FrancexCanada plz or ``France is Ho``
anonymous
May 26 2009, 23:17:18 UTC
Canada had long ago concluded that love sucked, when he saw his father figure mourining his speration from their brother. It was reinforced oh so much now years later, when in the middle of sipping a double double Canada realized something he had been denying for years. He then promptly spat out his coffee.
``Hey watch say it, don`t spray it.`` Alfred laughed ducking the spit as he ate the hambuger he had bought next door.
`Very funny.`` Canada said coldly as he thought about the problem at hand. He was in love with France. With France!
In away it explained a lot. Why he had always seen England as more of a Father, why he would suddenly go red at G8 meetings if their hands accidently touched, why he felt strangly happy that France actually remembered his name even though the other countries didn`t (except America and sometimes England or Cuba if they weren`t more angry then usual with America). It also explained why he felt so jealous of the lovey dovey (well as lovey dovey as those two got) relationship England and America had since the second world war, or way Newfoundland and Saskatchewan were giggling together lately (the idea of Newfoundland giggling in the first place was too scary to comparhend), or the...um unbrotherly way Nova Scotia and New Brunswich hugged. Love offered the clearist explanation for this.
There were three problems with this:
a) His provinces would kill him: He could already see Ontario in yandere mode ready to go. Even Quebec wouldn`t be that happy. They might aprove of it from an international relations point of view. But they would still insist that he didn`t become to `friendly` with anyone nation.
b) Um..let`s face it France is kind of a ho. He hits on anything that moves (or doesn`t move Canada thought remembering the wine bottle instant at America`s birthday party four years ago). It would be extremly irrating to have your date hit on people at the other table, the waiter, and your brother, if he happened to answer the door before you.
c)....When England had asked France to choose between Canada and Guadeloupe, he chose Guadeloupe. Without hesitation. Or at least that`s what it felt like.
I don`t want to be rejected again. He thought. ` ``I`m so fucked.`` he groaned.
FrancexCanada plz or ``France is Ho`` Part Two
anonymous
May 27 2009, 18:15:47 UTC
Russia/America person, you have to make your request in a new comment not attach it to someonelse's request.
Everyone else, thanks. ^___^
Part Two
Time passed quickly and soon it was time for the next G8 meeting. Canada considered playing sick, but then remembered that Sealand would probably pretend to be him if he didn't show up.
"America, you're early for once."
He turned around and saw England standing behind him with a perplexed expression on his face. There was also the distinct smell of gin in the air, which might explain the mix up.
"Um.." Canada said uncertian how to phrase his correction.
"Is your vison also disappearing as you get older Eyebrows. That's clearly Canada."
"What do you mean- Oh. Sorry." England nodded at Canada.
"You should be. How could you mistake my awesomeness?" America said.
"I think the real crime is that you didn't reconqnize my silkly blond hair on him." France said reaching out and fingering one of Canada's curls. "See how it spakles in the sunlight?"
Canada was very aware that France was staring at him. Staring and licking his bottom lip ever so slightly like he was about to make a propostion. Maybe it was the right time to....
Suddenly words echod through his memory.
[i]"What would I want with a few thousand miles of ice and snow?" France answered England's question unaware that Canada could hear him. [/i]
*Slap* He knocked France's hand away.
Canada stared down at his own hand in shock. Then he looked up. France still had his hand in midair and was gaping at him. So was England and everyone else.
"Did America's brother just declare war on brother France?" N. Italy asked curiously.
"No. He...rejected a trade deal." Germany explained.
Canada looked at the floor blushing. "I..I have to go the washroom."
Oh, anon, this is so great! asdkjfkldfjkldaskffd I'm so glad you're continuing and man, I feel so bad for poor Canada.
Agreeing with previous anon, that last line was just killer. And I kinda loled at England coming into the G8 drunk. What kind of night did he have. >_>
Anon, you have all my love! Looking forward to more!
FrancexCanada plz or ``France is Ho`` Part Three
anonymous
May 28 2009, 20:47:09 UTC
He breathed heavily trying to catch his breath.
"What was that about?"
Canada jumped. He turned around and say France standing behind him.
"It's nothing."He looked at the other man's hands. "Did it hurt?"
"No."
Silence. It was only at that moment that Canada realized they both had switched over to French (and seemed to be able to understand each other despite the slight differences between the dialects).
"I wasn't cut out to be a parent you know." France said suddenly not looking at him.
How did he know?
"I didn't want you to be a parent." Canada blurted out.
"Oh?" France raised an eyebrow.
Well it was now or never.
"I just wanted to be together. England did a lot for me and I love him like a father,but I wanted to be with you too. I lo-"
France cut him off putting a finger to his lip, smiling slightly apoletically.
"We should go back in."
He's trying to spare my feelings. Canada thought, but put on a fake smile and said "Alright."
They walked into the room.
"You're back." England said. "Honestly, gitface if I ever findout that you did something pervy to upset him-"
England was cut off his sentence as France tilted Canada's head back and kissed him full on the lips. Canada was shocked for a minute, but then closed his eyes and returned it.
Finally France pulled away and winked.
'I get it now.' Canada thought smiling back, as England cursed in the background while Germany, Japan and America barely restrainted him. 'Words aren't needed.'
"Oh~That's cemanting an alliance, isn't it Germany?" N. Italy said.
"No," France answered instead chuckling. "That's accepting a trade agreement. But I can cemant an alliance with you and Canada together later if you'd like."
Now Canada had to drag France out of the meeting room, as England had managed to free himself because Germany had released his grip, and they and S.Italy were walking towards Frances with murderous glares on their faces.
Because at the end of the day France was still France.
Sorry this took me so long to respond to, but this is just awesome writer!anon. I loved it. The angst and the sweet yet forehead-slapping ending. Oh, France.
``Hey watch say it, don`t spray it.`` Alfred laughed ducking the spit as he ate the hambuger he had bought next door.
`Very funny.`` Canada said coldly as he thought about the problem at hand. He was in love with France. With France!
In away it explained a lot. Why he had always seen England as more of a Father, why he would suddenly go red at G8 meetings if their hands accidently touched, why he felt strangly happy that France actually remembered his name even though the other countries didn`t (except America and sometimes England or Cuba if they weren`t more angry then usual with America). It also explained why he felt so jealous of the lovey dovey (well as lovey dovey as those two got) relationship England and America had since the second world war, or way Newfoundland and Saskatchewan were giggling together lately (the idea of Newfoundland giggling in the first place was too scary to comparhend), or the...um unbrotherly way Nova Scotia and New Brunswich hugged. Love offered the clearist explanation for this.
There were three problems with this:
a) His provinces would kill him: He could already see Ontario in yandere mode ready to go. Even Quebec wouldn`t be that happy. They might aprove of it from an international relations point of view. But they would still insist that he didn`t become to `friendly` with anyone nation.
b) Um..let`s face it France is kind of a ho. He hits on anything that moves (or doesn`t move Canada thought remembering the wine bottle instant at America`s birthday party four years ago). It would be extremly irrating to have your date hit on people at the other table, the waiter, and your brother, if he happened to answer the door before you.
c)....When England had asked France to choose between Canada and Guadeloupe, he chose Guadeloupe. Without hesitation. Or at least that`s what it felt like.
I don`t want to be rejected again. He thought.
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``I`m so fucked.`` he groaned.
``Aren`t we all?`` America said cheerfully.
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Will Canada ever confess? I think I must know!!
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Everyone else, thanks. ^___^
Part Two
Time passed quickly and soon it was time for the next G8 meeting. Canada considered playing sick, but then remembered that Sealand would probably pretend to be him if he didn't show up.
"America, you're early for once."
He turned around and saw England standing behind him with a perplexed expression on his face. There was also the distinct smell of gin in the air, which might explain the mix up.
"Um.." Canada said uncertian how to phrase his correction.
"Is your vison also disappearing as you get older Eyebrows. That's clearly Canada."
"What do you mean- Oh. Sorry." England nodded at Canada.
"You should be. How could you mistake my awesomeness?" America said.
"I think the real crime is that you didn't reconqnize my silkly blond hair on him." France said reaching out and fingering one of Canada's curls. "See how it spakles in the sunlight?"
Canada was very aware that France was staring at him. Staring and licking his bottom lip ever so slightly like he was about to make a propostion. Maybe it was the right time to....
Suddenly words echod through his memory.
[i]"What would I want with a few thousand miles of ice and snow?" France answered England's question unaware that Canada could hear him. [/i]
*Slap* He knocked France's hand away.
Canada stared down at his own hand in shock. Then he looked up. France still had his hand in midair and was gaping at him. So was England and everyone else.
"Did America's brother just declare war on brother France?" N. Italy asked curiously.
"No. He...rejected a trade deal." Germany explained.
Canada looked at the floor blushing. "I..I have to go the washroom."
Then he dashed off.
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"No. He...rejected a trade deal." Germany explained
OMGWTFROFLMAOFTWBBQ THAT WAS BRILLIANT!!!!
KEEP IT UP
Also, loving the angst in this. What would I want with a few thousand miles of ice and snow??? Ouch Francis. Just, ouch.
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Agreeing with previous anon, that last line was just killer. And I kinda loled at England coming into the G8 drunk. What kind of night did he have. >_>
Anon, you have all my love! Looking forward to more!
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"What was that about?"
Canada jumped. He turned around and say France standing behind him.
"It's nothing."He looked at the other man's hands. "Did it hurt?"
"No."
Silence. It was only at that moment that Canada realized they both had switched over to French (and seemed to be able to understand each other despite the slight differences between the dialects).
"I wasn't cut out to be a parent you know." France said suddenly not looking at him.
How did he know?
"I didn't want you to be a parent." Canada blurted out.
"Oh?" France raised an eyebrow.
Well it was now or never.
"I just wanted to be together. England did a lot for me and I love him like a father,but I wanted to be with you too. I lo-"
France cut him off putting a finger to his lip, smiling slightly apoletically.
"We should go back in."
He's trying to spare my feelings. Canada thought, but put on a fake smile and said "Alright."
They walked into the room.
"You're back." England said. "Honestly, gitface if I ever findout that you did something pervy to upset him-"
England was cut off his sentence as France tilted Canada's head back and kissed him full on the lips. Canada was shocked for a minute, but then closed his eyes and returned it.
Finally France pulled away and winked.
'I get it now.' Canada thought smiling back, as England cursed in the background while Germany, Japan and America barely restrainted him. 'Words aren't needed.'
"Oh~That's cemanting an alliance, isn't it Germany?" N. Italy said.
"No," France answered instead chuckling. "That's accepting a trade agreement. But I can cemant an alliance with you and Canada together later if you'd like."
Now Canada had to drag France out of the meeting room, as England had managed to free himself because Germany had released his grip, and they and S.Italy were walking towards Frances with murderous glares on their faces.
Because at the end of the day France was still France.
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Great work, anon! Thank you!!
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