Hmph. If all he’s planning on doing is raping me with his eyes at every given turn, he’s got a surprise in store. I am heritably immune to ocular molestations.
Passed my physics test, woo!
Taped under previous entry
Circle one:
My date with Feliks was:
a. Awesome b. Super Awesome c. Ended in sex
d. Wasn’t a date, and you’re perverted. Also, "My date with Feliks was ended in sex" isn't even a proper sentence.
Bawk bawk bawk bawk. And my grammatical skills are not the topic at hand, here.
Ignoring you now.
You’re as stubborn as the rest of your family, sometimes.
Yeah, well.
November 17
Alright, so he’s declared war on me, but he hasn’t actually done anything. What’s he up to? It must be something big.
Or, maybe he’s not planning anything! Maybe he just said he’s planning something in order to make me wonder what he’s planning and do all the worrying myself.
Ooh, he’s a sneaky one.
Later
Okay, now I’m really confused.
Toris came up to me after school as I was gathering stuff from my locker.
“Feliks has no problems appearing weak in order to hide his strengths,” he said, right off the bat, startling me.
I swallowed hard against a sudden flash of annoyance in my chest. “You mean he’s done something like this before to someone else?” I asked, making my tone curious but distant, like I didn’t really care. Which I don’t. He can chase after whoever he wants. End of problem for me. Yup. Why doesn’t he just go back to them anyway?
Toris gave a small smile. “Yes, but not in the way you’re thinking.” The smile faded as his expression sobered. “I was bullied when I was younger.”
A fierce burst of pride burned away the anger, but I gave Toris my best impression of Dad’s haughty look. “Well, you can tell Feliks that I’m well aware of his tendency to play white knight, but he’s going to have to do better than sending you to sing praises I already know about to impress me.
The little smile reappeared. “Why don’t you tell him yourself? He’s right behind you.”
I whirled around to see Feliks standing there, his arms crossed over his chest, an amused look on his face. Anything remotely clever simply dropped out of my head at that moment.
“I warned him,” Toris told Feliks simply.
Feliks slid past me and put a hand on Toris’ shoulder. “Thanks, Liet,” he replied warmly. I hid another flash of annoyance at that. Maybe I had heartburn.
“No problem,” Toris nodded back. “You want a ride home?”
“Sure.” Feliks turned to me with a smirk and nervousness twisted up my stomach and made me bite my lip. “Have a good night, Matthew,” he said, the innocence in his voice a very, very sharp contrast to the look in his eyes.
See? Worrisome.
Later
STOP. Stop thinking about it stupid brain. You’ve been going around in circles and getting nowhere. Maybe food’ll calm you down.
Later
I have come to the conclusion that he isn’t planning anything. He just likes to watch me squirm. He brought Toris in merely to make me worry, the fiend.
I think.
November 18
SNOW!!!!!!!
Later
Home alone. Dad and Papa are at the hospital. Al, ever the genius, decided that he wanted to go down Terror Hill face first. Over a jump. Using our metal toboggan.
After my initial moments of worry when I saw all the blood, I realised that Al was still among the living although his nose was more than likely broken. I pulled him home on the toboggan where Dad and Papa both started freaking out and immediately rushed him to emerg.
I honestly thought that nothing could break that hard hea
Anon, you are pure evil. Now I'm worried about Al and wondering who could POSSIBLY be at the door, and squeeing over the "SNOW!!!!!!!" entry all at the same time. Why do you do these things?!
The "snow" melted my heart. <3 Imagine my joy when going to this page to link someone to it and finding a new installment? I cannot describe my joy. I shall continue to lurk, waiting for the next part.
How have I not discovered this fic before now??? THIS IS AMAZING! Author!anon, please have my babies! I just spent half an hour writing an e-mail to all my friend detailing how awesome this fic is and how they NEED TO READ IT even though none of them will read Hetalia.
But - but WOW. This is DEFINITELY my very favourite fill on the whole meme! It is BRILLIANT. It's past four in the morning, and I made it through the first thirteen parts, suppressing my giggles and trying not to be too loud, until I made the mistake of reading one of the reviews. The review wasn't even that funny, but it just set me off and I could NOT. STOP. LAUGHING.
So. Um. I think it's pretty much official by now that you have won the Internets about nine thousand times over. I cannot WAIT for the next chapter!
Anon, you are my god. You have written this in such a way that it was impossible for me not to love it. Especially the toboggan scene. I've been there. x3
Oh, Canada. Don't you know that whenever two people who are not biologically related go to the movies together, it means sex a date? Also, it's totally adorable how he's happy about the snow.
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Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-10 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)What’s he up to?
Later
Hmph. If all he’s planning on doing is raping me with his eyes at every given turn, he’s got a surprise in store. I am heritably immune to ocular molestations.
Passed my physics test, woo!
Taped under previous entry
Circle one:
My date with Feliks was:
a. Awesome
b. Super Awesome
c. Ended in sex
d. Wasn’t a date, and you’re perverted. Also, "My date with Feliks was ended in sex" isn't even a proper sentence.
Bawk bawk bawk bawk. And my grammatical skills are not the topic at hand, here.
Ignoring you now.
You’re as stubborn as the rest of your family, sometimes.
Yeah, well.
November 17
Alright, so he’s declared war on me, but he hasn’t actually done anything. What’s he up to? It must be something big.
Or, maybe he’s not planning anything! Maybe he just said he’s planning something in order to make me wonder what he’s planning and do all the worrying myself.
Ooh, he’s a sneaky one.
Later
Okay, now I’m really confused.
Toris came up to me after school as I was gathering stuff from my locker.
“Feliks has no problems appearing weak in order to hide his strengths,” he said, right off the bat, startling me.
I swallowed hard against a sudden flash of annoyance in my chest. “You mean he’s done something like this before to someone else?” I asked, making my tone curious but distant, like I didn’t really care. Which I don’t. He can chase after whoever he wants. End of problem for me. Yup. Why doesn’t he just go back to them anyway?
Toris gave a small smile. “Yes, but not in the way you’re thinking.” The smile faded as his expression sobered. “I was bullied when I was younger.”
A fierce burst of pride burned away the anger, but I gave Toris my best impression of Dad’s haughty look. “Well, you can tell Feliks that I’m well aware of his tendency to play white knight, but he’s going to have to do better than sending you to sing praises I already know about to impress me.
The little smile reappeared. “Why don’t you tell him yourself? He’s right behind you.”
I whirled around to see Feliks standing there, his arms crossed over his chest, an amused look on his face. Anything remotely clever simply dropped out of my head at that moment.
“I warned him,” Toris told Feliks simply.
Feliks slid past me and put a hand on Toris’ shoulder. “Thanks, Liet,” he replied warmly. I hid another flash of annoyance at that. Maybe I had heartburn.
“No problem,” Toris nodded back. “You want a ride home?”
“Sure.” Feliks turned to me with a smirk and nervousness twisted up my stomach and made me bite my lip. “Have a good night, Matthew,” he said, the innocence in his voice a very, very sharp contrast to the look in his eyes.
See? Worrisome.
Later
STOP. Stop thinking about it stupid brain. You’ve been going around in circles and getting nowhere. Maybe food’ll calm you down.
Later
I have come to the conclusion that he isn’t planning anything. He just likes to watch me squirm. He brought Toris in merely to make me worry, the fiend.
I think.
November 18
SNOW!!!!!!!
Later
Home alone. Dad and Papa are at the hospital. Al, ever the genius, decided that he wanted to go down Terror Hill face first. Over a jump. Using our metal toboggan.
After my initial moments of worry when I saw all the blood, I realised that Al was still among the living although his nose was more than likely broken. I pulled him home on the toboggan where Dad and Papa both started freaking out and immediately rushed him to emerg.
I honestly thought that nothing could break that hard hea
Oh, someone’s at the door.
Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-11 01:07 am (UTC)(link)Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-11 01:24 am (UTC)(link)Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-11 09:36 am (UTC)(link)But - but WOW. This is DEFINITELY my very favourite fill on the whole meme! It is BRILLIANT. It's past four in the morning, and I made it through the first thirteen parts, suppressing my giggles and trying not to be too loud, until I made the mistake of reading one of the reviews. The review wasn't even that funny, but it just set me off and I could NOT. STOP. LAUGHING.
So. Um. I think it's pretty much official by now that you have won the Internets about nine thousand times over. I cannot WAIT for the next chapter!
OP reappears!
(Anonymous) 2009-04-11 11:34 pm (UTC)(link):D <3
Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-12 05:21 am (UTC)(link)Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-12 05:56 am (UTC)(link)Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-13 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)Oh, shi--!!
XDD anon ILUFOREVER. please don't stop.
Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-13 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)!!
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ANNNOONNNN!
D:
At least I'm optimistic that you have a LOT left in you on this fill! :D
Xx
Re: Are you there God? It's me, Canada. [14/?]
(Anonymous) 2009-05-07 11:07 am (UTC)(link)sexa date? Also, it's totally adorable how he's happy about the snow.