We Make Our Dreams Come Truuuuueeee [Part 3/3]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 20:01:13 UTC
"Being the eldest doesn't mean you're the best," supplied Japan softly. It was the first time he'd spoken since becoming a child.
"Right. Everyone! Everyone!" shouted England, as he got the feeling he was rather losing his grip on this situation. "Everyone listen to me or I'll turn you all into poopyheads!"
A great hush fell over the room.
"Right," said England, pleased at being recognised as the boss of the proceedings. "Now, we have stuff to talk about, and it's important, and because the spell only seems to make us look like children, not think like children, we'll still talk about the stuff and wait until the spell wears off. America, you were saying something before the break."
He looked down at America kindly, who was wide-eyed and more than a little frightened. "But there're so many people," he whispered.
England patted him on the head. "You'll be okay! Just stand up and talk!"
He lifted America onto the table and the child stood there stage-struck, staring with wide eyes at the faces staring back at him. He then looked down at his feet and fiddled with his smock. "I want to be an airplane," he mumbled.
England smiled and tugged on America's sleeve to draw the child's attention. "Climb on my back," he suggested, "and we'll pretend you're an aeroplane!"
America cheered and did so, and made aeroplane noises as England ran as fast as he could manage around the table.
"Can I be an aeroplane?" asked Canada shyly.
"Of course!" replied France happily, and helped the other North American brother onto his back.
"I want to colour," said Italy cheerfully, tugging on the Holy Roman Empire's hand. "Hey, hey, Holy Roman Empire, will you colour with me? There's some paper here! And pencils!"
The Holy Roman Empire blushed deeply but nodded, and so Italy reached for the paper with 'CONFIDENTIAL DOCUMENTS' on them, turned them over, and began drawing bunnies on their backs. The Holy Roman Empire joined in, though spent more time looking at the brunet beside him than at his own work.
Hungary had gotten into an argument with Prussia and they were now trying to see who could slide the farthest on the table. Japan quietly joined Italy and the Holy Roman Empire in their colouring, and China was building a scale model of the Great Wall out of paper - and being hindered by Korea, who kept insisting that he had invented walls until Vietnam tugged him away to play catch with Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Seychelles.
"Hey," said Lithuania softly, tugging on Poland's arm, "Russia looks really lonely. Can I ask him to play with us?"
Poland crossed his arms and frowned. "Why?"
"I don't think he should be alone," Lithuania answered honestly. "He's just sitting there, and I don't think it's very nice to be lonely."
"It's awesome to be lonely!" interjected Prussia as he slid past.
Poland pursed his lips, frowning. "Okay, fine," he replied at last. "But if he, like, goes all scary, I'm totally telling Sealand."
Lithuania smiled widely. "Thank you!" He skipped over to Russia and patted his shoulder, asking him to join in. They weren't sure what he was joining in with yet, but they didn't want him to be lonely, so he could help them decide what he was joining!
Russia's smile was like sunflowers.
America was soon bored by playing aeroplanes, and it didn’t take long for England and France to start arguing, and so the two blond brothers sat on the floor and watched the two older boys fight with imaginary swords.
"Go England!" America cheered.
"I want France to win," mumbled Canada.
"No you don't," said America, "you want England to win."
"Aw..."
Everyone quite forgot that they were supposed to be discussing important business. When the subject was brought up, Italy decided that the most important business to discuss was the matter of lunch, and everyone agreed.
They had pasta, orange juice, and biscuits.
*
The next morning, after the spell had worn off, no one was quite certain just what had happened, why there were pictures of bunnies on every available surface, or why there were biscuit crumbs everywhere - yet, for some reason, didn't really mind.
I do hope this bears semblance to what you wanted, anon!
Re: We Make Our Dreams Come Truuuuueeee [Part 3/3]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 20:35:35 UTC
....the squee, it kills.
What I love best is the point where everyone just slides into kiddy-mindset as well as kiddy-bodies, and America being too shy and declaring he wants to be an airplane - and England playing aeroplanes with him - and America bullying Canada - and Prussia sliding with Hungary! ...I want more.
Re: We Make Our Dreams Come Truuuuueeee [Part 3/3]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 21:34:57 UTC
I think there's a diabetes epidemic around here, seriously. That was SO CUTE OMFG. I'd pick a favorite moment b-but I can't. I just love it ALL. SKJFASJLasjDkjdf;sfj ♥ *puddle of squishy*
Re: We Make Our Dreams Come Truuuuueeee [Part 3/3]
anonymous
April 21 2009, 20:36:21 UTC
I'll second that *puddle of squishy* and raise you a *lump of d'awww*
8348q3u48kdfkeajfiEJfijrzadif~!!! Little!Leit asking Lil!Russia to play~!? And America wants to be an airplane! Sooooo cuuuute! Like a kitten with a toothache, it's sugary sweeet!
Re: We Make Our Dreams Come Truuuuueeee [Part 3/3]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 22:30:40 UTC
Op-anon here! You did such a cute job on it :3
I love especially how they all wind up acting like little kids anyway, and the little touches like baby!Korea still insisting he invented things, too. Brings pretty cute mental images XD
Thank you so much, writer-anon. I appreciate it a lot!
(love the Muppet Babies reference in the title too)
Okay. Okay. That was the single-most adorable fill on this meme. Totally, completely, absolutely YES. I loved how it was written and the young!nation interactions and just GAH my heart MELTED, dear anon. Kudos to your awesome ♥
recaptcha: someday sherbet (sounds like it was made for sealand)
Re: We Make Our Dreams Come Truuuuueeee [Part 3/3]
anonymous
April 20 2009, 23:08:05 UTC
D'awwwwwww....
And then Sealand busts into the room, an unlabelled DVD in hand, and laughs self-assuredly at all of the now-adult nations. He puts the CD in the wide-screen TV America had ordered the week previous, and what occurred the day before starts playing across the screen, to the immense embarrassment of every nation there.
"So, you guys, I just got an account on this awesome site called Youtube," he says, a peculiar gleam in his eyes. "Ready to make me a nation yet?"
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SORRY ANON. The extra sugary-sweetness of your fic has caused a sudden in growth of crack in my brain! It was very awesome, very very awesome, Writer!Anon, and I enjoyed it immensely~
"Right. Everyone! Everyone!" shouted England, as he got the feeling he was rather losing his grip on this situation. "Everyone listen to me or I'll turn you all into poopyheads!"
A great hush fell over the room.
"Right," said England, pleased at being recognised as the boss of the proceedings. "Now, we have stuff to talk about, and it's important, and because the spell only seems to make us look like children, not think like children, we'll still talk about the stuff and wait until the spell wears off. America, you were saying something before the break."
He looked down at America kindly, who was wide-eyed and more than a little frightened. "But there're so many people," he whispered.
England patted him on the head. "You'll be okay! Just stand up and talk!"
He lifted America onto the table and the child stood there stage-struck, staring with wide eyes at the faces staring back at him. He then looked down at his feet and fiddled with his smock. "I want to be an airplane," he mumbled.
England smiled and tugged on America's sleeve to draw the child's attention. "Climb on my back," he suggested, "and we'll pretend you're an aeroplane!"
America cheered and did so, and made aeroplane noises as England ran as fast as he could manage around the table.
"Can I be an aeroplane?" asked Canada shyly.
"Of course!" replied France happily, and helped the other North American brother onto his back.
"I want to colour," said Italy cheerfully, tugging on the Holy Roman Empire's hand. "Hey, hey, Holy Roman Empire, will you colour with me? There's some paper here! And pencils!"
The Holy Roman Empire blushed deeply but nodded, and so Italy reached for the paper with 'CONFIDENTIAL DOCUMENTS' on them, turned them over, and began drawing bunnies on their backs. The Holy Roman Empire joined in, though spent more time looking at the brunet beside him than at his own work.
Hungary had gotten into an argument with Prussia and they were now trying to see who could slide the farthest on the table. Japan quietly joined Italy and the Holy Roman Empire in their colouring, and China was building a scale model of the Great Wall out of paper - and being hindered by Korea, who kept insisting that he had invented walls until Vietnam tugged him away to play catch with Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Seychelles.
"Hey," said Lithuania softly, tugging on Poland's arm, "Russia looks really lonely. Can I ask him to play with us?"
Poland crossed his arms and frowned. "Why?"
"I don't think he should be alone," Lithuania answered honestly. "He's just sitting there, and I don't think it's very nice to be lonely."
"It's awesome to be lonely!" interjected Prussia as he slid past.
Poland pursed his lips, frowning. "Okay, fine," he replied at last. "But if he, like, goes all scary, I'm totally telling Sealand."
Lithuania smiled widely. "Thank you!" He skipped over to Russia and patted his shoulder, asking him to join in. They weren't sure what he was joining in with yet, but they didn't want him to be lonely, so he could help them decide what he was joining!
Russia's smile was like sunflowers.
America was soon bored by playing aeroplanes, and it didn’t take long for England and France to start arguing, and so the two blond brothers sat on the floor and watched the two older boys fight with imaginary swords.
"Go England!" America cheered.
"I want France to win," mumbled Canada.
"No you don't," said America, "you want England to win."
"Aw..."
Everyone quite forgot that they were supposed to be discussing important business. When the subject was brought up, Italy decided that the most important business to discuss was the matter of lunch, and everyone agreed.
They had pasta, orange juice, and biscuits.
*
The next morning, after the spell had worn off, no one was quite certain just what had happened, why there were pictures of bunnies on every available surface, or why there were biscuit crumbs everywhere - yet, for some reason, didn't really mind.
I do hope this bears semblance to what you wanted, anon!
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I kind of melted over tiny!Lithuania asking tiny!Russia to play. Awwww....
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What I love best is the point where everyone just slides into kiddy-mindset as well as kiddy-bodies, and America being too shy and declaring he wants to be an airplane - and England playing aeroplanes with him - and America bullying Canada - and Prussia sliding with Hungary! ...I want more.
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8348q3u48kdfkeajfiEJfijrzadif~!!! Little!Leit asking Lil!Russia to play~!? And America wants to be an airplane! Sooooo cuuuute! Like a kitten with a toothache, it's sugary sweeet!
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I love especially how they all wind up acting like little kids anyway, and the little touches like baby!Korea still insisting he invented things, too. Brings pretty cute mental images XD
Thank you so much, writer-anon. I appreciate it a lot!
(love the Muppet Babies reference in the title too)
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Okay. Okay. That was the single-most adorable fill on this meme. Totally, completely, absolutely YES. I loved how it was written and the young!nation interactions and just GAH my heart MELTED, dear anon. Kudos to your awesome ♥
recaptcha: someday sherbet (sounds like it was made for sealand)
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And then Sealand busts into the room, an unlabelled DVD in hand, and laughs self-assuredly at all of the now-adult nations. He puts the CD in the wide-screen TV America had ordered the week previous, and what occurred the day before starts playing across the screen, to the immense embarrassment of every nation there.
"So, you guys, I just got an account on this awesome site called Youtube," he says, a peculiar gleam in his eyes. "Ready to make me a nation yet?"
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SORRY ANON. The extra sugary-sweetness of your fic has caused a sudden in growth of crack in my brain! It was very awesome, very very awesome, Writer!Anon, and I enjoyed it immensely~
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I enjoyed your fill immensely, so I'm glad I could provide some meager lulz in return for the truck full you provided me <3
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I WANT TO BE AN AIRPLANE
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It kills.
You, anon, are awesome.
I love you.
WRITE MOAR! :B
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