Re: Blindsided 7c/?
anonymous
August 8 2010, 23:49:13 UTC
OMG i can't wait for the next chapter when America wakes up. I'm going to cry, I know it. This story is wonderful, I like the changes made in history by America's own changes. This peaceful solution is very beautiful; I wonder what will happen in the Cold War? Will it even happen?
Blindsided 8a/?
anonymous
August 14 2010, 22:32:29 UTC
July 4, 1946
Nearly a year later, and England still couldn't quite get used to being this close to America.
He still hesitated to take the hands offered him, the sudden spontaneous embraces, and the smiles-- dear God, the smiles. Not that Arthur was given any choice in the matter.
The meeting in Tokyo had been brief, and far more emotional than Arthur could have expected-- especially once Canada had arrived with that bear of his, and demanded that England behave himself, and not even to think of touching his former colony again.
Alfred had immediately told him to shut it.
“I'm blind, Mattie, not stupid, and you know you can't put me in some sort of protective bubble for the rest of my life-- I'd go nuts.” Alfred's smile had been bright, “You know I would, mon frère. I'm not meant to be caged, even if it means that I might get hurt.”
The conversation had turned civil after that, projects, and plans for the future. The past was not mentioned. Before England had to leave, there had been an invitation.
Re: Blindsided 8b/?
anonymous
August 14 2010, 22:35:09 UTC
The usual symptom of insomnia plagued England, the scattered sleep that he did manage to catch was full of shattered fragments of memory-- nightmares, one might call them, leaving him nauseous (and consequently irritable). This was the day that America had chosen (not Alfred, his people) to celebrate his birth, his independence-- but his memories were still full of a different time, that this particular day had started
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Nearly a year later, and England still couldn't quite get used to being this close to America.
He still hesitated to take the hands offered him, the sudden spontaneous embraces, and the smiles-- dear God, the smiles. Not that Arthur was given any choice in the matter.
The meeting in Tokyo had been brief, and far more emotional than Arthur could have expected-- especially once Canada had arrived with that bear of his, and demanded that England behave himself, and not even to think of touching his former colony again.
Alfred had immediately told him to shut it.
“I'm blind, Mattie, not stupid, and you know you can't put me in some sort of protective bubble for the rest of my life-- I'd go nuts.” Alfred's smile had been bright, “You know I would, mon frère. I'm not meant to be caged, even if it means that I might get hurt.”
The conversation had turned civil after that, projects, and plans for the future. The past was not mentioned. Before England had to leave, there had been an invitation.
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