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hetalia2009-04-21 04:41 am
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[Chapterfic] You Can't Take the Sky From Me 8/? (AmericaxEngland)
Hello again. :)
Title: You Can't Take the Sky From Me [FF.NET LINK] [ Writing Journal Previous Chapters ]
Author/Artist:
haro
Character(s) or Pairing(s): AmericaxEngland, Germany/Italy, Poland/Lithuania, Spain/Romano, other pairings in future chapters. Pretty much the entire cast will be appearing in this fic.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Warnings: None
Summary: Ace Pilot America is on a mission for the World Military when a chance encounter with a group of Sky-Pirates leads him to team up with their captain, England, against a malevolent group that wants to fill the sky with zeppelins. [Steampunk AU]
Chapter Summary: America feigned innocence, although his cheeks were pink nonetheless. “Wha- I wasn’t staring at you. As if I would, with your perpetual scowl and your funny eyebrows.”
Said eyebrows furrowed and his frown grew deeper. “Shut up, it’s… not like I enjoy looking at you either.” And then America laughed, and England felt his face flush and he leaned over the table as well, his hands firm upon the wood. “What in the blazes are you laughing at?”
The aviator lifted one of his hands and tapped England on the nose. “You.”
( Fake cut to writing journal... )
:)
Title: You Can't Take the Sky From Me [FF.NET LINK] [ Writing Journal Previous Chapters ]
Author/Artist:
Character(s) or Pairing(s): AmericaxEngland, Germany/Italy, Poland/Lithuania, Spain/Romano, other pairings in future chapters. Pretty much the entire cast will be appearing in this fic.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Warnings: None
Summary: Ace Pilot America is on a mission for the World Military when a chance encounter with a group of Sky-Pirates leads him to team up with their captain, England, against a malevolent group that wants to fill the sky with zeppelins. [Steampunk AU]
Chapter Summary: America feigned innocence, although his cheeks were pink nonetheless. “Wha- I wasn’t staring at you. As if I would, with your perpetual scowl and your funny eyebrows.”
Said eyebrows furrowed and his frown grew deeper. “Shut up, it’s… not like I enjoy looking at you either.” And then America laughed, and England felt his face flush and he leaned over the table as well, his hands firm upon the wood. “What in the blazes are you laughing at?”
The aviator lifted one of his hands and tapped England on the nose. “You.”
( Fake cut to writing journal... )
:)
