He looked away, still blushing furiously. “…Kinda fucking right!”, the desert-nation almost whispered. “Wow, that’s cool!”, Sealand exclaimed and then examined him curiously. “Who is it?”, he asked. “Like- like hell I’m going to tell you bitches!”, Molossia yelled. He seemed to have evolved into a tomato-headed creature by now, because the blush remained on his face, was even getting stronger. “Come on”, begged the boy in the sailor suit, pouting. “We won’t tell anyone! Except for… it isn’t one of us, is it?” “Fuck no!”, Molossia spat and shook his head fiercely. “Then who is it?”, asked Hutt River. “Yeah, tell us!” “Keeping things a secret is NOT ART!” “Don’t be such a pussy!” “Let me the hell alone, you assholes!”, Molossia yelled, extremely flustered. He was not really used to people taking such a high interest in his private life. “Well, I guess you fucking annoying brats won’t do that till I fucking tell you, huh?” He sighed. “You see uh… he’s kinda really oblivious. Probably the most oblivious person in the world. He wouldn’t realize that someone uh… likes him even if the person shoved it into his face.” “That sounds a lot like my big brother Italy”, Seborga reckoned, lost in thoughts. Then he asked. “Are you by any chance in love with my brother?” Molossia shook his head. “Hell no. I’m not fucking in love with that pasta bastard!” The Italian micronation sighed with relief. “Oh, well I’m glad. Because there’s this really scary German guy always dancing around him. He wouldn’t let anyone near him.” The sun-glasses wearing country frowned. “That’s fucking also not the person I… uh… like.” Wy supported her head on her hands. “Oh my, please don’t tell me you have a crush on America”, she deadpanned. At this comment, all of the blood circulating through Molossia’s veins shot into his head instantly. “Wha- what the fuck- holy shit no! Tha- that’s- you got it COMPLETELY WRONG, hear me, you stupid brat? COMPLETELY WRONG!”, he tried to deny furiously, but Wy already knew. She grinned. “Oh really, Molossia? Why him, though?” “I told ya ya got it WRONG!”, he slammed his fist on the table. “You assholes! Why don’t you just go home and mind your own fucking business!” Seborga looked at Wy with a questioning gaze. “So is it true or not?” “Of course it is”, the girl giggled. “He’s just in denial.” “I-I AM SO NOT IN FUCKING DENIAL YOU-“ “Hey hey hey, stop! So he really is in love with that idiot kid America?”, Sealand interrupted Molossia’s angry ranting. “But what if I told you that I just so happen to know that my jerk older brother’s had a crush on the hamburger freak since forever?” Now all of the micronations –including Molossia- looked at the boy with the sailor hat truly thunderstruck. Had they imagined it or had he really told them that England (Sealand always referred to him and only him as ‘jerk’) had a crush on America? Didn’t the island country always throw insults at him and call him a ‘dumb fatarse’? Well, this certainly sounded like some second-rate school floor gossip, but if Sealand said so… there didn’t exist anyone in this world who knew more about England’s secrets than his little brother did. “Of course we have to help Molossia!”, Seborga exclaimed after a few moments of silence. Then the others started to agree. “Yeah, matchmaking is ART!”, Kugelmugel added. Hutt River shrugged and said: “Now that I think about it, I’m really bored so let’s do this!” Ladonia nodded and Wy swooned. “That’d be just cute!” “Holy hell hold on you bitches, I didn’t fucking agree to this shit-“, Molossia tried to interject but it was pointless, because now the other micronations’ spirit was awakened. “Let’s do the matchmakers so that Molossia gets his little boyfriend and Jerk England is angry!”, Sealand concluded, satisfied with the outcome of their meeting. From there on, things certainly promised to get interesting.
---------- I thought of this to be a kind of prologue, so sorry that nothing really interesting has happened yet. Also, Wy is kind of a smartass in this chapter, I figured that because she’s a girl, she would be the one with the most of sense for those things, but I think I accidentally turned her into a miniature Hungary, sorry for that. I’ll try to keep the characters IC, but it’s so difficult writing the micronations because there is hardly anything known about them. I’ll do my best though. And next chapter, America will certainly make an appearance^^
You have no idea how happy I right now just knowing that this is getting filled. This was such a great start too. I'm glad to see the rest of the micronations in here to. America won’t see it coming.
Thank you A!A for writing this. I'm seriously happy right now, I would hug you if I could. Also don’t worry, OP is not a native speaker either so she understands how hard it can be.
I like the start of this, author!anon. I don't know much about Molossia (or even most of the micronations), but he seems really cool! This looks really interesting!
(And as a native American English speaker, your English is pretty darn good! My only suggestion would be to put spaces between paragraphs.
Like this, so there's a line in between for the readers to know it's a new sentence. Just a small suggestion, though! Keep up the good work otherwise!)
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Re: Untitled, Chapter 1c/?
(Anonymous) 2012-03-03 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)“Wow, that’s cool!”, Sealand exclaimed and then examined him curiously. “Who is it?”, he asked.
“Like- like hell I’m going to tell you bitches!”, Molossia yelled. He seemed to have evolved into a tomato-headed creature by now, because the blush remained on his face, was even getting stronger.
“Come on”, begged the boy in the sailor suit, pouting. “We won’t tell anyone! Except for… it isn’t one of us, is it?”
“Fuck no!”, Molossia spat and shook his head fiercely.
“Then who is it?”, asked Hutt River.
“Yeah, tell us!”
“Keeping things a secret is NOT ART!”
“Don’t be such a pussy!”
“Let me the hell alone, you assholes!”, Molossia yelled, extremely flustered. He was not really used to people taking such a high interest in his private life. “Well, I guess you fucking annoying brats won’t do that till I fucking tell you, huh?” He sighed. “You see uh… he’s kinda really oblivious. Probably the most oblivious person in the world. He wouldn’t realize that someone uh… likes him even if the person shoved it into his face.”
“That sounds a lot like my big brother Italy”, Seborga reckoned, lost in thoughts. Then he asked. “Are you by any chance in love with my brother?”
Molossia shook his head. “Hell no. I’m not fucking in love with that pasta bastard!”
The Italian micronation sighed with relief. “Oh, well I’m glad. Because there’s this really scary German guy always dancing around him. He wouldn’t let anyone near him.”
The sun-glasses wearing country frowned. “That’s fucking also not the person I… uh… like.”
Wy supported her head on her hands. “Oh my, please don’t tell me you have a crush on America”, she deadpanned.
At this comment, all of the blood circulating through Molossia’s veins shot into his head instantly. “Wha- what the fuck- holy shit no! Tha- that’s- you got it COMPLETELY WRONG, hear me, you stupid brat? COMPLETELY WRONG!”, he tried to deny furiously, but Wy already knew.
She grinned. “Oh really, Molossia? Why him, though?”
“I told ya ya got it WRONG!”, he slammed his fist on the table. “You assholes! Why don’t you just go home and mind your own fucking business!”
Seborga looked at Wy with a questioning gaze. “So is it true or not?”
“Of course it is”, the girl giggled. “He’s just in denial.”
“I-I AM SO NOT IN FUCKING DENIAL YOU-“
“Hey hey hey, stop! So he really is in love with that idiot kid America?”, Sealand interrupted Molossia’s angry ranting. “But what if I told you that I just so happen to know that my jerk older brother’s had a crush on the hamburger freak since forever?”
Now all of the micronations –including Molossia- looked at the boy with the sailor hat truly thunderstruck. Had they imagined it or had he really told them that England (Sealand always referred to him and only him as ‘jerk’) had a crush on America? Didn’t the island country always throw insults at him and call him a ‘dumb fatarse’? Well, this certainly sounded like some second-rate school floor gossip, but if Sealand said so… there didn’t exist anyone in this world who knew more about England’s secrets than his little brother did.
“Of course we have to help Molossia!”, Seborga exclaimed after a few moments of silence.
Then the others started to agree. “Yeah, matchmaking is ART!”, Kugelmugel added. Hutt River shrugged and said: “Now that I think about it, I’m really bored so let’s do this!” Ladonia nodded and Wy swooned. “That’d be just cute!”
“Holy hell hold on you bitches, I didn’t fucking agree to this shit-“, Molossia tried to interject but it was pointless, because now the other micronations’ spirit was awakened.
“Let’s do the matchmakers so that Molossia gets his little boyfriend and Jerk England is angry!”, Sealand concluded, satisfied with the outcome of their meeting.
From there on, things certainly promised to get interesting.
Re: Untitled, Chapter 1 Notes
(Anonymous) 2012-03-03 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)I thought of this to be a kind of prologue, so sorry that nothing really interesting has happened yet. Also, Wy is kind of a smartass in this chapter, I figured that because she’s a girl, she would be the one with the most of sense for those things, but I think I accidentally turned her into a miniature Hungary, sorry for that. I’ll try to keep the characters IC, but it’s so difficult writing the micronations because there is hardly anything known about them. I’ll do my best though. And next chapter, America will certainly make an appearance^^
OP!
(Anonymous) 2012-03-03 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)Thank you A!A for writing this. I'm seriously happy right now, I would hug you if I could.
Also don’t worry, OP is not a native speaker either so she understands how hard it can be.Re: Untitled, Chapter 1 Notes
(Anonymous) 2012-03-04 12:27 am (UTC)(link)(And as a native American English speaker, your English is pretty darn good! My only suggestion would be to put spaces between paragraphs.
Like this, so there's a line in between for the readers to know it's a new sentence. Just a small suggestion, though! Keep up the good work otherwise!)
Re: Untitled, Chapter 1c/?
(Anonymous) 2012-03-04 02:08 am (UTC)(link)This- This looks like it'll be just so friggin' amazing X3!!!!!!
Seriously, i've been like, waiting FOREVER for someone to fill this... Been stalking this for a while...
And, not only is it finally filled but, ohmygod your doing just an A~mazing job so far writing it X3~
Seriously, this looks like it'll be so promising, so, AWESOME X3!!!!!
Thank you so SO much for writing this! I seriously honest to god can not wait to see more!