They get what they want
anonymous
October 18 2009, 00:03:45 UTC
Sealandic Angel, in an attempt to prove his worth as a real Nation and make everyone's Christmas wishes come true, casts a spell to give several Nations what they want. However, he used eye of newt when he should have used eye of toad or something, because his magic spell goes a bit awry: instead of giving the other Nations what they believe they want, it gives them their heart's desire, no matter how scandalous or embarrassing, for one day. Like...
...Canada being the most powerful and respected Nation (with an ego so large it should have a moon orbiting it) ...China getting all the other Asians turned back into adoring little kids he can dote on ...Russia and America being sappy and making kissy-face at each other
The spell wears off in 24 hours, turning everyone back the way they were, but with memories of the experience.
BONUS: If someone doesn't notice anything different, and it turns out they already have their heart's desire
The Christmas Without War (Prologue A)
anonymous
October 22 2009, 17:54:11 UTC
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Sealand bit his hat, refusing to admit that he was pouting and tears were coming out of his eyes. He was Sealand! Mightiest of the mightysoontobeempires! Empires don't cry!
...Okay, maybe they did when their worth as a Nation was ignored. Sealand was a Nation, he was! He would even return all his Christmas presents tomorrow to that jerk England if the other just acknowledged him...!
Sealand blinked. Christmas?
A tiny seed of an idea popped into his head. Christmas was tomorrow. Perhaps, if all the other Nations were infused with goodwill from the holiday, they would be nicer and perhaps Sealand would have a chance...Ah, but they were always fighting, even through the best holiday in the year! Fighting Nations were grumpy Nations, and if grumpy Nations wouldn't recognize him
( ... )
The Christmas Without War (Prologue B)
anonymous
October 22 2009, 17:54:56 UTC
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The makeshift halo slipped over his eyes a little, but Sealand ignored it. Ignoring distractions made for a better nation, after all! He blew his bangs out of his face and looked down into the cauldron.
Sneaking into jerk England's house had been easy, like it always was. It had been a simply matter of carrying the needed outfit from his house to jerk England's house, slipping in while the other went out for his daily lunch, and then changing into the outfit and heading into the secret downstairs that jerk England liked to pretend didn't exist.
Sealand had never tried magic before, but that was okay! jerk England had all his books down here, and while some were written in funny scribbles, others were in plain English, and it was in one of these books that Sealand had found his answer. It was perfect!
Sealandic Angel grinned, adjusting the halo and the cardboard wings on his back. He was such a better angel than that jerk England, and he'd actually solve the world's problems while he was at it, too! He stirred the
( ... )
The Christmas Without War (Canada version - Recognition)
anonymous
October 22 2009, 17:58:31 UTC
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Canada rolled over, yawned, opened his eyes, came face to face with a camera, and screamed.
His abject and very real horror was not shared, as his reaction caused a wave of hushed whispers and giggling. Canada bolted upright and stared.
His room was filled with people.
"W-W-Who are you all!?" He stammered, too scared to appreciate the irony in having to ask his least-favorite question. "W-W-Why are y-you in m-my room!?"
"Oh mister Canada!!" The girl with the camera breathed, gaznig at him starry-eyed. Canada stared back blankly. They knew his name? Furthermore, why did everyone in the room have that same adoring look? "Can I take a picture? Please? Can I? Can I touch your hairCanada, deciding that the best strategy in dealing with apparently alien drones who wanted to eat his brains or something was escape, threw open his window and jumped out from the second floor in his boxers
( ... )
The Christmas Without War (America/Russia Version - Realization)
anonymous
October 22 2009, 18:00:40 UTC
America was up early, but that was nothing unusual in and of itself. Despite being accused of lazy by England and god knew nearly everyone else, America was actually not much for sleep. He preferred to be up with the sun, on the move, enjoying his day, and not lazing about in bed unless he felt sick, which was rare
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...Canada being the most powerful and respected Nation (with an ego so large it should have a moon orbiting it)
...China getting all the other Asians turned back into adoring little kids he can dote on
...Russia and America being sappy and making kissy-face at each other
The spell wears off in 24 hours, turning everyone back the way they were, but with memories of the experience.
BONUS: If someone doesn't notice anything different, and it turns out they already have their heart's desire
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Sealand bit his hat, refusing to admit that he was pouting and tears were coming out of his eyes. He was Sealand! Mightiest of the mightysoontobeempires! Empires don't cry!
...Okay, maybe they did when their worth as a Nation was ignored. Sealand was a Nation, he was! He would even return all his Christmas presents tomorrow to that jerk England if the other just acknowledged him...!
Sealand blinked. Christmas?
A tiny seed of an idea popped into his head. Christmas was tomorrow. Perhaps, if all the other Nations were infused with goodwill from the holiday, they would be nicer and perhaps Sealand would have a chance...Ah, but they were always fighting, even through the best holiday in the year! Fighting Nations were grumpy Nations, and if grumpy Nations wouldn't recognize him ( ... )
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The makeshift halo slipped over his eyes a little, but Sealand ignored it. Ignoring distractions made for a better nation, after all! He blew his bangs out of his face and looked down into the cauldron.
Sneaking into jerk England's house had been easy, like it always was. It had been a simply matter of carrying the needed outfit from his house to jerk England's house, slipping in while the other went out for his daily lunch, and then changing into the outfit and heading into the secret downstairs that jerk England liked to pretend didn't exist.
Sealand had never tried magic before, but that was okay! jerk England had all his books down here, and while some were written in funny scribbles, others were in plain English, and it was in one of these books that Sealand had found his answer. It was perfect!
Sealandic Angel grinned, adjusting the halo and the cardboard wings on his back. He was such a better angel than that jerk England, and he'd actually solve the world's problems while he was at it, too! He stirred the ( ... )
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Canada rolled over, yawned, opened his eyes, came face to face with a camera, and screamed.
His abject and very real horror was not shared, as his reaction caused a wave of hushed whispers and giggling. Canada bolted upright and stared.
His room was filled with people.
"W-W-Who are you all!?" He stammered, too scared to appreciate the irony in having to ask his least-favorite question. "W-W-Why are y-you in m-my room!?"
"Oh mister Canada!!" The girl with the camera breathed, gaznig at him starry-eyed. Canada stared back blankly. They knew his name? Furthermore, why did everyone in the room have that same adoring look? "Can I take a picture? Please? Can I? Can I touch your hairCanada, deciding that the best strategy in dealing with apparently alien drones who wanted to eat his brains or something was escape, threw open his window and jumped out from the second floor in his boxers ( ... )
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I thought it was pretty funny how England had that nagging feeling he had work to do, and then was so thrilled when he didn't.
I lol'ed at Canada (superstar to all but Kumajiro), and lmao'ed at America/Russia (papers thrown aside, ignoring the desk, what fun)
And the China one was so freaking cute.
Can't wait for more!
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Spain/Romano? *_* Prussia being a real country again?
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Marry me, author!anon?
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