Because I'm Boss Part 5
anonymous
March 21 2009, 19:11:11 UTC
“Do you mind giving me a copy,” Alfred asked. “I could hand it over to the proper authorities.”
The following day, somewhere in England, Arthur sat on his regal chair laughing his evil laugh.
“Ufufufu,” he continued to laugh to himself as he picked up his newly printed newspaper. “I should distribute these to any interested parties.”
The headline read ‘South Italy claims the Kingdom of Spain’. In the full-color picture, Lovino looked red and screaming as his errant piece of hair was curled roughly into the shape of a heart. Antonio was somewhere near him with red cheeks and a smile on his face looking very (and strangely) unaware of the goings-on around him.
That Alfred really was useful when it came to supplying him with news-worthy material. This would surely sell out in no time. Ah, how he loved his expertise in newspapers. Just as the thought came to mind, his phone began to ring. He placed the receiver next to his ear and before he could even speak, the Frenchman on the other end of the line yelled in his ear.
“It’s called a tabloid, you pervert!”
“It’s gentleman to you, you git,” Arthur screamed into the receiver.
Meanwhile, in the northern part of Italy, a pair of scissor could be heard tearing through paper.
“Ve~” the owner of the scissors said. “I’m so proud of big brother. He finally accomplished something.”
Feliciano clipped the front page of the newspaper article and stuck it on a scrapbook. To think that his brother conquered another country and a former empire no less; he was so proud that he couldn’t help himself. It was the very first entry in his otherwise empty scrapbook. He tapped the bound pages once before closing it.
“Ah, I should also work on conquering one of my own,” he said as he walked out the door, lunch bag with carefully packed pasta in hand. He was going to a non-pasta friendly place after all. “I wonder,” he said to himself.
Feliciano got into some deep introspection and after a while came up with a splendid idea. If he were to conquer Germany then that included all those who lived in Germany’s house, right? Would that mean that he could get Prussia for free? The two for one deal was too good to pass up and so he happily locked his front door and left for Ludwig’s house. The scrapbook lay forgotten on the desk but upon closer inspection, one would clearly understand just what the younger Italian brother was up to. The unassuming book in the colors of his flag had an intricately handwritten title reading only three words - ‘Italia: World Domination’.
End.
(Anon could not help anon!self OP. Your Spain/S. Italy request was turned the other way around. *fail*)
Re: Because I'm Boss Part 5
anonymous
March 21 2009, 21:03:47 UTC
“He’s miiiiine, you bastaaaards!” Lovino screamed, read-faced and angry, to the top of his lungs in response. AHAHAHAHA, oh anon. I knew risking checking out the kink meme on a public computer was worth it. I hope my giggling wasn't too loud anyway.
Oh God, it was so perfect and lgknagn the bit about the cross and the LOLs oh God, ILU ♥.
Re: Because I'm Boss Part 5
anonymous
March 23 2009, 22:32:43 UTC
THIS WAS FANTASTIC.
You made it funny, clever, and insanely HOT as well. Kudos to ya, that was brilliant. And personally, I LOVE S. Italy/Spain, if that counts for anything
“But I don’t want to be held for ransom,” Antonio whined from behind him
Ahahahah, that slayed me, I started cracking up. Oh Antonio, why are you so adorable? And oh authornon, WHY do you write him in such an adorable fashion? *sends hearts in your direction*
The following day, somewhere in England, Arthur sat on his regal chair laughing his evil laugh.
“Ufufufu,” he continued to laugh to himself as he picked up his newly printed newspaper. “I should distribute these to any interested parties.”
The headline read ‘South Italy claims the Kingdom of Spain’. In the full-color picture, Lovino looked red and screaming as his errant piece of hair was curled roughly into the shape of a heart. Antonio was somewhere near him with red cheeks and a smile on his face looking very (and strangely) unaware of the goings-on around him.
That Alfred really was useful when it came to supplying him with news-worthy material. This would surely sell out in no time. Ah, how he loved his expertise in newspapers. Just as the thought came to mind, his phone began to ring. He placed the receiver next to his ear and before he could even speak, the Frenchman on the other end of the line yelled in his ear.
“It’s called a tabloid, you pervert!”
“It’s gentleman to you, you git,” Arthur screamed into the receiver.
Meanwhile, in the northern part of Italy, a pair of scissor could be heard tearing through paper.
“Ve~” the owner of the scissors said. “I’m so proud of big brother. He finally accomplished something.”
Feliciano clipped the front page of the newspaper article and stuck it on a scrapbook. To think that his brother conquered another country and a former empire no less; he was so proud that he couldn’t help himself. It was the very first entry in his otherwise empty scrapbook. He tapped the bound pages once before closing it.
“Ah, I should also work on conquering one of my own,” he said as he walked out the door, lunch bag with carefully packed pasta in hand. He was going to a non-pasta friendly place after all. “I wonder,” he said to himself.
Feliciano got into some deep introspection and after a while came up with a splendid idea. If he were to conquer Germany then that included all those who lived in Germany’s house, right? Would that mean that he could get Prussia for free? The two for one deal was too good to pass up and so he happily locked his front door and left for Ludwig’s house. The scrapbook lay forgotten on the desk but upon closer inspection, one would clearly understand just what the younger Italian brother was up to. The unassuming book in the colors of his flag had an intricately handwritten title reading only three words - ‘Italia: World Domination’.
End.
(Anon could not help anon!self OP. Your Spain/S. Italy request was turned the other way around. *fail*)
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It really doesn't matter to me because Spain and S.Italy pr0n is still Spain and S.Italy pr0n~ I loved every part of this and the ending made me lol
....lol recaptcha: gropings devel
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TY so much for filling this ♥
How stupid could he be to place his wallet in his back pocket where it was easily accessible?
TRUFAX everyone knows this is somehing you don't do!
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AHAHAHAHA, oh anon. I knew risking checking out the kink meme on a public computer was worth it. I hope my giggling wasn't too loud anyway.
Oh God, it was so perfect and lgknagn the bit about the cross and the LOLs oh God, ILU ♥.
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OH MY FRIGGING GOD THAT WAS JUST HFKKDFHFNKLCKADSOJDSID PERFECT!!!! YES YOU JUST MADE ME KEYBOARD-SPAZZ!!!!
Oh dear, do you know it's past 1AM here and I had to bite into a stuffed animal to stifle the insane giggling??
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Oh my god this is ridiculous and amazing and I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING.
Thanks for the hilarious read, anon. XD
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Ohohoho. Italy/World = new OTP? XDDD along with France/Everyone and Russia/World? orz
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You made it funny, clever, and insanely HOT as well. Kudos to ya, that was brilliant. And personally, I LOVE S. Italy/Spain, if that counts for anything
“But I don’t want to be held for ransom,” Antonio whined from behind him
Ahahahah, that slayed me, I started cracking up. Oh Antonio, why are you so adorable? And oh authornon, WHY do you write him in such an adorable fashion? *sends hearts in your direction*
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Ohmygosh, this was so AWESOME! and the ending was so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!
Great job WRITER!ANON
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