Past-Part Fills Part 7
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Past-Part Fills Part Seven
Fills from past parts can go here!
Fills from the current part (part 22) MUST go in that part's post until it is full.
Link to the original request (and if an ongoing fill, any previous chapters/sections).
Don't forget to link your new fill at the fill ( Read more... )
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“Damn it Prussia! He always cheats…” the words disappeared in a mutter as America settled back on the couch, Tony scooting over to give him more room. At least the Xbox controller didn’t connect with the TV screen like it did the last time the wily Prussian cheated (it had scared America’s pet cat, Britannia, senseless. America had spent the next seven hours trying to coax the Scottish Fold out from underneath the couch ( ... )
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“Uh-huh…okay, see you then!” America said cheerfully, and then murmured a fond good-bye in some language that Tony didn’t quite recognize before hanging up.
Call over; Tony prepared to begin the game again.
“Hang on Tony,” America said before putting the headset back on. “Hey Prussia, Denmark? Can I call a rain check on this match, I’ve got a visitor coming tomorrow and need to clean up…yeah, yeah Prussia, relax. Call of Duty: Modern Warfare is coming in the mail, I ( ... )
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“Hey Tony, you want some eggs too?” America said, suddenly reclaiming Tony’s attention. Even through the gas mask goggles, Tony could see the blue eyes silently pleading with him to get along with England for a couple of days. “Please?” America added in a quieter tone as England pulled out two plates from the cupboard above the sink.
This is it. My last meal.There was a reason that Tony had successfully dodged eating England’s food for this long. His last breakfast on Earth had to have been cooked by the limey didn’t it ( ... )
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“I swear that your boss’s son doesn’t like me,” England said, his light scowl threatening to morph into a smile. “But I do know how much you like your fireworks. What time shall we leave this evening?”
“Seven. Tony loves the kids, which actually is unusual for him,” America said, glancing at Tony, who shrugged. It was the most physical response he could give at the moment.
Brrrring! Brrrring! Unaware that his best friend was in pain and missing the subtle hints of the brewing war, America jumped up and said, “I’ll be back. Tony, don’t forget to take your dishes to the kitchen!” Then he darted off to save the phone, which for some odd reason was buried beneath the couch cushions in the living room ( ... )
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And no, Arthur doesn't know the full extent of what he's dealing with yet ;)
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Okay, enough chitchat from me, just wanted to mention that while no one is hurt, there are mentions of a house fire . Not sure if that's a trigger, but thought I would mention it anyway.
Okay, back to story.
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England relaxed on the couch in a surprisingly clean living room as he read his book. America said he’d wanted to finish some paperwork before the fireworks that night, and who was England to discourage America from doing any serious work?
Britannia, America’s Scottish Fold, was purring contentedly on England’s lap as he absently stroked the animal. Personally, England was still mystified at how America was able to maintain a harmonious household with a cat, a nation, and an alien from outer space under the same roof. He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised; America would never have turned away a friend in need (even if said friend wasn’t even from Earth ), and America always had had a way with animals, even when he was a little colony ( ... )
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It was locked.
What???
England tried the doorknob again, but once again found it to be locked. “America!” he shouted again, but bit back a sigh of frustration when he realized that the study was probably too far from the kitchen for it to make much of a difference.
Sighing, and mentally reminding himself to pay America for the damage he was about to incur, England took a few steps back before charging at the study door.
Which was somehow already open by the time England reached it.
Crash!It took England a few seconds to process what had happened, and then remembered that the house was on fire as the alarms pierced through the fog that was in England’s brain. Then he remembered that America was in the kitchen, possibly unconscious or even dead (as temporary as death was for them, it was still disorienting to wake up back in the heart of the capital city, and England still had a heart attack whenever he found America dead, always worried that America’s number was up ( ... )
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