The Flight of the Rice Rocket [2/??]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 12:32:18 UTC
America bristles. “You’re still driving cattle carts around at your house aren’t you, Russia? Do you even know what a car is?”
“That was uncalled for,” Germany says, the last outside. He frowns at the car, but sets his shoulders back. “We’re all exhausted, but we have a job to do.”
America turns his nose up at Russia and the car in one movement. “Then I motion Russia has to sit on top of the clown car. We won’t fit otherwise. It’s for the good of everybody.”
“If it is for the general good I will of course comply,” Russia says, smiling. “But to do his part as well I think America would fit nicely in the trunk, yes?”
America glowers, but Germany says seriously, “The trunk or are we in this together?”
“Together,” America mutters.
“Good. Now wh-great, where is Italy?” Germany turns around. They all jump when the car’s horn beeps loudly.
“Germany!” Italy says, leaning over England sitting next to him to wave. “Look, I’m going to drive!”
Japan breaks out in a cold sweat. “I do not think-”
“Get in everybody, our bosses are expecting us!” Italy nearly sings, mimicking a revving engine sound.
America looks inside. “Why does England get the passenger seat? I called shotgun!”
“I don’t give a damn about what you called and I’m the bloody host.” England holds down the button that rolls up the window. “Get in the car.”
America’s eyes widen and he looks into the back seat, where everyone has suddenly taken their places. Thank goodness half the G20 had already met up with their bosses, but even with just ten of them there are limbs practically spilling out the seams.
The car is only wide enough for two people and Italy and England claim the front. Germany is directly behind Italy on the right side, with Russia sitting next to him behind England. France is lying in the back window, Korea is getting comfy on the floor in front of Germany, and China is on the floor in front of Russia. Japan is attempting to look dignified sitting on Germany’s lap.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” America looks back into the front seat and taps on England’s window. With a heavy sigh, England lowers the glass a few centimeters. “Uh. Can I sit in your lap?” he asks, head lowered in shame.
“No,” England says after a moment.
America misinterprets the pause as him actually having a chance. “Please?” he whines.
“No! Who’s lap is open?”
“Fuck that, open the trunk!”
“Don’t be silly," says Russia. "I will not bite unless you ask me very, very nicely."
“Go to hell!” America flinches away from the car. “China, you’re smaller than me, why don’t you take that spot and I’ll have the floor?”
“Fat chance, aru.”
“France…?”
France laughs. “You’re going to have to cut way back on burgers if you want to have a chance of fitting up here, cheri. Besides, only the most beautiful of merchandise should go in the window.” He run his fingers idly through Germany’s hair, ignoring it when Germany blushes and his neck sinks into his shoulders to escape the caresses.
“But-”
Germany inhales. Japan covers his ears. “America, get in the car! You’re not the only one who’s being made uncomfortable in this! The sooner we start the sooner we can get out.”
“F-fine, I’m going!” America hunches to fit his head in but hesitates. Facing Russia would be… wrong. But sitting perfectly on his lap facing away is weird, too. At last he opts for Japan’s tactic, an altered sort of side-saddle approach. Russia reaches around his waist and shuts the door with one hand.
It sort of molds them together and America shudders. “Where’s your other hand?” he says. Russia smiles.
“Okay, everyone ready?” Italy says. He reaches down for the clutch and his hand closes anticlimactically on air. A few seconds looking around and he finally gives up.
England is watching him worriedly. “Italy, which side of the road do you drive on at your house?”
“Ve, there are sides?”
Japan moans and, without a seat belt, does his best to try to cement himself back against Germany. The engine starts (“Ah, bene!”) and everyone holds their breath.
Very soon after that the screaming begins.
There is more. But it’s four in the morning and I kind of actually have to write that paper now ;_;
Re: The Flight of the Rice Rocket [2/??]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 13:20:08 UTC
AHA AHAHAHA AHAHA AHA XD! Anon is dying of laughter!!!
Japan is attempting to look dignified sitting on Germany's lap. BWAHAHAHAHAHA Everything about this is brilliant, EVERYTHING. Korea being as annoying as usual, Germany, Alfred criticizing the car, (I was imagining one of http://www.tcnj.edu/~pa/news/2009/images/bluesmartcarJPG.jpg amiright?), EVERYTHING. This is like hilarious incarnate or something. I praise you, orz. Also, is there a forthcoming backseat orgy? Because captcha seems to think there should be: petard EXPERIENCED, eh? No I'm not Canadian, what would give you that idea?
Re: The Flight of the Rice Rocket [2/??]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 13:39:09 UTC
Something like that down the very COLOR, anon XD I hope there will be an orgy, or at least that's the plan at the moment. Ohoho, I see, then you must have been all a quiver about what had become of a certain someone somewhere during all the shuffling about, yeah? you didn't forget your own nation did you D8
OP is squeeing too much to breath!!!!
anonymous
April 20 2009, 14:21:27 UTC
I had no idea there would be a fill this fast!!! I love you writer!Anon *collapses into more squeeing*
I would've responded so much sooner but I'm under angry-mom-lockdown and she confiscates any access I have to the outside world every night! (I'm writing this on my phone)
Please continue~ This is turning out exactly how I pictured it XD
Re: The Flight of the Rice Rocket [2/??]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 16:10:16 UTC
Currently DYING, writernon. This is a thing of beauty. I'm loving Germany splitting eardrums and Italy looking for the clutch and oh god, France in the window. XD And Japan! Yes. FFFF cannot wait for more of this. In the meantime, good luck with your paper. o/
Re: The Flight of the Rice Rocket [2/??]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 17:11:12 UTC
and Canada is watching this all with annoyed, yet amused, fashion seeing as they forgot him again. Then he calls a cab and makes it there in one piece without being fondled by anyone.
Re: The Flight of the Rice Rocket [2/??]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 18:24:21 UTC
well maybe the cab driver was a little bit friendly but Canada brought a taser along and since we all know his rep with those the cabby smartly kept his hands to himself.
Re: The Flight of the Rice Rocket [2/??]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 19:40:54 UTC
Anooooooooooon this has earned you an internet~ Enjoy. I lol'd, 'pecially because I've been smooshed into a car full of people before and it's just as awkward as this~
“That was uncalled for,” Germany says, the last outside. He frowns at the car, but sets his shoulders back. “We’re all exhausted, but we have a job to do.”
America turns his nose up at Russia and the car in one movement. “Then I motion Russia has to sit on top of the clown car. We won’t fit otherwise. It’s for the good of everybody.”
“If it is for the general good I will of course comply,” Russia says, smiling. “But to do his part as well I think America would fit nicely in the trunk, yes?”
America glowers, but Germany says seriously, “The trunk or are we in this together?”
“Together,” America mutters.
“Good. Now wh-great, where is Italy?” Germany turns around. They all jump when the car’s horn beeps loudly.
“Germany!” Italy says, leaning over England sitting next to him to wave. “Look, I’m going to drive!”
Japan breaks out in a cold sweat. “I do not think-”
“Get in everybody, our bosses are expecting us!” Italy nearly sings, mimicking a revving engine sound.
America looks inside. “Why does England get the passenger seat? I called shotgun!”
“I don’t give a damn about what you called and I’m the bloody host.” England holds down the button that rolls up the window. “Get in the car.”
America’s eyes widen and he looks into the back seat, where everyone has suddenly taken their places. Thank goodness half the G20 had already met up with their bosses, but even with just ten of them there are limbs practically spilling out the seams.
The car is only wide enough for two people and Italy and England claim the front. Germany is directly behind Italy on the right side, with Russia sitting next to him behind England. France is lying in the back window, Korea is getting comfy on the floor in front of Germany, and China is on the floor in front of Russia. Japan is attempting to look dignified sitting on Germany’s lap.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” America looks back into the front seat and taps on England’s window. With a heavy sigh, England lowers the glass a few centimeters. “Uh. Can I sit in your lap?” he asks, head lowered in shame.
“No,” England says after a moment.
America misinterprets the pause as him actually having a chance. “Please?” he whines.
“No! Who’s lap is open?”
“Fuck that, open the trunk!”
“Don’t be silly," says Russia. "I will not bite unless you ask me very, very nicely."
“Go to hell!” America flinches away from the car. “China, you’re smaller than me, why don’t you take that spot and I’ll have the floor?”
“Fat chance, aru.”
“France…?”
France laughs. “You’re going to have to cut way back on burgers if you want to have a chance of fitting up here, cheri. Besides, only the most beautiful of merchandise should go in the window.” He run his fingers idly through Germany’s hair, ignoring it when Germany blushes and his neck sinks into his shoulders to escape the caresses.
“But-”
Germany inhales. Japan covers his ears. “America, get in the car! You’re not the only one who’s being made uncomfortable in this! The sooner we start the sooner we can get out.”
“F-fine, I’m going!” America hunches to fit his head in but hesitates. Facing Russia would be… wrong. But sitting perfectly on his lap facing away is weird, too. At last he opts for Japan’s tactic, an altered sort of side-saddle approach. Russia reaches around his waist and shuts the door with one hand.
It sort of molds them together and America shudders. “Where’s your other hand?” he says. Russia smiles.
“Okay, everyone ready?” Italy says. He reaches down for the clutch and his hand closes anticlimactically on air. A few seconds looking around and he finally gives up.
England is watching him worriedly. “Italy, which side of the road do you drive on at your house?”
“Ve, there are sides?”
Japan moans and, without a seat belt, does his best to try to cement himself back against Germany. The engine starts (“Ah, bene!”) and everyone holds their breath.
Very soon after that the screaming begins.
There is more. But it’s four in the morning and I kind of actually have to write that paper now ;_;
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Japan is attempting to look dignified sitting on Germany's lap.
BWAHAHAHAHAHA Everything about this is brilliant, EVERYTHING. Korea being as annoying as usual, Germany, Alfred criticizing the car, (I was imagining one of http://www.tcnj.edu/~pa/news/2009/images/bluesmartcarJPG.jpg amiright?), EVERYTHING. This is like hilarious incarnate or something. I praise you, orz. Also, is there a forthcoming backseat orgy? Because captcha seems to think there should be: petard EXPERIENCED, eh? No I'm not Canadian, what would give you that idea?
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I hope there will be an orgy, or at least that's the plan at the moment. Ohoho, I see, then you must have been all a quiver about what had become of a certain someone somewhere during all the shuffling about, yeah? you didn't forget your own nation did you D8
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I would've responded so much sooner but I'm under angry-mom-lockdown and she confiscates any access I have to the outside world every night! (I'm writing this on my phone)
Please continue~ This is turning out exactly how I pictured it XD
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I'll be on the rest of it like Romano on tomatoes as soon as I work out the mechanics of it lmfao
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This is the funniest thing I've read in ages! Keep it up!
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fffff all these wonderful comments! D: I didn't think there'd be this many I feel kind of bad for using up comment space
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I lol'd, 'pecially because I've been smooshed into a car full of people before and it's just as awkward as this~
sSJGKSHGSE...
WHERE'S CANADA?
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Is Russia sitting on him? D:
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Anon... ILU. Thank you for this.
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