Russia/Prussia High School AU: That's What You Get [1/?]
anonymous
February 13 2010, 16:06:37 UTC
Ivan Braginski read the e-mail again, hoping that somehow he had misread it the first time. Disappointed that he did not, he closed his eyes and sighed. There was just no way he could hold it off any longer.
He needed to find one immediately. And not just any person he could grab off the street; he had a certain set of requirements to fulfill. Hair colour had to be just so. Height too, was a factor. And then of course, he must not forget, overall complexion was important too. Attitude - must not forget attitude. Willingness did not matter much, but would be a plus. Actually, the hell with it, he would make his poor victim - no, candidate, yes, that was the word, go through with his plans, any protests or objections be damned.
Because he was Ivan Braginski, damn it. And if Ivan really wanted something, forget that moving mountains bullshit, he could make the Greater Caucasus Range get up and do the Barynya if he thought it would be fun
( ... )
That's What You Get [2/?]
anonymous
February 14 2010, 15:39:16 UTC
Ivan was in such an elated mood that he found himself almost skipping back to the library. To run into Gilbert Beilschmidt like that must be a sign! Oh, and the guy even recognised him! Yes, it was a sign indicating that Gilbert was the perfect candidate, and he could put the next part of his plan into action
( ... )
That's What You Get [2a/?]
anonymous
February 14 2010, 15:43:12 UTC
Gilbert furiously copied down the few remaining lines from the notebook - with just a few alterations to make it different enough, of course, he was not that stupid - before he shoved it back into its proper place in Arthur's backpack. Arthur would throw a fit if he caught Gilbert copying his homework again; not that he was afraid of the little guy, but getting caught would mean Arthur taking his backpack everywhere he went. And Gilbert certainly did not want that
( ... )
That's What You Get [3/?]
anonymous
February 15 2010, 10:18:13 UTC
Long part is long because this author!anon wants to get all the tiresome plot bits out of the way so the ridiculous antics can be written. Also, author!anon has a terrible habit of making everything epic-length so this may take a while to finish? Och nooooo.
To say that his friend was dumbstruck was an understatement, Antonio observed in a rare moment of astuteness. Gilbert's brain was probably screaming something along the lines of 'Befehl oder Dateiname nicht gefunden' on loop, which would explain why he was just standing there doing absolutely nothing except for staring at Ivan and doing a very good impression of a hyperactive goldfish.
Then again, Antonio was absolutely certain that this was the first time anyone asked Gilbert out. It had always been the other way around, and the answer was always in the negative. He could not really blame his friend for not knowing how to react. After all, as far as Antonio knew, Gilbert's actual dating experience was nil and what little he knew about the whole thing he had learnt from Francis
( ... )
That's What You Get [3b/?]
anonymous
February 15 2010, 10:26:30 UTC
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"Hey Ludwig!" Francis greeted, while Antonio was noisily dragging a protesting Gilbert up the stairs, stopping only to give a quick wave. "How are you? Oh, don't bother making dinner for your brother, he's got a hot date tonight!"
Ludwig blinked in confusion. "Date?"
Francis checked his watch. "Oops, look at the time. We need to get him ready!" The senior rushed upstairs and into Gilbert's room.
Shaking his head, Ludwig followed after him and knocked on the door. "Gilbert?" he called out. "Are you sure you don't want any dinner-"
"Stop it or I’ll fucking knock you out!"
Ludwig froze. That was Gilbert's voice.
"Antonio, hold his arms! That's it, keep him still!"
"Hey, get off me! Francis, don't you dare touch me there - aaaaah!"
The mental klaxons in Ludwig's head made loud WHOOP WHOOP noises, and he wisely backed away from the door, shuddering as he went back downstairs and into the kitchen. Yes, Gilbert probably did not want dinner, like Francis said. Just concentrate on that. Try not think or imagine what on earth
( ... )
Re: That's What You Get [3b/?]
anonymous
February 15 2010, 10:56:19 UTC
ANON!!! I'm not usually one for Russia/Prussia, but I do love Highschool AU so I decided to give this a try, and it's GREAT so far! I like that Prussia is still his egotistic self and Ivan is oddly creepy in a happy sort of way.
That's What You Get [4/?]
anonymous
February 16 2010, 07:54:07 UTC
Ivan checked the address one last time before he rang the doorbell. It was not hard to obtain Gilbert's address; apparently almost everyone in school knew he lived, it was just that no one really wanted to go there. The only people who went there willingly were his few friends, or friends of his brother Ludwig
( ... )
That's What You Get [4a/?]
anonymous
February 16 2010, 07:57:08 UTC
So far, this first date business, Gilbert decided, was not too bad after all. Francis and Antonio certainly made it seem like it was a lot more complicated; that would teach him to listen to those two idiots again. He did pretty well, he thought; Ivan seemed to be very happy with his company, and found most of his part of the conversation amusing
( ... )
That's What You Get [4b/?]
anonymous
February 16 2010, 08:02:51 UTC
"Hey, Francis! They're back!" Antonio announced.
"This early? Oh well, it is only their first date."
"Shh!"
Francis and Antonio tackled their friend as soon as he stepped inside. "Well? How was it?"Antonio asked, grinning.
"It was okay, now just get off me!"
"You were pathetic, I bet," Francis teased.
"Hell no, I was awesome!"
"Wait, just who is this Ivan person anyway? And Gilbert, why did you agree to go out with him if you knew nothing about him in the first place?" Ludwig objected. Francis and Antonio had briefly explained to him the circumstances of the date during Gilbert's absence.
Francis sighed. "Ludwig, just because you've decided to guard your virtue," he complained, while Ludwig sputtered and turned a bright red, "it doesn't mean you ought to guard your brother's."
"Yeah, just because you've got a stick up your ass, doesn't mean you shouldn't let Gilbert get a different kind of stick up his!"The other three young men stared at Antonio in a mixture of surprise and horror, plus a touch of amusement on the part of
( ... )
He needed to find one immediately. And not just any person he could grab off the street; he had a certain set of requirements to fulfill. Hair colour had to be just so. Height too, was a factor. And then of course, he must not forget, overall complexion was important too. Attitude - must not forget attitude. Willingness did not matter much, but would be a plus. Actually, the hell with it, he would make his poor victim - no, candidate, yes, that was the word, go through with his plans, any protests or objections be damned.
Because he was Ivan Braginski, damn it. And if Ivan really wanted something, forget that moving mountains bullshit, he could make the Greater Caucasus Range get up and do the Barynya if he thought it would be fun ( ... )
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(Great story author-non! Can't wait to see where this is going...)
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(But Ivan probably thinks the kink meme is so much fun....)
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To say that his friend was dumbstruck was an understatement, Antonio observed in a rare moment of astuteness. Gilbert's brain was probably screaming something along the lines of 'Befehl oder Dateiname nicht gefunden' on loop, which would explain why he was just standing there doing absolutely nothing except for staring at Ivan and doing a very good impression of a hyperactive goldfish.
Then again, Antonio was absolutely certain that this was the first time anyone asked Gilbert out. It had always been the other way around, and the answer was always in the negative. He could not really blame his friend for not knowing how to react. After all, as far as Antonio knew, Gilbert's actual dating experience was nil and what little he knew about the whole thing he had learnt from Francis ( ... )
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Lovino shrugged. "That's a choice I can agree with. What's stopping you?"
"I'm paying," Antonio explained.
"So punch him after you're done ( ... )
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"Hey Ludwig!" Francis greeted, while Antonio was noisily dragging a protesting Gilbert up the stairs, stopping only to give a quick wave. "How are you? Oh, don't bother making dinner for your brother, he's got a hot date tonight!"
Ludwig blinked in confusion. "Date?"
Francis checked his watch. "Oops, look at the time. We need to get him ready!" The senior rushed upstairs and into Gilbert's room.
Shaking his head, Ludwig followed after him and knocked on the door. "Gilbert?" he called out. "Are you sure you don't want any dinner-"
"Stop it or I’ll fucking knock you out!"
Ludwig froze. That was Gilbert's voice.
"Antonio, hold his arms! That's it, keep him still!"
"Hey, get off me! Francis, don't you dare touch me there - aaaaah!"
The mental klaxons in Ludwig's head made loud WHOOP WHOOP noises, and he wisely backed away from the door, shuddering as he went back downstairs and into the kitchen. Yes, Gilbert probably did not want dinner, like Francis said. Just concentrate on that. Try not think or imagine what on earth ( ... )
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I'm not usually one for Russia/Prussia, but I do love Highschool AU so I decided to give this a try, and it's GREAT so far! I like that Prussia is still his egotistic self and Ivan is oddly creepy in a happy sort of way.
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"This early? Oh well, it is only their first date."
"Shh!"
Francis and Antonio tackled their friend as soon as he stepped inside. "Well? How was it?"Antonio asked, grinning.
"It was okay, now just get off me!"
"You were pathetic, I bet," Francis teased.
"Hell no, I was awesome!"
"Wait, just who is this Ivan person anyway? And Gilbert, why did you agree to go out with him if you knew nothing about him in the first place?" Ludwig objected. Francis and Antonio had briefly explained to him the circumstances of the date during Gilbert's absence.
Francis sighed. "Ludwig, just because you've decided to guard your virtue," he complained, while Ludwig sputtered and turned a bright red, "it doesn't mean you ought to guard your brother's."
"Yeah, just because you've got a stick up your ass, doesn't mean you shouldn't let Gilbert get a different kind of stick up his!"The other three young men stared at Antonio in a mixture of surprise and horror, plus a touch of amusement on the part of ( ... )
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