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[fanfic] VHS Tapes (Molossia + Sealand)
Title: VHS Tapes
Characters: Molossia, Sealand
Rating: PG-13 just for language
Warnings: Since it's Molossia... lots of swearing.
Summary: Molossia and Sealand go through boxes of old VHS tapes from the 80s because USA is coming over.
Notes: I wanted to write a short drabble where Molossia was influenced somewhat by being "taken over" for the movie "Kickassia". Also hints of USA/Molossia.
“Why didn’t I do this fucking sooner?” Molossia hissed as he searched through his boxes of old VHS tapes. He asked USA to come over to watch some 80s cartoons with him but he forgot to pick one out. Ever since he was taken over by internet nerds for a movie, he had this strange craving to watch old 80s and 90s stuff. He went to several garage sales and thrift stores and ended up with a huge amount of VHS tapes ranging from awesome to fucking crap.
“Why don’t you just get the DVDs?” Sealand asked as he rummaged through another box on the couch.
“FUCK THAT! If you aren’t watching these on fucking VHS, you’re not getting the whole fucking experience!”
“Well… Uh… At least they’re cheap, I guess. I bet you got this whole box for $10.”
“Actually, it was 12 valora in my country’s money!”
“Ah, so that’s what all those poker chips are called!”
“Shut up, I need to fucking concentrate! I need to find the perfect show to watch with my biggest ally! If I choose the wrong one, I might not get to first ba… I mean, conflict might arise between our two nations! I’m already at war with East Germany and…”
“Well, don’t watch this “Pacman” Christmas cartoon special then,” Sealand interrupted. “It’s a good thing you didn’t spend a lot of money on these.”
“Fuck yes! “Count Duckula”… Perfect!” Molossia grinned as grabbed the tape out of the box.
“Isn’t that the one about the vegetarian vampire duck?”
“Yes! I was looking for a creepy one to watch!”
“Why?”
Molossia mumbled, “Because Mr. USA likes creepy shows and that means I have a good chance of being clung to while we watch.” He blushed.
“What?”
“Nothing! This is what we’re fucking watching!”
“Sounds good,” Sealand jumped up from the couch. “We’re going to have a lot of fun!”
“You’re not fuckin’ staying,” Molossia stood up and put the VHS on top of the VCR. “It’s time for you to go home!”
“Awwww! You’re a jerk,” Sealand pouted. “At least can you properly teach me “The Art of Destroying Fucking Bad VHS Tapes” like you said you would?”
“But it’s getting fucking late and he’ll be here shortly...”
“Please,” Sealand begged. “I found a copy of “Grease II” in here!”
Molossia winced at the title. “Fine, you win. Wait for me outside while I get the hammer… the big fucking hammer.”
Characters: Molossia, Sealand
Rating: PG-13 just for language
Warnings: Since it's Molossia... lots of swearing.
Summary: Molossia and Sealand go through boxes of old VHS tapes from the 80s because USA is coming over.
Notes: I wanted to write a short drabble where Molossia was influenced somewhat by being "taken over" for the movie "Kickassia". Also hints of USA/Molossia.
“Why didn’t I do this fucking sooner?” Molossia hissed as he searched through his boxes of old VHS tapes. He asked USA to come over to watch some 80s cartoons with him but he forgot to pick one out. Ever since he was taken over by internet nerds for a movie, he had this strange craving to watch old 80s and 90s stuff. He went to several garage sales and thrift stores and ended up with a huge amount of VHS tapes ranging from awesome to fucking crap.
“Why don’t you just get the DVDs?” Sealand asked as he rummaged through another box on the couch.
“FUCK THAT! If you aren’t watching these on fucking VHS, you’re not getting the whole fucking experience!”
“Well… Uh… At least they’re cheap, I guess. I bet you got this whole box for $10.”
“Actually, it was 12 valora in my country’s money!”
“Ah, so that’s what all those poker chips are called!”
“Shut up, I need to fucking concentrate! I need to find the perfect show to watch with my biggest ally! If I choose the wrong one, I might not get to first ba… I mean, conflict might arise between our two nations! I’m already at war with East Germany and…”
“Well, don’t watch this “Pacman” Christmas cartoon special then,” Sealand interrupted. “It’s a good thing you didn’t spend a lot of money on these.”
“Fuck yes! “Count Duckula”… Perfect!” Molossia grinned as grabbed the tape out of the box.
“Isn’t that the one about the vegetarian vampire duck?”
“Yes! I was looking for a creepy one to watch!”
“Why?”
Molossia mumbled, “Because Mr. USA likes creepy shows and that means I have a good chance of being clung to while we watch.” He blushed.
“What?”
“Nothing! This is what we’re fucking watching!”
“Sounds good,” Sealand jumped up from the couch. “We’re going to have a lot of fun!”
“You’re not fuckin’ staying,” Molossia stood up and put the VHS on top of the VCR. “It’s time for you to go home!”
“Awwww! You’re a jerk,” Sealand pouted. “At least can you properly teach me “The Art of Destroying Fucking Bad VHS Tapes” like you said you would?”
“But it’s getting fucking late and he’ll be here shortly...”
“Please,” Sealand begged. “I found a copy of “Grease II” in here!”
Molossia winced at the title. “Fine, you win. Wait for me outside while I get the hammer… the big fucking hammer.”
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