, as much of a dick as he seems to be-- and I use seems because there's so much we don't know yet-- I'm rather fond of Bonnefoy.
Your writing is wonderful and the plot is mercilessly engaging. I especially like the dichotomy between Alfred's worries of his friends and Bonnefoy stealing his favorite soldier versus whatever it is that Harold is covering up. The little hints and teasers are driving me wild; I literally find myself leaning in as I read this, wondering what's going to happen next. If you ever deanon, tell me so I can stalk read anything else you've done.
So don't mind me, I'm just gonna set up a tent, maybe some folding chairs, a little portable stove, a sleeping bag. You know, camping stuff, cuz this is where I'll be for the foreseeable future. Anyone else who feels the same is welcome to join me. We'll make s'mores.
reCaptcha: 304 baibutt. I just-- I don't even.
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Arrgh, I'm just glad you're not annoyed by all the hint dropping. I absolutely hate it when authors reveal everything little by little because I'm impatient. But I resolved to write something with a hopefully worthwhile plot, all the fool me.
I'm already deanoning this on a schedule elsewhere, but I'm not at liberty to post the link until I've finished here; I think the rules are against it. But I'm around the meme... You'd probably be horrified at the fills I've done, this is far from my usual ground. xD
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I'm really really curious about Harold's role in all this.
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And all will become clear with Jones Sr. Sr also... again, in about six chapters orz
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I'm mystified by the secret around Arthur, Harold and Bonnefoy. So, Harold could change, while Arthur and Bonnefoy are still cursed, eh? So they shared a militaristic past? And Harold and Bonnefoy want Arthur dead? So many questions!!!
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And I'm flattered you guys think I write child!Alfred's mentality well, but that probably doesn't reflect well on me. Dx
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