England and America from the usual Hetalia timeline are somehow dropped into the AU established by the above fics (modern times please, and yes I have the author’s permission to request this). It can be any kind of fic you like, as long as they both wind up staying in Columbia!Matthew’s house while they’re there.
Columbia/America pairing would be a major plus, and if you can keep the same bittersweet tone of the original fics, I will love you forever.
Lost Time [1a/?]
anonymous
April 11 2010, 08:30:45 UTC
So. Much. Anxiety. Shaking like Latvia a leaf by the time I finished typing this part. OTL Please be nice. This is my first fanfic EVAR, never mind it being my first fill. *fidget* And going back for the details this needed was physically painful. T^T Upon re-reading the end of part three of the original, I am thoroughly convinced that Al took the shot on purpose. Which was my first instinct the first time through, but then my brain shut down completely. Oh, and there’s a little bit of universe jumping going on here, so if someone gets really lost, drop a comment at the bottom and I’ll clarify. Also, I apologizing for failing so hard at England. Apparently, writing him is much harder than it should be. orz The United States of New Colombia hated February 16th. It didn’t matter that it was a national holiday, that February 16th marked the day he had finally won the right to be a country in his own right. It especially didn’t matter that is was as close to a concrete birthday as a Nation ever got. He hated it
( ... )
Lost Time [1b/?]
anonymous
April 11 2010, 08:32:43 UTC
Arthur Kirkland tried to be patient, he really did. But there were things in this world that one simply could not be patient with. One Francis Bonnefoy And after a particularly mortifying episode involving France, nudity and an unfortunate maid, Arthur decided he’d had more than enough. Once Francis had been removed from the house, firmly placed on a plane back to his own country and the poor maid had been returned to her home to calm down and rest, Arthur had finally gotten up the nerve to take drastic, magical measures. Arthur had buried himself in one of his more archaic tomes and had eventually, with much swearing and sneezing, unearthed a spell that would (theoretically) keep one specific Frenchman from waltzing up to and through his blasted front door without permission
( ... )
Lost Time [1c/?]
anonymous
April 11 2010, 08:35:42 UTC
Doh. Just noticed LJ is fucking up the paragraph spacing. DAMMIT. Pretend there's more space there.
Colombia was relieved. February 16th was almost over, and when the date finally rolled around to the 17th, the aching gap in him where his twin brother should have been would go back to aching only once in a while, and life could resume its usual course for another year. As he waited for the day to change, he sat on the edge of a too-large bed and watched the leaves of the trees and the grass of the lawn dance in the soft breeze and ran a hand through his bear’s fur.
There was a loud crash in the living room. Matthew stood abruptly, tumbling Kumajirou off his lap and onto the floor, and dashed down the stairs and around the corner before skidding suddenly to a halt. The United Kingdom of Great Britain was picking himself up off Colombia’s living room floor.
For a moment, his mind was blank. Then, with a feral cry -why today, of all days!- Matthew launched himself at the former empire
( ... )
Re: Lost Time - Part One Notes
anonymous
April 11 2010, 08:38:04 UTC
February 16th, 1815 was the day that America ratified the treaty ending the War of 1812, so, sticking with the original author’s ironic use of real historical dates, I used that for New Colombia’s confederation a.k.a. the anniversary of Arthur’s douche-baggery at the end of ‘Every Generation’.
I feel the need to apologize for the fail!narration at what Arthur’s spell was supposed to do. OTL And I totally hijacked the idea from the “Loop” card in Cardcaptor Sakura. XD Except it’s like... anit-loop or something. I donno, I just find the image of poor Francis being like ‘WHY CAN’T I GET TO THE DOOR!? D:’ epically funny.
I also decided to steal borrow the idea of having part of a quote for the title. XD I’m original, shut up. And browsing quotes made me cry. orz Emotional Author!Anon fails just a little. The full quote is Lost time is never found again, quoting Benjamin Franklin.
And yes, Al tuning out the flight attendant is totally me being too lazy to think of a logical reason. Massive OTL.
Re: Lost Time - Part One Notesgeministar01April 11 2010, 16:45:42 UTC
I had a stop-over in Canada last time my family went to Europe. Forget why though. (Also, given my relationship to the original prompt, I thought it might be best to de-anon myself, just this once. Hope you don't mind. :3)
Love it so far. Arthur's plot to keep Francis out is a hoot, and you totally get bonus points for actually explaining what he was trying to do with the spell and why it would mess up this way instead of just saying, "He was doing magic and poof! It messed up."
And, oh, Columbia. I just love him here, especially how England dropping into his house on that particular day just completely sets him off. It's pretty much perfect, and I can't wait to see how they're going to handle this.
*points and squeaks* You.. You.. *brainslode* Thankyou, you just made my day. And I am very, very glad the stopover thing was logical. XD I pulled that outa my butt and decided ten miutes later that it really had to be there for something at the end. I am flattered and slightly intimidated by your de-anon. Of COURSE I don't mind, it's your universe!!
I'm still trying to figure out how they get from here to where I know they are at the end. OTL Random bits here and there, but... >.<;; Would you mind terribly if I put this on fanfication.net?
*happy fangirl squeal* You're so fast! This is awsome! Though you forgot to post it in the Fill List. Don't worry, I fixed that for you. :)
Ah, I don't know where to start with why I love this. Colombia's personality, right down to his attacking England for showing up on *that day*? The nice little touches that coincide with the original story? The bits of humor? (Loved Arthur's plot to magically trick Francis, BTW, that's ingenious.) There's just so much here that's good, it's hard to believe it's your first fic!
Re: OP (here comes author!anon)
anonymous
April 11 2010, 17:40:05 UTC
The next bits probably won't be so fast. And thank you for fixing that. It was almost three up here when I posted. OTL In case you didn't notice, my brain has been thoroughly eaten by this prompt.
Everyone seems to love the whole 'anti-loop' thing. XD I still don't know where that came from. It was just THERE all of a sudden. I should ponder these things in the bathtub more often. Apparently I'm a genious in the tub. XD
Re: Lost Time - Part One Notes
anonymous
April 11 2010, 17:02:20 UTC
That is a glorious image indeed.
But dang, from Columbia's reaction, I can't help but wonder when the last time he and Arthur met face to face was. Also insanely curious as to how him and Alfred are going to react to each other.
Lost Time [2a/?]
anonymous
April 16 2010, 04:22:42 UTC
While I was reading everyone’s comments, I was suddenly struck by the irony of the fact that I started working on this fill in British Colombia. Aiya… Anyway, thank you, anons (and Original!Author-sama) for the encouraging comments. At this rate, maybe I’ll grow some self confidence. I hope no one minds the way I flip between names constantly…
So, without further ado, it’s freaking out time~ (because bottling things up leads to this kind of stuff, and I imagine he never really dealt with it. At all.) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
There was a long moment where nobody moved. Matthew stared in horror at Alfred, Alfred watched his brother with worried confusion and Arthur propped himself up on his elbows to look rabidly back and forth between the brothers, trying to figure out what the bloody hell was happening
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Lost Time [2b/?]
anonymous
April 16 2010, 04:23:50 UTC
Kumajirou led Arthur to a small room like a study at the top of the stairs. The miniature polar bear waddled to a stop in front of a small cabinet under an ancient portrait that Arthur recognized. Himself, as well as much younger version of Matthew and Alfred, from when they were both still little colonies.
Kumajirou made an impatient sound that would be threatening if he was bigger -and Arthur reminded himself that the little ball of white fuzz can be bigger if he wants to- and England came closer to peer through the glass.
Inside the glass case are some old toy soldiers, a very familiar stuffed rabbit and…
A jar containing a blue coat with holes in it that is bloodstained.
Arthur swallows hard and steps back, looking down at Kumajirou. He points a shaking finger toward the bloody blue coat. “Is that… Alfred’s…?” He asked slowly.
And suddenly it hits him why this house has felt familiar since he slammed into the living room floor. This is Virginia. This is Alfred’s house. But
( ... )
Lost Time - Part Two Notes
anonymous
April 16 2010, 04:25:12 UTC
First: An explanation of the comment about Kuma-chan getting bigger. In my head, Kumajirou is most definitely not a normal polar bear. He’s some kind of aboriginal magic thing, like a Totem or a Guide or something similar, and most of the time he stays the size of a teddy beat because that takes less energy and is less obvious and stuff. But when he (or Canada) is REALLY ROYALLY PISSED, he goes all full-blown polar bear on you and will kill you dead. Yeah. So, Arthur doesn’t wanna piss the thing off, just in case.
I have no idea why this was such a bitch to type out. It was all there in my head, but it DID NOT want to come out AT ALL. Jeez. And then it changed shape a bunch of times before settling into what we have here. I blame the fact that for the last three days, it’s SNOWED. FUCK MATT, I HATE THE WEATHER SOMETIMES. But today was warm~~Yes, I do realize that Colombia!Mattie’s little shrine thing was probably on the first floor in the original. Pretend he ended up moving it for some reason. It makes sense in my head. Something
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My continual stalking of this fill has not been in vain! (waters author!anon's self-confidence, to make it grow faster)
Another lovely chapter, well worth the wait! I always thought that Mattie's acceptance of Alfred's not-dead-ness would be the hardest thing to pull off, but you did it wonderfully! And I love, love, love how you've used Kumajiro here~! My heart broke the same moment that Arthur's did, I swear.
Bringing Francis in would be extra-awsome. As for Prussia, why not give him a "damage control" role similiar to Kuamjiro? Because of all these characters, he's the one with the weakest emotional connection to Alfred, so he'd be able to stand back and keep them all sane.
Will this world's Arthur make an appearance, too? (Loving the angst so much, I can't even tell you...)
Not familiar with modern music myself, but I YouTubed the Simple Plan song, 'cause I like them. Appropriate choice.
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England and America from the usual Hetalia timeline are somehow dropped into the AU established by the above fics (modern times please, and yes I have the author’s permission to request this). It can be any kind of fic you like, as long as they both wind up staying in Columbia!Matthew’s house while they’re there.
Columbia/America pairing would be a major plus, and if you can keep the same bittersweet tone of the original fics, I will love you forever.
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Also, I apologizing for failing so hard at England. Apparently, writing him is much harder than it should be. orz The United States of New Colombia hated February 16th. It didn’t matter that it was a national holiday, that February 16th marked the day he had finally won the right to be a country in his own right. It especially didn’t matter that is was as close to a concrete birthday as a Nation ever got. He hated it ( ... )
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Once Francis had been removed from the house, firmly placed on a plane back to his own country and the poor maid had been returned to her home to calm down and rest, Arthur had finally gotten up the nerve to take drastic, magical measures.
Arthur had buried himself in one of his more archaic tomes and had eventually, with much swearing and sneezing, unearthed a spell that would (theoretically) keep one specific Frenchman from waltzing up to and through his blasted front door without permission ( ... )
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Colombia was relieved. February 16th was almost over, and when the date finally rolled around to the 17th, the aching gap in him where his twin brother should have been would go back to aching only once in a while, and life could resume its usual course for another year. As he waited for the day to change, he sat on the edge of a too-large bed and watched the leaves of the trees and the grass of the lawn dance in the soft breeze and ran a hand through his bear’s fur.
There was a loud crash in the living room. Matthew stood abruptly, tumbling Kumajirou off his lap and onto the floor, and dashed down the stairs and around the corner before skidding suddenly to a halt.
The United Kingdom of Great Britain was picking himself up off Colombia’s living room floor.
For a moment, his mind was blank. Then, with a feral cry -why today, of all days!- Matthew launched himself at the former empire ( ... )
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I feel the need to apologize for the fail!narration at what Arthur’s spell was supposed to do. OTL And I totally hijacked the idea from the “Loop” card in Cardcaptor Sakura. XD Except it’s like... anit-loop or something. I donno, I just find the image of poor Francis being like ‘WHY CAN’T I GET TO THE DOOR!? D:’ epically funny.
I also decided to steal borrow the idea of having part of a quote for the title. XD I’m original, shut up. And browsing quotes made me cry. orz Emotional Author!Anon fails just a little. The full quote is Lost time is never found again, quoting Benjamin Franklin.
And yes, Al tuning out the flight attendant is totally me being too lazy to think of a logical reason. Massive OTL.
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Love it so far. Arthur's plot to keep Francis out is a hoot, and you totally get bonus points for actually explaining what he was trying to do with the spell and why it would mess up this way instead of just saying, "He was doing magic and poof! It messed up."
And, oh, Columbia. I just love him here, especially how England dropping into his house on that particular day just completely sets him off. It's pretty much perfect, and I can't wait to see how they're going to handle this.
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I'm still trying to figure out how they get from here to where I know they are at the end. OTL Random bits here and there, but... >.<;;
Would you mind terribly if I put this on fanfication.net?
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Ah, I don't know where to start with why I love this. Colombia's personality, right down to his attacking England for showing up on *that day*? The nice little touches that coincide with the original story? The bits of humor? (Loved Arthur's plot to magically trick Francis, BTW, that's ingenious.) There's just so much here that's good, it's hard to believe it's your first fic!
Still waiting excitedly for the next part!
OP
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Everyone seems to love the whole 'anti-loop' thing. XD I still don't know where that came from. It was just THERE all of a sudden. I should ponder these things in the bathtub more often. Apparently I'm a genious in the tub. XD
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But dang, from Columbia's reaction, I can't help but wonder when the last time he and Arthur met face to face was. Also insanely curious as to how him and Alfred are going to react to each other.
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T-this anon eagerly awaits the next part. *A*
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So, without further ado, it’s freaking out time~ (because bottling things up leads to this kind of stuff, and I imagine he never really dealt with it. At all.)
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There was a long moment where nobody moved. Matthew stared in horror at Alfred, Alfred watched his brother with worried confusion and Arthur propped himself up on his elbows to look rabidly back and forth between the brothers, trying to figure out what the bloody hell was happening ( ... )
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Kumajirou made an impatient sound that would be threatening if he was bigger -and Arthur reminded himself that the little ball of white fuzz can be bigger if he wants to- and England came closer to peer through the glass.
Inside the glass case are some old toy soldiers, a very familiar stuffed rabbit and…
A jar containing a blue coat with holes in it that is bloodstained.
Arthur swallows hard and steps back, looking down at Kumajirou. He points a shaking finger toward the bloody blue coat. “Is that… Alfred’s…?” He asked slowly.
And suddenly it hits him why this house has felt familiar since he slammed into the living room floor. This is Virginia. This is Alfred’s house. But ( ... )
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I have no idea why this was such a bitch to type out. It was all there in my head, but it DID NOT want to come out AT ALL. Jeez. And then it changed shape a bunch of times before settling into what we have here. I blame the fact that for the last three days, it’s SNOWED. FUCK MATT, I HATE THE WEATHER SOMETIMES. But today was warm~~Yes, I do realize that Colombia!Mattie’s little shrine thing was probably on the first floor in the original. Pretend he ended up moving it for some reason. It makes sense in my head. Something ( ... )
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Another lovely chapter, well worth the wait! I always thought that Mattie's acceptance of Alfred's not-dead-ness would be the hardest thing to pull off, but you did it wonderfully! And I love, love, love how you've used Kumajiro here~! My heart broke the same moment that Arthur's did, I swear.
Bringing Francis in would be extra-awsome. As for Prussia, why not give him a "damage control" role similiar to Kuamjiro? Because of all these characters, he's the one with the weakest emotional connection to Alfred, so he'd be able to stand back and keep them all sane.
Will this world's Arthur make an appearance, too? (Loving the angst so much, I can't even tell you...)
Not familiar with modern music myself, but I YouTubed the Simple Plan song, 'cause I like them. Appropriate choice.
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