http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/4567.html?thread=7766743#t7766743 Original Request up there ^^ I wanted to try lol ---------
'It's quiet without America', England thinks as he takes a sip from his tea. 'That's almost unatural.' A pause. And then an eye roll. 'Rubbish! I ought to be enjoying this while I can!'
He and several Nations were at the moment conducting a meeting in a stuffy room and the heat on at full blast. And everyone noticed a certain loudmouth Nation missing. Because, really, silence speaks for itself.
England was trying his hardest not to nod off ('That's just undignified, thank you very much.') while everyone else was doing their... thing. He blamed the warm air and it's ability to distract.
Germany sat at the head of the ridiculously long table droning on about some current affair that needed attention. The Italy brothers were having a debate (in writing) about the best way to prepare chicken alfredo. France was trying to make lewd eye sex with whoever had the misfortune of glancing his way ('I will not look at that wanker. No.').
Canada really was asleep, making a half-hearted attempt at hiding it by placing a sheet of paper over his head. Japan, polite as always, sat up straight and sipped his beverage in order to stay awake. China was doodling a panda army on some notes while Korea poked his shoulder. And Russia just sat smiling ominously without showing any signs of the hot air affecting him. They kind of forgot why they were here, basically.
But hey, it could be worse. There could have been some chaos and disorder. People could have been throwing chairs and shouting. It was peaceful for once, without the usual frantic atmosphere. Peaceful enough to nap-er...bask in. This was nice. This was better...
'This is boring,' England sighed.
America is annoying, with his burger obsession, belief in aliens, silly bomber jacket, cocky grin and overdone bombast. But it was never dull with him around. (England would rather cap himself in the knees before he'd ever admit this).
Sometimes the younger country wouldn't be around. This was the fourth meeting he's missed and no one (at least no one in this room) knew the reason behind these disappearances. There were also times when America would call up England to cancel a pre-arranged rendezvous. These calls usually went along the lines of 'Hey Arthur! I can't make it that day 'cuz some stuffs come up, so I'll see you later 'kay?' and he'd hang up leaving England sputtering with indignation.
'Damn it all, I'm out of tea!' groused the former empire.
Through The Stars and Beyond Maybe? (Part 1/?)
Original Request up there ^^
I wanted to try lol
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'It's quiet without America', England thinks as he takes a sip from his tea. 'That's almost unatural.' A pause. And then an eye roll. 'Rubbish! I ought to be enjoying this while I can!'
He and several Nations were at the moment conducting a meeting in a stuffy room and the heat on at full blast. And everyone noticed a certain loudmouth Nation missing. Because, really, silence speaks for itself.
England was trying his hardest not to nod off ('That's just undignified, thank you very much.') while everyone else was doing their... thing. He blamed the warm air and it's ability to distract.
Germany sat at the head of the ridiculously long table droning on about some current affair that needed attention. The Italy brothers were having a debate (in writing) about the best way to prepare chicken alfredo. France was trying to make lewd eye sex with whoever had the misfortune of glancing his way ('I will not look at that wanker. No.').
Canada really was asleep, making a half-hearted attempt at hiding it by placing a sheet of paper over his head. Japan, polite as always, sat up straight and sipped his beverage in order to stay awake. China was doodling a panda army on some notes while Korea poked his shoulder. And Russia just sat smiling ominously without showing any signs of the hot air affecting him. They kind of forgot why they were here, basically.
But hey, it could be worse. There could have been some chaos and disorder. People could have been throwing chairs and shouting. It was peaceful for once, without the usual frantic atmosphere. Peaceful enough to nap-er...bask in. This was nice. This was better...
'This is boring,' England sighed.
America is annoying, with his burger obsession, belief in aliens, silly bomber jacket, cocky grin and overdone bombast. But it was never dull with him around.
(England would rather cap himself in the knees before he'd ever admit this).
Sometimes the younger country wouldn't be around. This was the fourth meeting he's missed and no one (at least no one in this room) knew the reason behind these disappearances. There were also times when America would call up England to cancel a pre-arranged rendezvous. These calls usually went along the lines of 'Hey Arthur! I can't make it that day 'cuz some stuffs come up, so I'll see you later 'kay?' and he'd hang up leaving England sputtering with indignation.
'Damn it all, I'm out of tea!' groused the former empire.
'Where the bloody hell are you America?'