Pride and Prejudice-Hetalia Style (3/?)
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March 18 2009, 01:52:01 UTC
Seyelles and Peter, the two youngest in the family were excited by the militia regiment visiting Meryton. It was the only thing they talked about. Seyelles would feel ashamed about sometimes when teased by their older brothers, but Peter didn't seem to mind.
One morning they were talking about when, Matthew received a letter.
“What's it about?” Tino asked.
“Oh, Miss. Bonnefoy asked me to come have dinner with them and the officers.”
“Really? Lucky!” Peter said.
“Honey, you should walk right now. It will rain so you'll have to spend the night.”
“I guess.”
the next morning * “Oh dear!”
“What is it?” Alfred asked Tino who was reading a letter.
“It seems Matthew is sick-”
“Then I'll go take care of him! I am a hero after all. And I know all about how to cure sickness.” He ran out of the house before Tino could protest.
**** *
He was received with politeness by Mr. Bonnefoy's sisters and with kindness by Mr. Bonnefoy. Mr. Kirkland said little and Mr. Hurst, the husband of one of Mr. Bonnefoy's sisters said nothing. Alfred's enquiries after his brother weren't answered favorably. Matthew was very sick and could not leave his room. Alfred was taken there immediately. He tried putting a cheeseburger on his brother's head, but it seemed to do nothing. After Mr. Bonnefoy actually explained what a cold was, he just sat by Matthew's bed talking to him about things.
***** *
After dinner was over, Alfred went back to bother-err I mean cure, his brother. At that moment the trash talking commenced.
“I don't like him.” Mrs. Hurst said. “He's just a good walker. He looked almost wild when he came over here today.”
“I know right? His hair was so untidy.” Miss. Bonnefoy said. “And mud covered pants. You noticed Mr. Kirkland, and you wouldn't want to see your sister do something like that.”
“Certainly not.”
“It shows that he has affection for his brother.” Mr. Bonnefoy said fondly.
“This must have changed your opinion of his fine eyes.” Miss. Bonnefoy whispered to Mr. Kirkland.
“Not at all. They were brightened by the exercise.”
“As much as I like Mr. Matthew.” Mrs. Hurst said. “He's a nice boy. However to have such a family! Did you know they have realtives in Cheapside?”
“If they had family enough to fill Cheapside, it would not make them any less agreeable.” Mr. Bonnefoy said.
“It will make it hard for them to become man mistresses of men of any consideration.” Mr. Kirkland said.
***** *
“You prefer reading to playing cards?” Mr. Hurst asked. “Wow.”
“Heh. He must be a great reader and not like anything else.”
“Not really,” Alfred said. He actually prefer, playing games, talking to animals, or shooting guns to reading. However reading was okay. “I like a lot of things.”
“It's good you like taking care of your sister.” Mr. Bonnefoy said.
“Has Miss. Elizabeta grown much?”Miss. Bonnefoy asked. “Will she be as tall as me?”
“I think so.” Mr. Kirkland said. “It wouldn't do if she was as tall as Mr. Alfred.”
“I would love to see her. Her playing of the pianoforte was excellent. Very accomplished.”
“Young ladies and men. I wonder how they can stand to be very accomplished.” Mr. Bonnefoy said.
“What do you mean?”
“The wine bastard is trying to say that, there aren't many accomplished young people. I don't know more then half a dozen.”
“No I'm sure.” Miss. Bonnefoy agreed.
“What do you consider accomplished?” Alfred asked bored of his book.
“Duh they have to be able to dance, draw, sing, play music, speak languages, as well as have a certain bearing in their walk and manner.”
“Yes.” Mr. Kirkland said then added looking at Alfred's book. “They also must be extensive readers.”
“Wow. I'm surprised you know any.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I'm pretty awesome, and my family is okay, but even we can't do all that.”
He soon after left the room and got trash talked again.
One morning they were talking about when, Matthew received a letter.
“What's it about?” Tino asked.
“Oh, Miss. Bonnefoy asked me to come have dinner with them and the officers.”
“Really? Lucky!” Peter said.
“Honey, you should walk right now. It will rain so you'll have to spend the night.”
“I guess.”
the next morning *
“Oh dear!”
“What is it?” Alfred asked Tino who was reading a letter.
“It seems Matthew is sick-”
“Then I'll go take care of him! I am a hero after all. And I know all about how to cure sickness.” He ran out of the house before Tino could protest.
**** *
He was received with politeness by Mr. Bonnefoy's sisters and with kindness by Mr. Bonnefoy. Mr. Kirkland said little and Mr. Hurst, the husband of one of Mr. Bonnefoy's sisters said nothing. Alfred's enquiries after his brother weren't answered favorably. Matthew was very sick and could not leave his room. Alfred was taken there immediately. He tried putting a cheeseburger on his brother's head, but it seemed to do nothing. After Mr. Bonnefoy actually explained what a cold was, he just sat by Matthew's bed talking to him about things.
***** *
After dinner was over, Alfred went back to bother-err I mean cure, his brother. At that moment the trash talking commenced.
“I don't like him.” Mrs. Hurst said. “He's just a good walker. He looked almost wild when he came over here today.”
“I know right? His hair was so untidy.” Miss. Bonnefoy said. “And mud covered pants. You noticed Mr. Kirkland, and you wouldn't want to see your sister do something like that.”
“Certainly not.”
“It shows that he has affection for his brother.” Mr. Bonnefoy said fondly.
“This must have changed your opinion of his fine eyes.” Miss. Bonnefoy whispered to Mr. Kirkland.
“Not at all. They were brightened by the exercise.”
“As much as I like Mr. Matthew.” Mrs. Hurst said. “He's a nice boy. However to have such a family! Did you know they have realtives in Cheapside?”
“If they had family enough to fill Cheapside, it would not make them any less agreeable.” Mr. Bonnefoy said.
“It will make it hard for them to become man mistresses of men of any consideration.” Mr. Kirkland said.
***** *
“You prefer reading to playing cards?” Mr. Hurst asked. “Wow.”
“Heh. He must be a great reader and not like anything else.”
“Not really,” Alfred said. He actually prefer, playing games, talking to animals, or shooting guns to reading. However reading was okay. “I like a lot of things.”
“It's good you like taking care of your sister.” Mr. Bonnefoy said.
“Has Miss. Elizabeta grown much?”Miss. Bonnefoy asked. “Will she be as tall as me?”
“I think so.” Mr. Kirkland said. “It wouldn't do if she was as tall as Mr. Alfred.”
“I would love to see her. Her playing of the pianoforte was excellent. Very accomplished.”
“Young ladies and men. I wonder how they can stand to be very accomplished.” Mr. Bonnefoy said.
“What do you mean?”
“The wine bastard is trying to say that, there aren't many accomplished young people. I don't know more then half a dozen.”
“No I'm sure.” Miss. Bonnefoy agreed.
“What do you consider accomplished?” Alfred asked bored of his book.
“Duh they have to be able to dance, draw, sing, play music, speak languages, as well as have a certain bearing in their walk and manner.”
“Yes.” Mr. Kirkland said then added looking at Alfred's book. “They also must be extensive readers.”
“Wow. I'm surprised you know any.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I'm pretty awesome, and my family is okay, but even we can't do all that.”
He soon after left the room and got trash talked again.
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