After World War Two (and after being pretty much shipped by good ol' Churchill) America decides it's time to let England know how he feels about him. It's a big mistake, because England turns him down. America keeps trying, England keeps refusing, but it's not because he outright doesn't like America- it's because every time America confesses it sounds like a joke, and part of England doesn't believe America because he doesn't think he's lovable. Happy ending not required, but it would be nice. <3
Bonus 1- America's innocent attempts to tell England how he feels turn into complete cracky disasters. Appearances of France trying to fix everything but just making it worse optional. Bonus 2- Not too much angst. 'Cause low self esteem is angsty enough!Anyway, please enjoy
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Alfred and Arthur meet regularly and frequently write each other letters.
Arthur, Alfred writes, don’t laugh, but I think it was destiny for me and Antonio (or is it Antonio and I? I can never remember, it’s your damn language) to fight. Whites and blacks were fighting right beside each other, supporting each other, and they were fighting something fierce. I’m so proud of all of them. And, northerners and southerners were fighting together, not against each other. I think for the first time in years they had a common goal, and it’s brought us all back together. I could cry over it, I really could. Even the scars on my wrists are starting to fade. I ain’t a poet or anything but many of the soldiers were children of the veterans, so it’s like a new beginning, isn’t it? And for you and me, too, I think (you and I?). You were the only one who was on my side during this whole thing, so thank you. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. See? I told you my people were warming up to you. They’re not that fond of Ludwig anymore
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Re: Part V/? cont.
anonymous
October 23 2011, 05:20:16 UTC
He and Ludwig are sitting cross-legged, watching a group of men kick around a football. Arthur throws up his arms and cheers, exhilarated, whenever someone does something, regardless if it’s a goal or a foul, an Englishman or a German. The game is holding Ludwig’s interest on a far more dignified (so quiet, so serious) level
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Re: Part V/? cont.
anonymous
October 23 2011, 05:22:56 UTC
“Over my dead body!” Francis snarls. “Who put you in charge, Angleterre? This is my palace, my city, my country - ”
“That can be arranged, you know.” Arthur crosses his legs, laces his fingers together. “Your dead body, I mean.”
Swift and precise, Francis comes around the table and hurls Arthur out of his chair.
Alfred comes between them, his fingers digging into Francis’ shoulders, dragging him away from Arthur. “Shit, you two,” he breathes, eyeing them both up and down. “Shit.”
According to Francis, the enormity of Ludwig’s crimes will render his reparation period only the rest of his existence; the terms the others are suggesting are not a peace so much as they are merely an armistice for twenty years. Francis is demanding of them, will not beg them, but he cannot completely hide the anxiety in his voice - on such a full sea are we now afloat, mes amis, and we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures. He pounds his fists on the table for emphasis. Angleterre and Amérique are only being so lenient to that
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Re: Part V/? cont.
anonymous
October 23 2011, 05:26:17 UTC
He stands brooding before the window of one of his secret London offices, the lamps extinguished, the heavy black curtains thrown aside. Every ghost of illumination has been exorcised; the only light in the city is the faint, pearly kiss of the moon. The longing and the want within him - he yearns for the tolling of the church bells, aches to see the slumbering Big Ben awaken. Put out the light, and then put out the light; the rest is silence. This is not his city, he laments; this is not his heart
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Re: Part V/? cont.
anonymous
October 23 2011, 05:28:18 UTC
They continue listening, and Churchill places a large, steady hand on Arthur’s head. Arthur closes his eyes and simply feels the beauty of this earnest moment
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Re: Part V/? cont.
anonymous
October 23 2011, 05:32:12 UTC
“Yeah, I know. But...you’re important to me.” Alfred rolls his eyes at Arthur’s surprised expression. “You always have been and you always will be, so just get used to it, alright?”
“No more jokes, Alfred, I’m not in the mood.”
But Alfred isn’t laughing. He stands and wraps his arms around Arthur, holds him close, and Arthur remembers: A joke is a very serious thing.“Yes, yes,” he says, patting Alfred’s arms, “very good, you’ve had your moment
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Re: Part V/? notes
anonymous
October 23 2011, 05:37:53 UTC
HOLY SHIT THIS PART WAS REALLY, REALLY LONG.
Preview for Part VI: ...pretty sure this is the chapter where the (first) love declaration is gonna show up. \(*v*)/
A huge, huge thank you again to everyone who’s read this story and stuck with it, and especially to those who have reviewed. A special thank you to the kind soul who recommended my silly little story in the USUK LJ community! And, just…everyone. You all have such nice things to say and I’m awed. Thank you again!
*And now a dramatic rendering of the Spanish-American War, April - August 1898. Spain: *treats his Cuban colonists badly* America: Hey, turd face! STOP THAT! That’s not cool, bro! YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT COLONIES. Spain: Okay, okay, geez. Calm yo tits. How about I let the Cubans have limited self-rule? America: INDEPENDENCE OR BUST, AMIGO! *throws in a dash of the Monroe Doctrine* War: *is declared* Europe: Yeahhh…we’re siding with Spain on this one. GET SOME, SPAIN. (*<*)/ Those Droll Brits: Hmm. I kinda still have a thing against Spain, but more than
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anonymous
October 23 2011, 05:39:25 UTC
*In 1917 King George V changed the name of the British royal house from Saxe-Coburg and Gotha to Windsor due to high anti-German sentiment throughout the kingdom. Most of the reigning royals in Europe at this time were all related, mostly through Queen Victoria; George V (the UK), Nicholas II (Russia) and Wilhelm II (Germany) were all first cousins. I’m pretty close to my first cousin and can’t imagine what fighting him in a war would be like. : \
*“Not peace but an armistice for twenty years” was said by WW1 Supreme Allied Commander Ferdinand Foch - the French delegation thought the Treaty of Versailles was actually too lenient toward the Germans, though the harshness of the Treaty is today considered one of the major causes of WW2. All the separate treaties deciding the fates of the individual Central Powers combined make up the Paris Peace Conference. Germany’s took the longest to hammer out. Also, the implication in the story is not only did they not do enough at the Treaty of Versailles, but also at the Munich Appeasement. (But
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anonymous
October 23 2011, 09:54:22 UTC
I was so happy to see the update of this on the fill list, you've no idea, author!anon! ^_^
This story is simply delightful to read - full of history and references to literature... I love it.
Also, this made me LOL: 'the sorrows of young Ludwig'... it's just so cracky. (To be honest I really don't like "The sorrows of young Werther", it's soooo boooring! And I don't really feel guilty about thinking that, because I heard that Goethe himself didn't like this work in his later life...^^')
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anonymous
October 23 2011, 12:03:53 UTC
Love the story, love the notes. Your characterisation is just perfect: I can´t think of anything thatmfeels wrong or out of place. Incredible story. Sorry for the short comment, writing in miý phone is hard D:
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anonymous
October 23 2011, 17:30:36 UTC
I so loved this update, so full of epic moments! Lex Lutheran is surely among my favourites XD And then the letters between America and England (sooo sweet ^^) and Churchill! I so admire the guy, I've always considered him an hero and I'm not even English. It's very good to find him so well portrayed in a fic, wish sadly, doesn't happen very often. But still, hem, poor Alfred, being whacked with his cane sounds painful. At least this is what ignited a cute moment between him and Arthur.
As many anons, I too am in love with your notes. The one about the Spanish-America war is totally made of win :D
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anonymous
October 24 2011, 02:13:49 UTC
Okay first off, the research and effort that goes into each one of these chapters just stuns me. That you manage to incorporate references seamlessly and artfully into your writing makes me absolutely incoherent. I feel like your long chapter deserves a list of my favorite moments.
Arthur sneers. “It’s because those boys out there love us. You and me - the lush limey and the sorrows of young Ludwig.” He takes another drink. “Think back and lie of England, why don’t they. Then they’ll really love me.”
I love the clever wordplay and the whole flow of the lines makes them seem almost poetic.
Yond Ludwig has a lean and hungry look, he thinks too much; such men are dangerous.
My ultimate favorite Shakespeare quote. No joke. I think I'm a little in love with you authoranon.
But Alfred isn’t laughing. He stands and wraps his arms around Arthur, holds him close, and Arthur remembers: A joke is a very serious thing.AGH this was just so sweet and painful at the same time
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Original request and previous chapters here: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/20749.html?thread=82831117#t82831117
After World War Two (and after being pretty much shipped by good ol' Churchill) America decides it's time to let England know how he feels about him. It's a big mistake, because England turns him down. America keeps trying, England keeps refusing, but it's not because he outright doesn't like America- it's because every time America confesses it sounds like a joke, and part of England doesn't believe America because he doesn't think he's lovable. Happy ending not required, but it would be nice. <3
Bonus 1- America's innocent attempts to tell England how he feels turn into complete cracky disasters. Appearances of France trying to fix everything but just making it worse optional.
Bonus 2- Not too much angst. 'Cause low self esteem is angsty enough!Anyway, please enjoy ( ... )
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Alfred and Arthur meet regularly and frequently write each other letters.
Arthur, Alfred writes, don’t laugh, but I think it was destiny for me and Antonio (or is it Antonio and I? I can never remember, it’s your damn language) to fight. Whites and blacks were fighting right beside each other, supporting each other, and they were fighting something fierce. I’m so proud of all of them. And, northerners and southerners were fighting together, not against each other. I think for the first time in years they had a common goal, and it’s brought us all back together. I could cry over it, I really could. Even the scars on my wrists are starting to fade. I ain’t a poet or anything but many of the soldiers were children of the veterans, so it’s like a new beginning, isn’t it? And for you and me, too, I think (you and I?). You were the only one who was on my side during this whole thing, so thank you. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. See? I told you my people were warming up to you. They’re not that fond of Ludwig anymore ( ... )
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“That can be arranged, you know.” Arthur crosses his legs, laces his fingers together. “Your dead body, I mean.”
Swift and precise, Francis comes around the table and hurls Arthur out of his chair.
Alfred comes between them, his fingers digging into Francis’ shoulders, dragging him away from Arthur. “Shit, you two,” he breathes, eyeing them both up and down. “Shit.”
According to Francis, the enormity of Ludwig’s crimes will render his reparation period only the rest of his existence; the terms the others are suggesting are not a peace so much as they are merely an armistice for twenty years. Francis is demanding of them, will not beg them, but he cannot completely hide the anxiety in his voice - on such a full sea are we now afloat, mes amis, and we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures. He pounds his fists on the table for emphasis. Angleterre and Amérique are only being so lenient to that ( ... )
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“No more jokes, Alfred, I’m not in the mood.”
But Alfred isn’t laughing. He stands and wraps his arms around Arthur, holds him close, and Arthur remembers: A joke is a very serious thing.“Yes, yes,” he says, patting Alfred’s arms, “very good, you’ve had your moment ( ... )
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Preview for Part VI: ...pretty sure this is the chapter where the (first) love declaration is gonna show up. \(*v*)/
A huge, huge thank you again to everyone who’s read this story and stuck with it, and especially to those who have reviewed. A special thank you to the kind soul who recommended my silly little story in the USUK LJ community! And, just…everyone. You all have such nice things to say and I’m awed. Thank you again!
*And now a dramatic rendering of the Spanish-American War, April - August 1898.
Spain: *treats his Cuban colonists badly*
America: Hey, turd face! STOP THAT! That’s not cool, bro! YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT COLONIES.
Spain: Okay, okay, geez. Calm yo tits. How about I let the Cubans have limited self-rule?
America: INDEPENDENCE OR BUST, AMIGO! *throws in a dash of the Monroe Doctrine*
War: *is declared*
Europe: Yeahhh…we’re siding with Spain on this one. GET SOME, SPAIN. (*<*)/
Those Droll Brits: Hmm. I kinda still have a thing against Spain, but more than ( ... )
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*“Not peace but an armistice for twenty years” was said by WW1 Supreme Allied Commander Ferdinand Foch - the French delegation thought the Treaty of Versailles was actually too lenient toward the Germans, though the harshness of the Treaty is today considered one of the major causes of WW2. All the separate treaties deciding the fates of the individual Central Powers combined make up the Paris Peace Conference. Germany’s took the longest to hammer out. Also, the implication in the story is not only did they not do enough at the Treaty of Versailles, but also at the Munich Appeasement. (But ( ... )
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Can I just say, that I think I'm reading the story for the plot as well as the a!notes at the end
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This story is simply delightful to read - full of history and references to literature... I love it.
Also, this made me LOL: 'the sorrows of young Ludwig'... it's just so cracky. (To be honest I really don't like "The sorrows of young Werther", it's soooo boooring! And I don't really feel guilty about thinking that, because I heard that Goethe himself didn't like this work in his later life...^^')
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As many anons, I too am in love with your notes. The one about the Spanish-America war is totally made of win :D
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Arthur sneers. “It’s because those boys out there love us. You and me - the lush limey and the sorrows of young Ludwig.” He takes another drink. “Think back and lie of England, why don’t they. Then they’ll really love me.”
I love the clever wordplay and the whole flow of the lines makes them seem almost poetic.
Yond Ludwig has a lean and hungry look, he thinks too much; such men are dangerous.
My ultimate favorite Shakespeare quote. No joke. I think I'm a little in love with you authoranon.
But Alfred isn’t laughing. He stands and wraps his arms around Arthur, holds him close, and Arthur remembers: A joke is a very serious thing.AGH this was just so sweet and painful at the same time ( ... )
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