I Don't Even Know How to Title This Thing...
anonymous
November 15 2009, 17:40:31 UTC
You know how in nature...like when a male lion takes over a pride it will sometimes (most oftentimes) kill the cubs of the previous male lion so that he can replace said offspring with ones with his own genes...well...yeah
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Alpha (1/?)
anonymous
December 23 2009, 05:21:38 UTC
So, FINALLY, I get to start this. It's all going to be from Canada's POV, but I've decided to use the human names, because it fit better (if that makes sense). This is my first time doing dark!fic, so it may not be all that dark at first. Feel free to suggest anything, I always take comments into consideration when they fit the plot in my head.
"It's been a while since we've been able to get together like this, eh?" Matthew smiled across the table at Alfred. Sure, it was just lunch at McDonald's, but it had been at least a month since he had last seen his brother and sometimes lover. He was hoping they could get together more often and smooth over the wrinkles in their relationship. Maybe they could go back to being as close as they had been before
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anonymous
December 23 2009, 10:20:06 UTC
Yay...a great start on Canada you creeper you you're going to be so awesome. Poor America...I can tell already he's going to have a rough time of it and all because he wants to be happy... :-(
And yay to Russia/America...I'm always a sucker for that pairing!
Alpha (2/?)
anonymous
December 23 2009, 23:29:31 UTC
It was well past midnight when Alfred finally pulled into the driveway and walked inside. Matthew looked over, sipping the cocoa he had made for himself while he waited.
"You were out late today. Date with Ivan?" Alfred nodded a bit slowly as he walked over.
"Yeah...We decided to go see a movie after dinner. Where's New York? He was supposed to be babysitting the kids." Matthew set his mug down, looking over.
"Oh, well. He wasn't sure when you'd be back, so I told him I'd stay and keep an eye on the kids. They were already in bed anyway, eh." Alfred nodded again.
"Right. Well then, next question. What...what are you doing here?" Matthew smiled and got up, walking over to him.
"Oh, well. I thought I should...apologize...for earlier. I could have found a more sensitive way to tell you that you obviously aren't in love with Ivan." Alfred frowned a bit. Did he really have to spell it out for him? He reached over, taking hold of his hands. "You know, you didn't have to be afraid to tell me. Why go through the trouble of getting
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Re: Alpha (3/?)
anonymous
December 31 2009, 04:09:13 UTC
Goodness anon. I'm so fearful right now, I'm hoping Russia has Alaska senses that go off whenever Alaska is upset or hurt just so Russia can put a stop to this. DDD:
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"It's been a while since we've been able to get together like this, eh?" Matthew smiled across the table at Alfred. Sure, it was just lunch at McDonald's, but it had been at least a month since he had last seen his brother and sometimes lover. He was hoping they could get together more often and smooth over the wrinkles in their relationship. Maybe they could go back to being as close as they had been before ( ... )
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Can't wait to see more!
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*Crosses fingers for heroic-Russia and damsel-America*
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And yay to Russia/America...I'm always a sucker for that pairing!
Great start!
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First sentence should read: Yay....a great start! Oh Canada you creeper you're going to be awesome.
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"You were out late today. Date with Ivan?" Alfred nodded a bit slowly as he walked over.
"Yeah...We decided to go see a movie after dinner. Where's New York? He was supposed to be babysitting the kids." Matthew set his mug down, looking over.
"Oh, well. He wasn't sure when you'd be back, so I told him I'd stay and keep an eye on the kids. They were already in bed anyway, eh." Alfred nodded again.
"Right. Well then, next question. What...what are you doing here?" Matthew smiled and got up, walking over to him.
"Oh, well. I thought I should...apologize...for earlier. I could have found a more sensitive way to tell you that you obviously aren't in love with Ivan." Alfred frowned a bit. Did he really have to spell it out for him? He reached over, taking hold of his hands. "You know, you didn't have to be afraid to tell me. Why go through the trouble of getting ( ... )
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And gods is Canada all sorts of creepy.
:-)
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I totally have a thing for sketchy!Canada. XD
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Oh gods...this is...just...yeah...no words for how creepy Canada is being and how amazing (and potentially heartbreaking) this fic is going to be...
*whimpers*
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