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People v. Oxenstierna: A SuFin Murder Case, Pt. 1Why do words come so easily to everyone?People v. Oxenstierna: A SuFin Murder Case, Pt. 1 in Drama More Like This
I never understand how some people's minds are so closely connected to their mouths. How do you do that? How do you think something and come out with it, just like that? I've never said a thing in my life that I didn't mentally slave over composing before finally voicing, and even then I'm so hesitant. I wonder if I'll ever understand.
Take all the people in this courtroom, for example. They're all chattering away, words effortlessly spilling out of their mouth. It's natural for them. Unlike for me, words are just tools that they've been well trained with.
It reminds me of how Tino is.
…Or had
People v. Oxenstierna: A SuFin Murder Case, Pt. 3"Eduard Von Bock!" the bailiff said pleasantly, walking over to escort the witness.People v. Oxenstierna: A SuFin Murder Case, Pt. 3 in Drama More Like This
From the crowd of spectators stood a blond, bespectacled man. He was entirely unremarkable except for the fact that as he stood, it became apparent that he was shaking from head to toe. These convulsions only grew worse as he neared the witness stand. When he arrived, the bailiff smiled down at him with a grin that could have been described as a friendly leer.
"Follow me." The courtroom was silent (save for the muffled footsteps of the bailiff and Eduard), holding its breath, waiting for the testimony to begin.
"Please raise your right hand," Ivan instructe
Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot"DOITSU, DOITSU!! GERMANY, GERMANY!!!"Sweet Dreams: GerIta Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
I groaned. For Gott's sake, it was 5 A.M. What now?
"What is it?" I said to the little head that was peeping into my bedroom. "And didn't I say to call me 'Vatti?'"
The door opened wider, flooding the night with light from the hall. "I know," said the tiny voice, "but Mommy calls you that…"
I sighed. 'Mommy' was lying next to me, passed out like he normally was. Charging tanks cannot wake him up when he's tired—believe me, I know from experience. Since he was unlikely to wake up, I was left dealing with our child on my own.
I heard whimpering coming from the door. "Come here, now," I said
The Hetalia Hangover part 4 The Hetalia Hangover part 4The Hetalia Hangover part 4 in Comedy More Like This
Scene 11- exterior day- Russia, Lithuania who is holding the monkey and Estonia who is pushing the wheelchair that the old monk is sitting in. walk down the street. This particular street is totally trashed so much that it looks like a tornado hit it.
Russia: Are you sure this is the street?
Estonia: This has to be. The name of the street is right here on the card and we've been following the directions exactly as they were given to us.
Lithuania: Oh godz, what happened here?
They walk past the bar which has been all bord
You're obsessed with Russia APH When... You know that you are obsessed with Russia APH When.You're obsessed with Russia APH When... in Profiles More Like This
1) If you are Russian than you want the whole world to know and if you aren't Russian than you wish that you were Russian.
2) When ever you see a map of Asia, you see Russia right on top of China and you lose so much blood from your profuse fangasm nosebleed that you have to be rushed to the emergency room for a transfusion.
3) You enjoy being covered in blood. Preferably somebody else's.
4) You don't have to be asked to become one with Russia because you already are truely one.
5) When people tell you that you are intimidating, childish and cruel you take it as a comp
Die or Watch them DieAlfred F. Jones, representation of America, you have been given a choice.Die or Watch them Die in Drama More Like This
America gulped. He was the first country to come to this thing. England delivered the message grimly to him. He had no idea who was talking to him, they claimed they had power over all the countries.
Either you die and your states live. Or your states die and you live. You have a week or less to come to your decision.
America's eyes widened. Why would he be forced to do this? Why would his states be included in this? The bastard!
He had so much he wanted to say, but yet all he could get out was "Are we still immortal or can we be killed?"
Some hero.
Any of you can
Lies Drive to Insanity'I promise I'll return to you after the war Italy!'Lies Drive to Insanity in Horror More Like This
Liar. These were Italy's first thoughts. Holy Rome was a liar. He promised. And the one ting everyone knows about Italy is that you don't break a promise with him. Especially if you love him and he loves you.
The Italian slammed his fist into the wall, shaking the pictures. He actually had a great amount of strength, he just only used it for cooking.
He'd waited years for him to return. Centuries. Every week he'd trek out to the dock and stand there. Waiting. Hoping for one chance to see his former lovers face.
He knew what the people at the pier said about him. Every day, year, and dec
Lies Drive to Insanity 4Italy stepped out of his hiding spot. He made no move to dispose of the bodies. Let them be found on their own terms.Lies Drive to Insanity 4 in Horror More Like This
Two more people caught his eyes. China and Japan were discussing their dinner plans. Italy jumped into their conversation. "Ve~ Can I join you?" He asked. His voice sung with joy and laughter.
Dammit stop sounding so happy!
China grunted in response. Japan happily agreed. The three males made their way to where China was staying for the week.
Once the arrived, all three of them began preparing meals. Each of them making dishes from their culture.
New blood seeped from Italy's wounds. He hadn't realized how deep the cut wa
Lies Drive to Insanity 2Look at them. All smiling and happy. It's disgusting. The Italian man held back a sneer. Not here. He couldn't show his disgust publicly to them. They'd question him more than it was worth.Lies Drive to Insanity 2 in Horror More Like This
Just keep smiling. Soon it'll be time. And time was going to be wonderful. In preparation, Italy let the knife slip from his sleeves into his open palm.
He had it all planned out. First it would be Japan. The normally quiet man would be easy. His screams wouldn't be heard. Than Austria, Prussia, and Hungary. All three of them had kept Holy Rome's death from him. The rest would come and go as he wished. He would save Romano and Germany to die with him of
The Unsinkable10 April, 1912The Unsinkable in Drama More Like This
12 PM GMT
Southampton, England
Arthur Kirkland held his ticket tight in his left hand. His suitcase was gripped firmly in the other. The line shuffled slowly forward. Hundreds, thousands of people stood in front of him all waiting to aboard the largest ship their eyes had landed on, the RMS Titanic.
Even Arthur, the composed and mature man he is, couldn't help but feel excited about being one of the first passengers on the boat. Normally with the arrival of a new form of transportation he would've waited to try it out. But he had a motive for breaking this rule.
He shifted through his pants pocket with the hand that held t
Tiny ManTitle - Tiny ManTiny Man in Humor More Like This
Hetalia CRACK
Germany was walking across his house. A noise inside his bathroom made him freeze. It sounded like a sobbing.
"Prussia?" He asked. "How many girls this time?"
The crying immediately stopped. "None," He sighed through the door. "It's just. Oh you wouldn't understand! You've never been awesome."
The German glared at the door. "Bastard," He mumbled under his breath. "Vhat the hell is wrong vith you know? Unlock the dammed door." He spoke in a clear voice this time.
"Fine. Awesome powers go!"
The door opened by magic. Germany stared at him amazed. 'He's had 'awesome powers' all along and he never bothered to
The End of the World Isn't so BadIt was just a normal meeting for the nations. Arguing and bickering was insured. Nothing seemingly out of the ordinary as each one of their ideas was shot down. Little did they know that the call Russia and America would receive would change their fate for the worst.The End of the World Isn't so Bad in Drama More Like This
Two different sets of ringtones blared. "Born in the U.S.A." and "I'm Very Glad Because I'm Finally Returning Back Home (Trololol)" played in the worst unison.
Austria cringed. "One of you dummkopfs answer your phones! Your ringtones are giving me a headache."
America gave a soft, "sorry dude," before greeting the caller. Russia nodded his head in apology and did the same. Eng
What Happened to Fratelllo?Title: What Happened to Fratello?What Happened to Fratelllo? in Drama More Like This
Hetalia
October 4, 2011 9:45 EST.
An Italian skipped around the United Nations building. He was wearing a grey Italian (of course) suit. He smiled to the secretary. "Hello Elizabeth," He greeted her. "Having a good morning ve~?"
She gave him a sad smile and nodded him along. 'That's strange,' The child-like man thought. 'Normally she gives me a sarcastic answer.'
He opened the doors to the meeting room. The meeting hadn't started yet, which he was thankful for. Hushed whispers filled the air. Germany was the first one to acknowledged him.
"Italy hello," He said. "Have you heard about..." His voice trail
Better to Have Loved and LostLaughter. The one thing that could stop Roderich from his music. That and cake. He looked outside his window. What he saw, utterly horrified him.Better to Have Loved and Lost in General Fiction More Like This
No. No. Please don't let it be this way.
Gilbert and Elizabeta. Together. Holding hands.
Why? This wasn't possible. He ran to his door. They were just outside his house. It wouldn't take him that long to get to them.
They didn't notice him. Even when they could have just turned their heads slightly to the left they would've seen him. Why did they have to be so blind?
Why would they be together?
Them of all people. Roderich just didn't get it. During his and Elizabeta's marriage they hated each
Basic Human RightAs duty of any countries states, cities or provinces they have to go to meetings. It's like a World Meeting - in the sense of some of them see each other after having no contact for a while. And like all World Meetings there's more arguments startled than settled.Basic Human Right in General Fiction More Like This
America jumped up at the front of the meetings table. "Alright let's get the meeting of the United States of Me beginning!" He cheered. He cast a puzzled look over his fifty children. "Now what's with all the 'gay rights' crap? Can't everybody get married?"
There was a silence that hung over the group like a fog. The only sound was the shifting in seats and breathing.
Alaska was
On Rainy Days: USUK/FrUK OneshotHe should've stopped when he heard himself mutter, "Am I Catholic? Or am I Protestant?"On Rainy Days: USUK/FrUK Oneshot in Drama More Like This
It was too late now, though. Arthur was so very stupid sometimes, despite his elegant, sophisticated English gentlemanly demeanor. The combination of alcohol and relentless rain, hammering down like bullets, had dragged out all the erased memories. He could see him, beckoning and calling out to him, torturing Arthur.
He didn't remember stepping out, but the next thing he knew, he was standing outside in the bitter cold, looking into the windows of the warm pub, the rain stinging and lashing at his face.
And then he wasn't standing there anymore…
I
Tomorrow: SpamanoNOTE: For all you fluff fans out there, there is an alternative fluff ending part 2 (link is in the description). However, this works as a oneshot as well, in my opinion...Tomorrow: Spamano in General Fiction More Like This
Today is going to be the day. I will definitely tell him today, for sure. No more excuses. No more putting it off.
This was Lovino Vargas's resolution as he grabbed his backpack, and walked out of his house to school.
Lovino was in love with that bastardo, that Antonio. He loved his beautiful, tan face, his twinkling green eyes, and his luscious chocolate hair. Hell, he loved everything about Antonio.
He could never fathom if Antonio liked him back or not. Sometimes, h
Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE OneshotFrom the moment he opened that tomato box, I knew.Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
My Holy Rome had come back for me.
At first, I had thought that I was hallucinating again—Holy Rome was dead, or at least that's what they had told Mr. Roderich and Miss Elizaveta.
But no, it was my Holy Rome. Even after all these years, I recognized him.
The only drawback was that Holy Rome had forgotten me.
Holy Rome went by a different name now—'Ludwig.' His sky blue eyes, once childishly round, had sparkled with affection every time he looked at me. Now, they were a colder shade of blue, and looked at me with unfamiliarity. Holy Rome had used to blush a light shade of pink
Of Love and War: PruHun"Well," Elizaveta Héderváry grunts, hauling the last of her belongings onto her packhorse, "I guess this is goodbye, Gil."Of Love and War: PruHun in Drama More Like This
Gilbert Beilschmidt shuffles his feet in the dirt beside her, refusing to make eye contact.
"Are you really going to marry that unawesome prick of an Austrian?" he asks.
She sighs. "Yes, Gil. We've gone over this many times. I must." She studies the face of her closest friend. He's still eyeing the floor intently, shoulders drooping, hand in pockets. He mutters something unintelligible.
When he fails to answer her in a coherent way, she hesitantly adds, "It… It's not like I want to, or anything."
His s
Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2NOTE: This is the alternative fluffy ending to part 1 (obviously xD). See link in the description for the first part :3Tomorrow: Spamano--Alternative Fluff, Part 2 in Romance More Like This
Quadruple-checking that no one was around him, Lovino buried his head into his arms, and allowed himself a few tears. Dammit, it was true, wasn't it? No one liked him, let alone Antonio. That stupid bastardo. Actually, Lovino himself was also an idiot; he had let himself believe that perhaps Antonio cared; perhaps he had a shot at love… He knew better, now. He would lock away his heart from now on; there was no need for love, or Antonio. The stupid bastardo could go with his equally idiotic friends, and Lovino wouldn't
Hate: SuFin OneshotBerwald hates me.Hate: SuFin Oneshot in General Fiction More Like This
Why else would he glower at me peevishly every time we make eye contact?
Why else would he only reply in grunts and unintelligible mumbles whenever I talk to him?
But sometimes, Berwald will show sporadic acts of kindness, and those capricious deeds will have me wishing with every fiber of my being that I could tell him, right then and there, that… I love him.
I recall the night we ran away from Matthias together, and how he had covered me with his blanket until he was sure that I was warm.
I flashback to the day where he had arbitrarily called me his 'wife,' even though I'm sure that he had only been joking. I had
You Could Be A Hero-No one sits with him, he doesn't fit in, but we feel like we do when we make fun of him. Cuz you want to belong, do you go alone, cuz his pain is the price paid for you to belong.-You Could Be A Hero in General Fiction More Like This
Yao sat at his table, munching on rice as his eyes strayed to a lone figure at a table at the end of the room. He always sits alone. I wonder if he's as bad as people say…. "He's such a freak." He turned to the Lithuanian who sat with him, "Why does he even bother coming here anymore? He would be just as happy going to cyber school. Makes him leave us alone too."
"And, like, why is he always asking people to 'become one' with him?" The blonde beside Toris c
[APH] - RomanoXItaly Romano and Italy slowly staggered back into their house. They had just come back from a long walk in the woods-which Feli forced Lovino to go. Now Romano gladly sat down on the plush couch in their living room. He looked at the nearby clock. 11:46pm. Damn that fratello just HAD to take the longest route there was.[APH] - RomanoXItaly in Short Stories More Like This
Italy stretched his arms and let out a big yawn "Ve~ I'm so tired!"
"Then go to bed bastardo!" He snapped back, must be all the walking that made him snap at his brother, even though he didn't like to. Feli clearly looked hurt even though he was used to his brother's bad language, which made Romano add; "Fine…You ca
APH - Cleverbot ConversationUser: Hello da ^J^.APH - Cleverbot Conversation in Comedy More Like This
Cleverbot: Hello.
User: Become one with Russia da?
Cleverbot: Become one with mother russia, da? ^J^.
User: Ohonhonhon~~ Yes.
Cleverbot: Fusosososo.
User: Keskeskeskes.
Cleverbot: Ameeriklased.
User: Aru.
Cleverbot: Shinatty chan.
User: Flying mint bunny.
Cleverbot: XD.
User: Kumajiro.
Cleverbot: Takaw ka pal.
User: Ve~ Pasta??
Cleverbot: Hello pasta.
User: Hello Alfred Jones.
Cleverbot: Ah, yes.
User: The hero?
Cleverbot: Yes you are the hero, aru!
User: And Gilbert is the awesome one.
Cleverbot: You wish...
User: He wishes....
Cleverbot: He is!!! I love him!
User: Canada? Is that you?
Cleverbot:
AmericaXOc - Request - Chapter 2-America's POV-AmericaXOc - Request - Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Tony, I'm home!"
"..."
I sighed. He continues with the game as I left him.
"Come on, you could at least say hello."
Although I couldn't get angry. Today really was a great day... except for the small problem with Arthur. But thanks to that I could meet his pretty younger sister, Asania. Just thinking about her I felt like myself to jump and bounce around the room. Wait a minute ... I am already doing it.
"Ahahaha, I really should start to control my emotions... Nah, this's more fun. I can't wait for our date tomorrow to see her..."
Here is the typical time when anyone facepalm. I forgot to ask her for the date! Insurance was planned in my mind, but I had not actually asked her.
"Shit, at least she gave me her phone..."
-England's POV-
"Ahh, I wonder what's taking Asania so long, she was supposed to give just a walk, right?"
"Arthur, don't worry, she will be alright."
"Oh,Flying Mint Bunny! You're right, she surely arrives soon. Thank you, you always comfort me."
"You'r
AmericaXOc - Request - Chapter 1-England's POV-AmericaXOc - Request - Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Bloody hell! How dare that git America to tell me that! So thanks me all I did for him? I should have let France take him, none of this would be happening..."
I was so angry that I didn't realize how strong I had closed the door until I saw Asania appear at the kitchen door looking worried.
"Is something wrong with the meeting, brother?"
"That America has once again insulted my cooking. I can't believe that he is the same person I cared for so long. I'll make some scones to relax a bit..."
"N-No!, I have prepared myself something to eat. I've already eaten and I will go for a walk. Eat well, okay! See you later!"
That of her eyes was ... panic? I nodded and saw how Asania left before heading to the kitchen. On the table was a roast beef.
"It smells very good. I wonder if she has inherited my ability to cook?"
-America's POV-
"Aw, man! That fight *munch* with *munch* Iggy made me nervous, Ack! *cough!, cough! * I can't even eat without choke! Tony, I'll
Jealously - EnglandXReader - Part 2"We have to devise a plan *munch* in order to destroy the axis *munch, munch*... I propose *munch, munch, munch*... and so *munch, munch, munch, munch*... Understood?"Jealously - EnglandXReader - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
"How the bloody hell do we understand you if you do nothing but eat while talking, America?"
"Ahahaha! That's because you're an idiot, England. Ahahaha!"
And so progressed another attempt of meeting to the Allies. It had been like that since America gained independence from England, always fighting among themselves. [Name] saddened to remember how hard it was the battle for all three. She was heartbreaking to see how hard it was for Arthur to confront his brother Alfred. But she only knew how much he still cares for him.
"Hey [Name], are you listening?"
"Ah, sorry I was minding my own. What were you saying?"
"Who's right, me or the idiot from England?"
True, [Name] came to the meetings practically to make peace between the two. She sighed and headed toward a window to get some air.
"Eng
AmericaXOc - Request - Chapter 3-England's POV-AmericaXOc - Request - Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I can't believe you have hidden it to me!"
"As I told you, I thought to tell you when you relax, I knew that you'll be so."
"Who the bloody hell would not be angry if he suddenly learns that her sister plans to go out with his enemy?"
"Please Arthur, don't be so dramatic. ¿Enemy for saying that your food tastes bad? I thought you were more mature."
We had almost an hour discussing and my mood was getting worse by the minute. In the end, I burst.
"It's over, I told you won't go to that date! I won't let you go out with that git Alfred."
But apparently Asania was also at her limit.
"You are selfish, you just want to do everything your way, I'm sick! And you know? It is also true that you can't cook!"
That left me completely speechless. I never thought Asania would speak to me so someday. I saw how she went to her room and slammed the door.
'Maybe I was too hard?'
-America's POV-
I was about to go to sleep (yes, the heroes also sleep), when
GermanyXReader - RequestRing, ring, ring...GermanyXReader - Request in Short Stories More Like This
[Name] groaned while beginning to find her phone. Who the hell calls at 2 am?
"Umm?... Gilbert?"
She answered the phone although she not really wanted to hear a speech about how awesome he is.
"What do you want?"
"Kesesese, I woke you up, [Name]?"
[Name] twitched upon hearing that.
"What do you think genius?"
"However, I need you to pick up West and take him home, I'm too awesome for that."
"Why? Has something happened?"
"You'll understand when you come, kesesese ~."
All that mystery made [Name] suspicious of what would have happened that night. She sighed and gave up.
"Okay, tell me the address to which I have to go."
-Time skip-
"I... can't... believe it."
[Name] watched speechless how a blue-eyed blond German dance in a way... well... let's leave it in indescribable. She turned angrily to the trio who seemed to break if they laughed some more.
"What the hell have you done to him?"
"Come on, chica, don't be so."
"Listen to him, mon amour. Wrinkles wi
I'll be there for you - Germany x Reader[Name] was very proud of her work. She worked no more and less than the assistant in political affairs of Ludwig, representing Germany in the World Conferences. However, unfortunately to [Name], the work was accumulating. Ludwig had fallen ill on the eve of one of the World Conferences and [Name] had to take care of everything to be perfect by then. She also had to care for Ludwig to try to recover in time for the meeting, or at least was found well enough to attend. All this would have been less complicated if [Name] had not been continuously behind one Italian truly concerned for his friend.I'll be there for you - Germany x Reader in Short Stories More Like This
"[N-Name], Doitsu s-sure will be fine?"
[Name] left the papers in which she was working on the table and turned to console the poor Feliciano.
"Feli, don’t worry", she said softly, wiping tears from his face, "after I finish this, you and I will prepare a rich soup so that he will get better and then I will make pasta for dinner, okay?"
Upon hearing this, immediately Feliciano left crying
Aph: Wall flowerWall FlowerAph: Wall flower in General Fiction More Like This
Netherlands/Canada
hetalia fanfic
Canada was sitting at the bar, watching everyone around him and trying to catch the waiter's attention. The post-UN-meeting-get-together was in full swing around him. Nations laughing, drinking, arguing, and in general making as much noise as they could.
He liked watching everyone so busy and entertained. It was just... he'd already had to skip over to another stool twice to avoid getting sat on and after sitting here half an hour he would really like the chance to order.
He sighed as he watched his brother talking and laughing loudly while surrounded by a circle of people.
"You look blu
SmileThere once was a cat. A fairly small cat he was, with a simple, white coat of fur with red-ish spots all around—like fresh snow littered with debris. Now, a normal cat he was, save for his short, floppy ears; they fell down like a dogs and most other cats would tease him about it.Smile in General Fiction More Like This
His name was Crumpets.
Now, this cat didn't have many friends, save for one cat that lived next door. That fellow cat was very obnoxious, and whenever he was over for a visit he made sure that Crumpets never got a moment of peace from his constant whining. Hero was his name, and he was a rather large, fluffy cat that when compared to Crumpets in size, was pro
PreciousHe checked his watch, the time on its digital face telling him that it was 1:42 pm.Precious in General Fiction More Like This
"Damnit!" He hissed, scrambling up onto his feet and into the entry hall of the apartment.
Arthur Kirkland couldn't believe that he had just let time slip past like that. He supposed that was what he got for deciding to pick up a good book and read—he couldn't put it down it was so good!
He knew that his boyfriend would be upset that he was late to their little lunch date, but at least he was making the effort now to be there closer to the right time.
He grabbed his coat off the hanger by the door, stuffed his keys and phone into his pockets, and rus
Mad Scientists' and Love Potions -- Commission"W-w-where am I?" A panicked voice called out, eyes frantically scanning the foreign room. The voice had come from a frail body of a boy, which was currently strapped down to a chair in the middle of the white lab room. He was terrified, and couldn't remember what had happened in the first place to bring him to such a strange place like this.Mad Scientists' and Love Potions -- Commission in General Fiction More Like This
"Sh," Another voice called out softly, coming from just behind the chair that the boy was trapped to.
The new voice startled the small blond, and when he turned his head best he could to look at the newcomer, he saw the face of one of his friends—Toris.
"T-Toris!" Little Raivas exclaimed, his eye
USUK - Stereo HeartsThursday. The day was Thursday.USUK - Stereo Hearts in General Fiction More Like This
A typical, once a week kind of Thursday.
Save for the fact that one particular American had that very Thursday off from work.
He had a plan forming in his head. A plan he was planning on using on his one true love. Something special. Something out of the blue, spur of the moment, meaningful. Something he knew that Arthur Kirkland would appreciate.
Alfred F. Jones held his head in his hands; sitting at his desk at home in his office as his laptop sat open upon the top of the wooden piece of furniture. Lyrics were on the screen, along with a Windows Media Player with a song pulled up but currently on pause. H
Lonely Nights -- CommissionNights like these were always cold and miserable, and it only made Francis want to go inside and curl up by the fire instead of being stuck standing outside. Much was his current situation at the moment.Lonely Nights -- Commission in General Fiction More Like This
He, honestly, hated his job, and he would have quit if the money wasn't so desperately needed. On top of that, the money he made was pretty good, despite the fact that it could be considered 'dirty.'
Francis let a long sigh leave his lips as he gazed up at the starless night sky. He could see his breath as he exhaled, and it only proved how really cold it actually was that night.
Glancing down at himself, the Frenchman frowned; lack of war
Give him a chance - Chapter 1"Sorry, darling… No, please, stop sobbing… No, I didn't 'cancel our date on purpose'… Well, my cousin's son just arrived without telling, and he's going to stay at my home for a few weeks. He comes from America, and he visibly had a few issues in his old school… and knowing his mom, she just needed an excuse to go hitting on in all the country. Well, I don't know if…"Give him a chance - Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur disliked arguing over the phone, (especially with someone as stubborn as his date), but it's not like he had the choice. He already hated the guts of this teenager, whose name happened to be Alfred, for being such a cock-block.
"No, I can't Thur
Give him a chance - Chapter 2"All we hear is Radio gaga, Radio goo goo, Radio gaga…"Give him a chance - Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Fuck, Arthur ! Let me in ! I'm in my pajamas ! I need my breakfast !"
Alfred was hitting the door for at least fifteen minutes, deciding he now hated this landing with all his heart.
"Euh… Bonjour."
The teenager froze. There wasn't really someone who was seeing him like this, wasn't it?
He turned around, to see in front of him a blond man, with long curly hair in a ponytail. He seemed to have forgotten to shave for a few days, and he was wearing fancy clothes. He had a beautiful bouquet in hand, and he looked incredibly… chic.
"Why are you knocking on the door of Ar
Give him a chance - PrologueArthur was late. Late to go back home.Give him a chance - Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is possible, even when you live alone and without a cat.
He had to get back home, put his stuff and the groceries somewhere, check his e-mails for work, get changed, went in search of his black tie (and tie it properly), call a taxi and arrive in time at his date, who was in…
Three minutes ago.
Well, it's not like punctuality was is strong point. At least, the same went for his date.
So, Arthur was running in the streets of London's suburbs, bumping into old ladies and kids. He wasn't a gentleman anymore right now. His only goal was going to his date, and not too late if it was possible.
Sta.sh
