UK/US + France/Canada (Nation names or human names are ok~ ♥)
You know how in some fics France likes to tease UK about his feelings/relationship with America? Well, I want a fic in which they're all together in someone's house (for some reason, I can see them being the kind of dorks who keep getting together from time to time even if there's always a disaster happening - aka France and UK fighting or America making Canada feel ignored or something - because they're this little fucked up family, y'know?) and UK finds out about France's relationship with Canada (maybe he catches them on a compromising position, or hears something Francis promises Matthew?) and hell fighting ensues.
Bonus if America and Canada have a brotherly conversation of sorts while their boyfriends try to kill eachother.
Uh, long request is long ;A;. But I really want it (oh, the lulz). reCaptcha: McDonalds wife. WTF, reCaptcha? *pokes it*
The duel [3/3]
anonymous
March 16 2009, 07:46:26 UTC
“Francis!” Matthew cried, rushing over to him and dropping to his knees.
“Haha!” Arthur gloated, standing over him. “I won! I told you that no frog-eating Frenchy could best me!”
“Alright, then, come on,” Al said, pulling Arthur’s sword from his hand.
“But-but-but I won!” Arthur protested as Al dragged him away by the shoulder, leaving the other two men alone in the clearing.
“Yeah, yeah,” he smiled.
“Ow, ow, ow,” Francis protested as Matthew tied a strip of bandage he had grabbed from a small first aid case Al had brought tightly around Francis’ wounded shoulder. “That hurts.”
Matthew glared at him. “Oh, suck it up, princess,” he said shortly, although his hands did gentle as he tied the knot.
“Perhaps a kiss would help dull the pain slightly,” Francis said, giving Matthew his most wide-eyed, kicked puppy look.
“Not when I’m so mad at you,” Matthew replied, standing. “You know I abhor violence
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Re: The duel [3/3]
anonymous
March 16 2009, 08:21:17 UTC
Not OP, but this is awesome and LOEV. I love Arthur's "but I won!" reaction and there can never be enough France/Canada and you characterize them so well.
“At least I wait until they are old enough to sign their own charter,”
“You wouldn’t know romance if it came up and bit you in the Wimbledons, cochon.”
Arthur sniffed at him distainfully. "I. Have. Better. Cheese!”
oh, anon~♥. The cheese line killed me so much, and oh, Arthur! Thank you thank you so much for filling this, IT WAS PERFECT AND ALL THE GOOD STUFF EVER. I'm always eager for fics with those four.
Re: The duel [3/3]
anonymous
April 11 2009, 01:00:14 UTC
Oh, author!anon! You are so epically awesome. I love the pickle line~!Hell, I love every line! <3<3<3 You rock~!
(towards the end though, I couldn't help thinking of the opening lines in "Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend"...The French are glad toooo die for love. They delight in fighting duuels...*shot*)
You know how in some fics France likes to tease UK about his feelings/relationship with America? Well, I want a fic in which they're all together in someone's house (for some reason, I can see them being the kind of dorks who keep getting together from time to time even if there's always a disaster happening - aka France and UK fighting or America making Canada feel ignored or something - because they're this little fucked up family, y'know?) and UK finds out about France's relationship with Canada (maybe he catches them on a compromising position, or hears something Francis promises Matthew?) and hell fighting ensues.
Bonus if America and Canada have a brotherly conversation of sorts while their boyfriends try to kill eachother.
Uh, long request is long ;A;. But I really want it (oh, the lulz).
reCaptcha: McDonalds wife. WTF, reCaptcha? *pokes it*
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“Only a pantywaist or a Frenchman would not use a pistol for a duel,” Arthur said.
“And only a sissy coward would hide behind that sort of brute weaponry instead of using his true strength as a man,” Francis shot back.
“Fine! I’ll best you with anything you throw at me!” Arthur shouted, lifting his duelling sword and taking stance.
“I doubt that. En garde!” Francis cried ( ... )
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“Haha!” Arthur gloated, standing over him. “I won! I told you that no frog-eating Frenchy could best me!”
“Alright, then, come on,” Al said, pulling Arthur’s sword from his hand.
“But-but-but I won!” Arthur protested as Al dragged him away by the shoulder, leaving the other two men alone in the clearing.
“Yeah, yeah,” he smiled.
“Ow, ow, ow,” Francis protested as Matthew tied a strip of bandage he had grabbed from a small first aid case Al had brought tightly around Francis’ wounded shoulder. “That hurts.”
Matthew glared at him. “Oh, suck it up, princess,” he said shortly, although his hands did gentle as he tied the knot.
“Perhaps a kiss would help dull the pain slightly,” Francis said, giving Matthew his most wide-eyed, kicked puppy look.
“Not when I’m so mad at you,” Matthew replied, standing. “You know I abhor violence ( ... )
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Oh god, this made staying up at 4 AM worth it~!
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I LOL'd, author!anon :D Great job! I loved the entire thing! :D
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This is so awesome anon!
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I did not know that!
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Anon, this killed me. XD
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“You wouldn’t know romance if it came up and bit you in the Wimbledons, cochon.”
Arthur sniffed at him distainfully. "I. Have. Better. Cheese!”
oh, anon~♥. The cheese line killed me so much, and oh, Arthur! Thank you thank you so much for filling this, IT WAS PERFECT AND ALL THE GOOD STUFF EVER. I'm always eager for fics with those four.
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(towards the end though, I couldn't help thinking of the opening lines in "Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend"...The French are glad toooo die for love. They delight in fighting duuels...*shot*)
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