Man, so much French in this part -_- Hopefully there's nothing too bad here!
France whistled to himself, waiting for England to leave America alone already. Although he was aware that leaving America and Russia alone together was never a good idea, he figured that if he and England weren’t around when a fight broke, then they couldn’t be to blame, right?
Apparently England hadn’t done very well at stopping the two, as they were busy sizing each other up, while England tried to prevent the two from taking it any further.
Course, he didn’t understand what was going on, other than that Russia wanted to punch America, which was probably why he felt so impatient. While he wasn’t as bad as America, he didn’t like being left out, especially when he knew that he didn’t have to be.
He was distracted from his thoughts when America aimed a punch the Russian. Russia managed to dodge, but the look in his eyes showed that there was no turning back now.
Well, at least England had finally moved out from between the two. France would have been more relieved, but now, the Brit was livid. He grabbed France’s wrist roughly and walked out of the meeting room; “Allons-y.” (Let’s go.)
“Aïe, Ok, Angleterre! Je vais!” (Ow, okay England! I’m going!) France winced from the hard grip on his wrist, Fortunately, England listened and let go of him, letting France catch up to him.
“Je ne le crois pas!” (I don’t believe it!) England shouted once France was walking next to him. “Sérieusement, ils ne peuvent pas avoir une conversation ensemble!” (Seriously, they cannot have one conversation together!)
“Parfois, ils peuvent, s'ils ne sont pas parler en anglais ou en russe,” (Sometimes they can, if they’re not speaking English or Russian) France replied, trying to calm him down a little. He could see where England was coming from, though, since whenever America and Russia were in a meeting that required the other language, they would refuse to co-operate. Eventually, either America would find England or Russia would find China.
That was probably why England had sat further up the conference table than usual.
“Oui, je sais...” (Yeah, I know...) England seemed to have calmed down a bit, though he was still clearly irritated. He walked quickly down the hall, leaving the building.
“Où tu vas?” (Where are you going?)
“McDonalds. Amérique va oublier.” (America will forget.)
France had to fight the urge to tease England about buying America food for him, hard as it was. After all, he still needed England around after the meeting to help him around the city.
“Um, France?” a quiet voice behind them spoke. France’s breath caught; oh god, did this person expect him to speak English? He turned round.
“Bonjour, Matthieu!” France answered, hugging his ex-colony. At least Canada understood why France couldn't answer, even though it had always annoyed Canada more than England.
“Is something wrong, Matthew?” asked England, slowly. France smile fell, already noticing what they were doing.
“Yeah, um... France?” Right, they were playing the ‘Speak English or we’ll scold you on how lazy and disorganized you are,’ game: “Where is America?”
Okay, he could do this, “Amérique... uh, America... is in...” Ugh, he was so close! “...the, uh...”
“The meeting room,” Canada finished for him. France relaxed; that meant he had done well enough. Unfortunately, the Canadian wasn't finished; “Where are you and England going?”
At least he said it slowly, so France could pick it up, “Uhh... we go-”
“We are going,” England corrected.
“Même chose,” (Same thing) France shot back, “We are going to McDonalds.”
“Très bien,” (Very good) said Canada, (ignoring England’s comment of “After how many centuries?”) “Why?”
...Ah. He had no idea how to say, ‘because England wants to buy some food for America since the guy’s busy trying to break Russia’s nose and I’m going with him because I can ask for some your food later, Canada.’ Guess he needed to make it up.
“We go- are going,“ he corrected himself before England could, “fooding!”
Silence. Then a, “...Quoi?” from Canada.
Whenever more than one person speaks a language you don't, they start testing you :P I have this happen to me all the time when I'm in Croatia
“We are going fooding!” France repeated. Canada still looked confused; maybe they didn’t say ‘fooding’ in North America? Before he could explain to Canada, though, he heard a loud snickering behind him.
It was England, who was desperately trying to hold in his laughter and looking anywhere but at France. Now France was just annoyed; what had he done wrong? He never laughed at England when he got the gender wrong in French (much)!
England tried to calm down, and met France’s eyes. However, that just made him burst out into laughter completely. When France turned to Canada, he found that he was giggling softly too.
“Quoi?! Qu'ai-je fait de mal?!” (What? What have I done wrong?!)
“You... you...” England tried to explain between laughs, forgetting to translate to French, “Fooding is... is not...”
“Fooding n'est pas un mot en anglais, France. Food est, mais non fooding,” (Fooding is not a word in English, France. Food is, but not fooding) Canada spoke in for England, who went into another fit of laughter after hearing him. Honestly, if someone walked through the corridor now they’d think England had been replaced by an imposter or something!
Ignoring him, France made sure to remember that. He remembered this once happening before, when he mentioned to England that his place could do with a ‘relooking.’
England hadn’t let that go for months. This time probably wouldn’t be much different.
Man, there are so many other things I couldn't fit in that I wanted to add. I wish Hetalia (or at least the fans) looked at languages more; there're so many ways to use them! If I de-anon this, I'll probably add more :)
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Re: The Millennium-long Barrier (Part 2a/2)
(Anonymous) 2012-12-30 12:40 am (UTC)(link)France whistled to himself, waiting for England to leave America alone already. Although he was aware that leaving America and Russia alone together was never a good idea, he figured that if he and England weren’t around when a fight broke, then they couldn’t be to blame, right?
Apparently England hadn’t done very well at stopping the two, as they were busy sizing each other up, while England tried to prevent the two from taking it any further.
Course, he didn’t understand what was going on, other than that Russia wanted to punch America, which was probably why he felt so impatient. While he wasn’t as bad as America, he didn’t like being left out, especially when he knew that he didn’t have to be.
He was distracted from his thoughts when America aimed a punch the Russian. Russia managed to dodge, but the look in his eyes showed that there was no turning back now.
Well, at least England had finally moved out from between the two. France would have been more relieved, but now, the Brit was livid. He grabbed France’s wrist roughly and walked out of the meeting room; “Allons-y.” (Let’s go.)
“Aïe, Ok, Angleterre! Je vais!” (Ow, okay England! I’m going!) France winced from the hard grip on his wrist, Fortunately, England listened and let go of him, letting France catch up to him.
“Je ne le crois pas!” (I don’t believe it!) England shouted once France was walking next to him. “Sérieusement, ils ne peuvent pas avoir une conversation ensemble!” (Seriously, they cannot have one conversation together!)
“Parfois, ils peuvent, s'ils ne sont pas parler en anglais ou en russe,” (Sometimes they can, if they’re not speaking English or Russian) France replied, trying to calm him down a little. He could see where England was coming from, though, since whenever America and Russia were in a meeting that required the other language, they would refuse to co-operate. Eventually, either America would find England or Russia would find China.
That was probably why England had sat further up the conference table than usual.
“Oui, je sais...” (Yeah, I know...) England seemed to have calmed down a bit, though he was still clearly irritated. He walked quickly down the hall, leaving the building.
“Où tu vas?” (Where are you going?)
“McDonalds. Amérique va oublier.” (America will forget.)
France had to fight the urge to tease England about buying America food for him, hard as it was. After all, he still needed England around after the meeting to help him around the city.
“Um, France?” a quiet voice behind them spoke. France’s breath caught; oh god, did this person expect him to speak English? He turned round.
“Bonjour, Matthieu!” France answered, hugging his ex-colony. At least Canada understood why France couldn't answer, even though it had always annoyed Canada more than England.
“Is something wrong, Matthew?” asked England, slowly. France smile fell, already noticing what they were doing.
“Yeah, um... France?” Right, they were playing the ‘Speak English or we’ll scold you on how lazy and disorganized you are,’ game: “Where is America?”
Okay, he could do this, “Amérique... uh, America... is in...” Ugh, he was so close! “...the, uh...”
“The meeting room,” Canada finished for him. France relaxed; that meant he had done well enough. Unfortunately, the Canadian wasn't finished; “Where are you and England going?”
At least he said it slowly, so France could pick it up, “Uhh... we go-”
“We are going,” England corrected.
“Même chose,” (Same thing) France shot back, “We are going to McDonalds.”
“Très bien,” (Very good) said Canada, (ignoring England’s comment of “After how many centuries?”) “Why?”
...Ah. He had no idea how to say, ‘because England wants to buy some food for America since the guy’s busy trying to break Russia’s nose and I’m going with him because I can ask for some your food later, Canada.’ Guess he needed to make it up.
“We go- are going,“ he corrected himself before England could, “fooding!”
Silence. Then a, “...Quoi?” from Canada.
Whenever more than one person speaks a language you don't, they start testing you :P I have this happen to me all the time when I'm in Croatia
The Millennium-long Barrier (Part 2c/2)
(Anonymous) 2012-12-30 12:46 am (UTC)(link)“We are going fooding!” France repeated. Canada still looked confused; maybe they didn’t say ‘fooding’ in North America? Before he could explain to Canada, though, he heard a loud snickering behind him.
It was England, who was desperately trying to hold in his laughter and looking anywhere but at France. Now France was just annoyed; what had he done wrong? He never laughed at England when he got the gender wrong in French (much)!
England tried to calm down, and met France’s eyes. However, that just made him burst out into laughter completely. When France turned to Canada, he found that he was giggling softly too.
“Quoi?! Qu'ai-je fait de mal?!” (What? What have I done wrong?!)
“You... you...” England tried to explain between laughs, forgetting to translate to French, “Fooding is... is not...”
“Fooding n'est pas un mot en anglais, France. Food est, mais non fooding,” (Fooding is not a word in English, France. Food is, but not fooding) Canada spoke in for England, who went into another fit of laughter after hearing him. Honestly, if someone walked through the corridor now they’d think England had been replaced by an imposter or something!
Ignoring him, France made sure to remember that. He remembered this once happening before, when he mentioned to England that his place could do with a ‘relooking.’
England hadn’t let that go for months. This time probably wouldn’t be much different.
Man, there are so many other things I couldn't fit in that I wanted to add. I wish Hetalia (or at least the fans) looked at languages more; there're so many ways to use them! If I de-anon this, I'll probably add more :)
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(Anonymous) 2012-12-30 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)Aaaand I see America and Russia are up to their old tricks again. XD You even incorporated my suggestion, thanks~
I hope you do add more if you deanon, there's endless possibilities, really. ^^
Thanks again! <333
Re: The Millennium-long Barrier (Part 2c/2)
(Anonymous) 2013-01-01 03:38 am (UTC)(link)Anon also liked how Russia was being comparatively civil, but America was still being childish about their Cold War era feud.
This anon also likes more languages. Google translate is bad with grammar though, much less the gender differences.
Also, declension. German only has 4, but Russian has 6...at the very least. I'm not sure how many there are in English or French.
Re: The Millennium-long Barrier (Part 2c/2)
(Anonymous) 2013-05-30 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)Also, England speaking French is definitely headcanon. Great fill, authornon!
Re: The Millennium-long Barrier (Part 2c/2)
(Anonymous) 2013-01-09 02:58 am (UTC)(link)Re: The Millennium-long Barrier (Part 2c/2)
(Anonymous) 2013-01-12 06:50 am (UTC)(link)you should add more if you de-anon c: