Molossia, who was eating much more slowly than America, tried to restrain himself from smiling. It seemed like England was making a fool of himself as well. Probably he was no threat to him after all. He was just arguing with America as always. Surely the blue-eyed young man didn’t think of England as something more than a friend or someone who was just yelling at him all the time. But on the other hand, the island country did try to manipulate his date. So what?
Suddenly America licked some strawberry sauce from his lips and then raised his head to look at Molossia. “’twas a really good idea to come here, dude!”, he said, grinning. “I mean, for someone who isn’t an awesome hero like me. Really cool, dude!”
England rolled his eyes at this remark. Molossia blushed furiously when America addressed him directly. Now was the perfect opportunity! He could ask him if he wanted to come here more often. Specifically, if he wanted to come here with Molossia more often. All he had to do was to open his own fucking mouth and ask. So… why couldn’t he just do it?
The micronation reddened even more and looked away flustered. “I… uh…”, he began. “You see-“
“Yeah?”, America seemingly didn’t sense the slight discomfort the other was in, and looked at him expectantly. “What do you wanna say, dude?”
Molossia gasped for air and shook his head. He couldn’t say it! He couldn’t! It was like officially admitting that he liked America and wanted to spend time with him. Oh god, now his heart was beating frantically, like he’d just run a race. This was… this was… he felt like he might explode. He wanted to die from shame right now or become invisible. That was possible for countries. Molossia had once heard about some place –he’d forgotten the name of it- kind of next to America, who was invisible all the time. What he’d give right now for such an ability!
“I-I-I wanted”, the would-be country stammered. ‘Fucking pull yourself together!’, Molossia scolded himself mentally. ‘You probably won’t get another fucking chance!’
England stood up from the little white table they were sitting at. “I think we should be going, America”, he told the younger country who had by now eaten the whole cup of ice cream. “I would like to talk to you about the topic you did that speech about at today’s meeting.”
America looked at him questioningly and nodded. “Yeah, okay Iggy.”
Molossia narrowed his eyes. ‘Today’s meeting’ his ass! That stupid motherfucking bastard had planned this entire thing. He wanted to talk America into going so that Molossia himself couldn’t get closer to the guy! That sly little bitch, he would so totally show him.
“Mr. America, wait!”, driven by a new swell of courage, the micronation grabbed America’s wrist just as he was about to stand up and follow England out of this place.
The blue-eyed country turned to him once again. Molossia gulped. This was it! He couldn’t mess it up now! This was his only chance! He took a deep breath and opened his mouth, but suddenly felt very nauseous. The world seemed to spin and rotate around him. What the hell was happening? Just as Molossia thought that he was about to faint, they heard another voice coming from the entrance of the little building.
Sealand was standing there, looking at his older brother defiantly, arms crossed.
“Jerk England!”, he declared. “I am going to become independent from you!”
---------- I wanted to tell you that I won’t be able to update next weekend. I’m sorry but next week is going to be very busy and I certainly won’t find the time to write. But the week after that I will update all regularly again ;)
Re: Untitled, Chapter 3c/?
Suddenly America licked some strawberry sauce from his lips and then raised his head to look at Molossia. “’twas a really good idea to come here, dude!”, he said, grinning. “I mean, for someone who isn’t an awesome hero like me. Really cool, dude!”
England rolled his eyes at this remark. Molossia blushed furiously when America addressed him directly. Now was the perfect opportunity! He could ask him if he wanted to come here more often. Specifically, if he wanted to come here with Molossia more often. All he had to do was to open his own fucking mouth and ask. So… why couldn’t he just do it?
The micronation reddened even more and looked away flustered. “I… uh…”, he began. “You see-“
“Yeah?”, America seemingly didn’t sense the slight discomfort the other was in, and looked at him expectantly. “What do you wanna say, dude?”
Molossia gasped for air and shook his head. He couldn’t say it! He couldn’t! It was like officially admitting that he liked America and wanted to spend time with him. Oh god, now his heart was beating frantically, like he’d just run a race. This was… this was… he felt like he might explode. He wanted to die from shame right now or become invisible. That was possible for countries. Molossia had once heard about some place –he’d forgotten the name of it- kind of next to America, who was invisible all the time. What he’d give right now for such an ability!
“I-I-I wanted”, the would-be country stammered. ‘Fucking pull yourself together!’, Molossia scolded himself mentally. ‘You probably won’t get another fucking chance!’
England stood up from the little white table they were sitting at. “I think we should be going, America”, he told the younger country who had by now eaten the whole cup of ice cream. “I would like to talk to you about the topic you did that speech about at today’s meeting.”
America looked at him questioningly and nodded. “Yeah, okay Iggy.”
Molossia narrowed his eyes. ‘Today’s meeting’ his ass! That stupid motherfucking bastard had planned this entire thing. He wanted to talk America into going so that Molossia himself couldn’t get closer to the guy! That sly little bitch, he would so totally show him.
“Mr. America, wait!”, driven by a new swell of courage, the micronation grabbed America’s wrist just as he was about to stand up and follow England out of this place.
The blue-eyed country turned to him once again. Molossia gulped. This was it! He couldn’t mess it up now! This was his only chance! He took a deep breath and opened his mouth, but suddenly felt very nauseous. The world seemed to spin and rotate around him. What the hell was happening? Just as Molossia thought that he was about to faint, they heard another voice coming from the entrance of the little building.
Sealand was standing there, looking at his older brother defiantly, arms crossed.
“Jerk England!”, he declared. “I am going to become independent from you!”
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I wanted to tell you that I won’t be able to update next weekend. I’m sorry but next week is going to be very busy and I certainly won’t find the time to write.
But the week after that I will update all regularly again ;)