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hetalia2008-12-23 08:29 pm
luminousbeat.livejournal.com) wrote in hetalia2008-12-23 08:29 pm
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[Fanfic] Spiderlings
Title: Spiderlings
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luminousbeat
Pairing: US/UK
Rating: K
Warning: Spiders...?
Summary: One drabble in a series of Courtship drabbles, found here .
America smiled as he hid the flowers behind his back, pressing the doorbell. It rang out a surprisingly cheery tune, and the tall male nearly chuckled - who would've guessed that England was a sucker for such tunes? Speaking of the Brit, he had opened the door by now and was leaning against the doorframe expectantly.... As if waiting for an answer. The American tried to remember what he had asked... Until the Englishman stepped aside and motioned for him to come in.
"Septics, never listen well do they.."
For all it was worth, America felt like that had been an insult. Shoving that out of his mind, though, he stepped inside and immediately hugged the shorter man.
"England! How nice to see you again."
A half squeak, half grunt was heard from England as he squirmed, shoving away - and finally breaking free. America just grinned and held out the flowers,
"For you!"
It was all well, England decided as he took the flowers from the grinning yank - then got a second look.
With a scream that could rival a cheap horror movie's leading lady, he dropped the flowers and glared at the American. Confused, the self-proclaimed hero picked up the flowers and peered into them. He began to chuckle, though, as soon as he saw it.
"Aw, come on, England. It's just a spider!"
All he got in response was a pretty good uppercut, and being shoved outside with the flowers.
America was stunned, then looked down at the spider sorrowfully.
"Ah, man... And I thought that'd work, too..."
With great care, he plucked the fake spider from the flowers, tossed it in front of the door he had just been unlovingly shoved out of, and strolled off.
Geez, where was all the humor on April Fool's Day?
Author:
luminousbeatPairing: US/UK
Rating: K
Warning: Spiders...?
Summary: One drabble in a series of Courtship drabbles, found here .
America smiled as he hid the flowers behind his back, pressing the doorbell. It rang out a surprisingly cheery tune, and the tall male nearly chuckled - who would've guessed that England was a sucker for such tunes? Speaking of the Brit, he had opened the door by now and was leaning against the doorframe expectantly.... As if waiting for an answer. The American tried to remember what he had asked... Until the Englishman stepped aside and motioned for him to come in.
"Septics, never listen well do they.."
For all it was worth, America felt like that had been an insult. Shoving that out of his mind, though, he stepped inside and immediately hugged the shorter man.
"England! How nice to see you again."
A half squeak, half grunt was heard from England as he squirmed, shoving away - and finally breaking free. America just grinned and held out the flowers,
"For you!"
It was all well, England decided as he took the flowers from the grinning yank - then got a second look.
With a scream that could rival a cheap horror movie's leading lady, he dropped the flowers and glared at the American. Confused, the self-proclaimed hero picked up the flowers and peered into them. He began to chuckle, though, as soon as he saw it.
"Aw, come on, England. It's just a spider!"
All he got in response was a pretty good uppercut, and being shoved outside with the flowers.
America was stunned, then looked down at the spider sorrowfully.
"Ah, man... And I thought that'd work, too..."
With great care, he plucked the fake spider from the flowers, tossed it in front of the door he had just been unlovingly shoved out of, and strolled off.
Geez, where was all the humor on April Fool's Day?
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All he got in response was a pretty good uppercut, and being shoved outside with the flowers. I AM ROFLING AND CANNOT STOP.
Also? Your icon is MADE OF WIN. ♥
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