England knew the end was coming. He felt it in his bones. The aches of old were fading, just like he himself was. It couldn’t be the end though! It just can’t! He had this feeling before, he’d known he was going to die but he didn’t. So maybe… maybe this time things would work like they did before. He tried to bring himself to believe it. A little nagging voice in his head chided him for the thought. You know the damage is done already and this time there is no getting out of it. He always gets what he wants.England sighed and looked down at the test he bought. This was so much easier than the last time, only knowing when you got fat and irritable and… England shook his head.
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I ddim ond dweud y gair "Ffarwél". [2/?]
anonymous
April 1 2010, 17:10:44 UTC
England called every last damned nation on the planet and told about what was coming. Then he threatened them with their very lives that if they told America he would haunt them as a ghost for the rest of their pitiful existence. Everyone understood and almost everyone gave their condolences. Lot of good that’d be doing him when he was going to be six feet under in about eight months
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I ddim ond dweud y gair "Ffarwél". [3/?]
anonymous
April 1 2010, 17:34:51 UTC
“Dwi'n feichiog.” Wales whispers, cradling England’s face tenderly. England looks at him in stupor. That can’t be possible. When a nation is pregnant they
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anonymous
April 1 2010, 18:18:48 UTC
O-oh... this is so sad already, I don't... poor Wales :< and poor poor England. Poor America! Poor... everyone. Holy crap. And England trying to hide it when so many other nations know what it means, America is going to find out eventually, right? *gets kleenex ready*
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anonymous
April 4 2010, 19:31:18 UTC
There's gonna be a lot more memories of Wales so keep that kleenex handy. And of course America's gonna find out. It'll be later though, when he's going to freak out wondering why England didn't tell him sooner. Have to decide who's going to do it though. Either Russia or Canada. Can't decide that yet.
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anonymous
April 4 2010, 19:33:44 UTC
America is gonna keep that up for awhile until he finally finds out. Then it's going to be sad on him.
Well, I'm only really going to get in-depth on Wales and England but there will be mentions of Scotland a lot, especially in the next memory flashback.
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anonymous
April 4 2010, 12:41:15 UTC
OMG...somehow in my head I saw a scene where America found out before it's too late and made a conscious decision to save England and sacrifice the baby instead...can I have that ending...pretty please? *teary eyed*
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anonymous
April 4 2010, 19:35:57 UTC
Awwww, he's going to find out before it's too late, but things are going to happen too fast then and he won't be able to fix it. He'll try to get his boss to prevent the annexation of England (which is what the new child is. Britannia Province, the American territory/state) but it won't work and so England will pass. Sorry! But he's going to get really serious once he learns England only has a short while to live.
I ddim ond dweud y gair "Ffarwél". [4/?]
anonymous
April 6 2010, 14:26:48 UTC
England glared at the plate of food set out for him. America had organized the eggs and bacon (today was the first time he could stomach the smell without running out of the kitchen to vomit) into an absolutely ridiculous smiling face. Typical of him. He’d been fawning over him since day one and hadn’t stopped for the last two months. He’d already cleared out one of England’s extra rooms to help set up for a nursery and had been watching England so intently that even a small sneeze sent him into a frenzy
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I ddim ond dweud y gair "Ffarwél". [5/?]
anonymous
April 6 2010, 14:55:35 UTC
Wales is watching England like a hawk as he gets larger. His brother is about five months gone now. England can’t help but feel terrible as Wales worries over him. He wonders why his brother isn’t caring more about himself in his condition. England recently came to the conclusion that yes, he was pregnant as well. Damn Scotland. Wales swore under his breath when they found out, holding his brother close and softly stroking his hair, speaking words of assurance.
“So we’re both going to die now.” England is clutching Wales’ shirt for dear life. He doesn’t want to think about this. First his brother will die and then he himself? This isn’t fair at all! Why did Scotland get to be the lucky one?!
“Shhh, brawd. It’s alright. We’ll be with mam again at least.”
“You mean you’ll be with mother. I don’t remember her. After all, I’m the one who killed her. And this,” England pokes his stomach gently, eyes filled with a hate he never even felt in war. “This child is going to do the same to me
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I am so glad I checked back on this! I'm liking England's new resolve! Although his whole flashback with Wales is wonderful and I love all the conflicting feelings that go through him!
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anonymous
April 12 2010, 21:08:43 UTC
Outstanding work Anon. Simply brilliant. I'm stalking this with a burning passion! Sometimes, after 5 days straight of crack and PWP, a good dramatic and sad fic like this is all you need. And a cup of tea. So:
F5!
reCAPTCHA: not favorable yes CAPTCHA, things don't look good for England.
Pairings here are USxUK and UKxWales. (Which is why the title is a Welsh song lyric. 'But one last time to say ‘farewell’)
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England knew the end was coming. He felt it in his bones. The aches of old were fading, just like he himself was. It couldn’t be the end though! It just can’t! He had this feeling before, he’d known he was going to die but he didn’t. So maybe… maybe this time things would work like they did before. He tried to bring himself to believe it. A little nagging voice in his head chided him for the thought. You know the damage is done already and this time there is no getting out of it. He always gets what he wants.England sighed and looked down at the test he bought. This was so much easier than the last time, only knowing when you got fat and irritable and… England shook his head. ( ... )
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America being so happy and asking all the interesting questions is cool to read!
Plus I want to know more about your backstory for England and his brothers.
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Well, I'm only really going to get in-depth on Wales and England but there will be mentions of Scotland a lot, especially in the next memory flashback.
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“So we’re both going to die now.” England is clutching Wales’ shirt for dear life. He doesn’t want to think about this. First his brother will die and then he himself? This isn’t fair at all! Why did Scotland get to be the lucky one?!
“Shhh, brawd. It’s alright. We’ll be with mam again at least.”
“You mean you’ll be with mother. I don’t remember her. After all, I’m the one who killed her. And this,” England pokes his stomach gently, eyes filled with a hate he never even felt in war. “This child is going to do the same to me ( ... )
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Please post more soon!
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F5!
reCAPTCHA: not favorable
yes CAPTCHA, things don't look good for England.
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