Parent Trap, eh
anonymous
April 27 2009, 04:32:40 UTC
So. Parent Trap.
This anon would like to see Canada and America as the twins trying to get their parents back together, and England and France as the lovingly divorced parents. And then the rest of the cast is up to you.
B 1: Would love to be almost not conventional by getting Canada to stay with England and America with France at the very beginning. B 2: Having Germany somewhere in it. Because the whole thing did come from him via Das doppelte Lottchen. B 3: Why in the world did England and France get divorced anyway?
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anonymous
May 13 2009, 18:07:00 UTC
Aww, poor Matt didn't bring his bear. XDD I loved the touch with his name getting talked over, and oh god, Ivan. Pfffft camp counselor Yong Soo is perfect. I'd want him as a counselor lolol lfjlsjf this anon loves drawn-out background and development, how did you know? :D :DD :DDD *gets comfy, brings snacks to the F5 party* Hoho, this is going to be one sweet ride. ♥
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anonymous
May 16 2009, 14:38:06 UTC
Anon still feels very grateful to everyone who commented on the last one. Mucho love to all. ♥ Now, here's to hoping that these parts don't suck hardcore.The instant Alfred got assigned to his cottage, which regrettably did not have Ludwig in it, the first thing he did was find his cellphone in the mess that was the inside of his luggages. He threw his clothes everywhere as he dug through his suitcase. When, even after emptying the contents of his suitcase, he still didn't find his phone, he raked his hair with his hand and his eyebrows furrowed. Where could he have put the damn thing
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anonymous
May 16 2009, 14:39:40 UTC
Alfred was already getting back into the conversation with his father.
He pulled his luggage in, careful not to step on any of Alfred's clothes, and began to unpack as quietly as he could, making sure not to bother Alfred's conversation. Not that Matthew had to try or anything. Alfred was already doing fine with ignoring him. Just like everyone he'd ever met and never talked to on a daily basis.
Matthew let out a sigh.
He was doomed to spend the entirety of his life being forgotten by everyone he ever introduced himself to after two minutes. Might as well call him the famed Invisible Man of Wells.
He sneaked a glance at his roommate.
It must've been a really important call though because no one could seriously look as happy as that if they weren't talking to someone close to them.
Matthew smiled and went back to what he was doing.
Even if Alfred would most likely forget about him more than just half of the time, at least the guy wasn't impossible to get along with. Or so Matthew hoped since the last thing his incredibly timid
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anonymous
May 16 2009, 15:07:02 UTC
Dinner's a disaster, was what Matthew thought as he took cover under the long, wooden table he had been eating on just a few seconds before. Just a few seconds ago, he had been calmly sitting on his chair, sharing the table with other equally quiet individuals, sans a blond who was not Alfred. He had been dutifully eating his vegetables -- he didn't really like them, but his father had always taught him to eat everything that was served to him, except dubious-looking substances; which was really a laugh because Matthew ate nothing but dubious substances whenever his father cooked -- when he heard a splat. The next thing he heard was a scream. It was loud and shrill, and entirely unpleasant to hear.
Then, faster than anyone could say "Hey there's the ice cream man!", the whole dining hall was in chaos.
Chairs had been pushed to make way. Faces were becoming indistinguishable. No one was your friend.
Food flew through the airMatthew had followed the actions of his tablemates which was how he found himself under the table, safe from
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anonymous
May 16 2009, 15:08:02 UTC
Alfred laughed, and Ivan continued with his mysterious "kolkolkol" (which, Matthew hoped, would be forever a mystery). They continued with their bravado until the main doors of the dining hall opened with a bang. Yao strode into the room with all the anger of a distrubed head camp counselor that he could muster. Yong Soo followed him with a skip in his step.
"Heaven totally has, like, no rage like a Chinaman that's been super scorned," the noisy blond in Matthew's table said.
"I think you're making the wrong word play, Feliks," the brunet kneeling beisde the blond said.
"That's it!" Yao said. "You," he pointed Alfred, "and you," he pointed Ivan, "will have to clean this whole mess up. Everyone else out of the hall and I better not see anyone loitering around. And maybe someone else will have to stay to clean this up along with the two of them."
The hall was cleared out in a matter of seconds. It was a mad rush to get out the doors. It was like a stampedeMatthew had been pushed and pulled. He had been squished and jabbed
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This anon would like to see Canada and America as the twins trying to get their parents back together, and England and France as the lovingly divorced parents. And then the rest of the cast is up to you.
B 1: Would love to be almost not conventional by getting Canada to stay with England and America with France at the very beginning.
B 2: Having Germany somewhere in it. Because the whole thing did come from him via Das doppelte Lottchen.
B 3: Why in the world did England and France get divorced anyway?
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Anon is so happy that unfortunately she isn't able to give a proper comment at the moment!
Argh, I can't wait for more!!
*continues abusing F5*
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...And OH, IVAN. *heart*
This just gets more and more awesome. *nodnod* *sends love*
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I'm in love with Alfred's entire expanded family, and very very very much looking forward to more ♥
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Looking forward to more! Long drawn out backgrounds and settings are important! I trust you will do them well.
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He pulled his luggage in, careful not to step on any of Alfred's clothes, and began to unpack as quietly as he could, making sure not to bother Alfred's conversation. Not that Matthew had to try or anything. Alfred was already doing fine with ignoring him. Just like everyone he'd ever met and never talked to on a daily basis.
Matthew let out a sigh.
He was doomed to spend the entirety of his life being forgotten by everyone he ever introduced himself to after two minutes. Might as well call him the famed Invisible Man of Wells.
He sneaked a glance at his roommate.
It must've been a really important call though because no one could seriously look as happy as that if they weren't talking to someone close to them.
Matthew smiled and went back to what he was doing.
Even if Alfred would most likely forget about him more than just half of the time, at least the guy wasn't impossible to get along with. Or so Matthew hoped since the last thing his incredibly timid ( ... )
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Then, faster than anyone could say "Hey there's the ice cream man!", the whole dining hall was in chaos.
Chairs had been pushed to make way. Faces were becoming indistinguishable. No one was your friend.
Food flew through the airMatthew had followed the actions of his tablemates which was how he found himself under the table, safe from ( ... )
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"Heaven totally has, like, no rage like a Chinaman that's been super scorned," the noisy blond in Matthew's table said.
"I think you're making the wrong word play, Feliks," the brunet kneeling beisde the blond said.
"That's it!" Yao said. "You," he pointed Alfred, "and you," he pointed Ivan, "will have to clean this whole mess up. Everyone else out of the hall and I better not see anyone loitering around. And maybe someone else will have to stay to clean this up along with the two of them."
The hall was cleared out in a matter of seconds. It was a mad rush to get out the doors. It was like a stampedeMatthew had been pushed and pulled. He had been squished and jabbed ( ... )
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FFFF. OTL
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And Alfred vs Ivan food fight = win.
I look forward to reading more :D
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Thank you~! Secretly, this is the fill's Cold War version.
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Also, anon you just about killed me when Ivan got hit. XD My cat must think I'm crazy now, for just randomly laughing out loud like that.
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