What Happens in Vegas 1a/?
anonymous
June 5 2010, 18:03:56 UTC
Poland balances his pencil in between his upper lip and his nose.
"Oh my god, Liet, this is like, so boring." The pencil falls and Poland puts his cheek down on the table and pouts up at Lithuania.
"Please, Poland." Lithuania sighs and signs his name for the 42nd time on a documentation paper. "This is serious business. If I don't get this done then Mr. Russia will be angry at me and the last time he was angry at me, I wasn't allowed to see you for weeks, remember? So you tried to sneak into the house, but you only ended up-"
"LIET! LIKE, LIET! WE SHOULD GO TO VEGAS!" And suddenly Lithuania has a brochure in his face.
"Are you even listening to me?" He pries it off and sighs again, moving the Las Vegas travel brochure to the side.
"Totally. Like, I totally ruined my favourite leather pants when I was like, scaling that wall." He grabs the brochure again and buries his head in it, chattering, "But this looks like so much fun! There's like, slot machines, and blackjack dealers, and really really like, gorgeous looking showgirls
( ... )
What Happens in Vegas 1b/?
anonymous
June 5 2010, 18:05:41 UTC
When Lithuania blushes, his cheeks always turn a charming sort of pink, Poland muses, eyes glinting in the light.
"So? Like, what do you think?" Poland props his chin on his hands and gives Lithuania his best puppy-dog eyes.
"No." Lithuania says quickly and curtly, trying to avoid eye contact. He had a lot of work to do, and there just was not enough time to go hurrying off to accompany one of Poland's silly ideas. It would only hurt him, he knew, because he was sure that Poland just did not like him in that way.
Poland pouts. And it is a splendid pout that seems to be bitchy, sad, childish and annoyed at the same time. "Fine," he huffs, "We'll like, just go to Vegas then."
"We are not going to Vegas!" Lithuania says, as he forcefully slams his pen down on the paper to sign his name.
"But it'll be like, soooooo much fun!" Poland grins. "Ask me how fun it'll be!"
Lithuania lets out the longest sigh Poland has ever heard before giving in. "...How much fun?"
"LIKE, SO MUCH FUN!" Poland shouts before whooping out of his chair,
( ... )
What Happens in Vegas 1c/?
anonymous
June 5 2010, 18:07:23 UTC
"So." Russia smiles down at Lithuania, his eternal slave for life. "How is Liet doing?"
"Fine." Lithuania tries to smile, but he manages to choke up a weak sounding laugh. Poland hasn't called him in three days. If that isn't worrying, then he doesn't know what is. Was he still mad about that Vegas thing?
"Hm." And he tries to look sincere and caring, but it only comes off as the usual cold, sadistic creep that terrifies little children. "Liet gives this to Poland, from Russia with love, da?"
Lithuania blinks as a mug is shoved in his hands, and he briefly stares at the caption Moscow is my capital ♥ before calling out, "Wait! Mr. Russia!"
"Da?"
"What is this for?" Lithuania holds up the incriminating mug.
Russia smiles. "It is Poland's birthday in a week, is it not?"
Oh. Oh.
same anon as from above, hoping that this isn't too much fail XD
Re: What Happens in Vegas 1c/?
anonymous
June 5 2010, 22:02:00 UTC
Awww no, not fail! Adorable! I love Liet, and Poland is a little creeper (which makes me happy) One quick note - do you think you can post all your updates in one place? It is easier for those reading it if they are replies off the main request or something similar. Please and thank you!
Anon doesn't care who actually pops the question, just make it really cute and fluffy, writer!anons! Even smut's okay, so long as it's still cute!
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"Oh my god, Liet, this is like, so boring." The pencil falls and Poland puts his cheek down on the table and pouts up at Lithuania.
"Please, Poland." Lithuania sighs and signs his name for the 42nd time on a documentation paper. "This is serious business. If I don't get this done then Mr. Russia will be angry at me and the last time he was angry at me, I wasn't allowed to see you for weeks, remember? So you tried to sneak into the house, but you only ended up-"
"LIET! LIKE, LIET! WE SHOULD GO TO VEGAS!" And suddenly Lithuania has a brochure in his face.
"Are you even listening to me?" He pries it off and sighs again, moving the Las Vegas travel brochure to the side.
"Totally. Like, I totally ruined my favourite leather pants when I was like, scaling that wall." He grabs the brochure again and buries his head in it, chattering, "But this looks like so much fun! There's like, slot machines, and blackjack dealers, and really really like, gorgeous looking showgirls ( ... )
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"So? Like, what do you think?" Poland props his chin on his hands and gives Lithuania his best puppy-dog eyes.
"No." Lithuania says quickly and curtly, trying to avoid eye contact. He had a lot of work to do, and there just was not enough time to go hurrying off to accompany one of Poland's silly ideas. It would only hurt him, he knew, because he was sure that Poland just did not like him in that way.
Poland pouts. And it is a splendid pout that seems to be bitchy, sad, childish and annoyed at the same time. "Fine," he huffs, "We'll like, just go to Vegas then."
"We are not going to Vegas!" Lithuania says, as he forcefully slams his pen down on the paper to sign his name.
"But it'll be like, soooooo much fun!" Poland grins. "Ask me how fun it'll be!"
Lithuania lets out the longest sigh Poland has ever heard before giving in. "...How much fun?"
"LIKE, SO MUCH FUN!" Poland shouts before whooping out of his chair, ( ... )
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"Fine." Lithuania tries to smile, but he manages to choke up a weak sounding laugh. Poland hasn't called him in three days. If that isn't worrying, then he doesn't know what is. Was he still mad about that Vegas thing?
"Hm." And he tries to look sincere and caring, but it only comes off as the usual cold, sadistic creep that terrifies little children. "Liet gives this to Poland, from Russia with love, da?"
Lithuania blinks as a mug is shoved in his hands, and he briefly stares at the caption Moscow is my capital ♥ before calling out, "Wait! Mr. Russia!"
"Da?"
"What is this for?" Lithuania holds up the incriminating mug.
Russia smiles. "It is Poland's birthday in a week, is it not?"
Oh. Oh.
same anon as from above, hoping that this isn't too much fail XD
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And, gawd, Liet . . . how could do something like that? *shakes head*
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