I'd really love to see a fic where Alfred actually sings something; I mean, the US has come out with some fairly epic singers. Bonus if he's actually really good and serious when he sings; and various nations shock and/or surprise. It's not classical - but it's still really good!
Suggested Songs:
"As Time Goes By" "Holding Out for a Hero" "Anything Goes" "Ballad of the Alamo"
Holding Out For a Hero 1/3
anonymous
June 2 2009, 02:32:34 UTC
As was becoming sadly usual with Austria's infrequent balls, the final waltz had ended in mass chaos. It had opened so well, with Austria gliding across the floor with Hungary, with an ease bourn of years of practice, and France, who just naturally moved well, spinning Seychelles around, Lithuania and Poland doing a surprisingly decent job of moving in tempo, Northern Italy was dancing in orbit around the stationary Germany, and (to everyone's astonishment) Russia and Belarus dancing quite elegantly
( ... )
Holding Out For a Hero 2/3
anonymous
June 2 2009, 02:34:58 UTC
Austria blinked, but sat down at the piano, feeling that there really ought to be an ettiquette book dealing with what to do when a guests insists you start playing... hip-hop from the looks of it. Austria couldn't quite hide his shudder.
"You there, whoever the hell you are- do you play drums? Is a timpany... well, I guess it works. You have cymbals though, right? Here, if we drag them over here and you just sort of hang up the cymbal like this and- yeah, that's it. Have fun with it. and... if I plugged this cello into an electrical outlet, would it sound like a guitar?"
"No," said Austria.
"Okay, well, I'll have to borrow an axe...."
Belarus immediately offered hers and America was surprised it had a blade in lieur of a bridge and strings. "Not... quite what I was thinking. Does anyone here have an electric guitar?" Spain, as it turned out, had an acoustic guitar, which did not suit America's needs. The bass player mentioned that he had his and his amp with him (just in case Austria was feeling adventurous and had wanted to try
( ... )
Holding Out For a Hero 3/3
anonymous
June 2 2009, 02:38:30 UTC
England felt his inner punk responding to the repeated chorus. He wouldn’t, he refused…!
“Are you, like, dancing?” asked Poland. “Or like, having a seizure? ‘Cause it could totally go either way.”
“I think he’s dancing, aru,” said China, though he didn’t sound entirely sure.
“Of course I’m sodding dancing!” exclaimed England. “You dance too, Wang, I know you do!” With that, he seized China’s hands and attempted to get the other nation to rock out.
“Aiiiyaaaaah!” China screeched. “I will not dance with you, opium!”
“Opium?” asked England.
“Aru,” China corrected himself, looking slightly nervous.
America, however, seized everyone’s attention by grabbing the microphone, tilting it to the side and pointing at the crowd. “ Up where the mountains meet the heavens above--out where the lightning splits the sea-- I would swear that there's someone somewhere, watching me!” A couple of the trumpet players, squinting at the score, managed to make out their parts and started playing. America beamed at them. “Through the wind end the
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Re: Holding Out For a Hero 3/3
anonymous
June 2 2009, 05:13:32 UTC
*tosses roses at the feet of Alfred and author!anon* I read this on a whim, but I don't mind telling you that the image of Alfred up there rocking the song, rocking the stage, rocking the crowd--well, that was more than a bit of a turn on for me. ♥
This part made me laugh:
"Hm?" asked Greece, looking up from a cat he'd found wandering around Austria's house. "I was thinking of the death of Socrates. What do you want?"
"He wants you to defeat the rising odds," said Japan.
And this part made me d'aww:
“I will sing with America!” exclaimed Northern Italy, grabbing Germany. “And you too, Germany! We must hold out for a hero!”
Brava! (Also, I'm not OP or any of the claiming anons, but I'm of the opinion that one never has to apologize for a fill--especially not when it's as charming as this one!)
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anonymous
June 2 2009, 11:34:59 UTC
Why anon, I do believe I love you! This made me laugh so much as I read it!
I love the bit with Greece and Japan as well as the bit when England dragged China out to dance and ended up being called opium. Never apologise for bringing us such awesomeness!
I'd really love to see a fic where Alfred actually sings something; I mean, the US has come out with some fairly epic singers. Bonus if he's actually really good and serious when he sings; and various nations shock and/or surprise. It's not classical - but it's still really good!
Suggested Songs:
"As Time Goes By"
"Holding Out for a Hero"
"Anything Goes"
"Ballad of the Alamo"
Bonus if he's playing an instrument.
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"You there, whoever the hell you are- do you play drums? Is a timpany... well, I guess it works. You have cymbals though, right? Here, if we drag them over here and you just sort of hang up the cymbal like this and- yeah, that's it. Have fun with it. and... if I plugged this cello into an electrical outlet, would it sound like a guitar?"
"No," said Austria.
"Okay, well, I'll have to borrow an axe...."
Belarus immediately offered hers and America was surprised it had a blade in lieur of a bridge and strings. "Not... quite what I was thinking. Does anyone here have an electric guitar?" Spain, as it turned out, had an acoustic guitar, which did not suit America's needs. The bass player mentioned that he had his and his amp with him (just in case Austria was feeling adventurous and had wanted to try ( ... )
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“Are you, like, dancing?” asked Poland. “Or like, having a seizure? ‘Cause it could totally go either way.”
“I think he’s dancing, aru,” said China, though he didn’t sound entirely sure.
“Of course I’m sodding dancing!” exclaimed England. “You dance too, Wang, I know you do!” With that, he seized China’s hands and attempted to get the other nation to rock out.
“Aiiiyaaaaah!” China screeched. “I will not dance with you, opium!”
“Opium?” asked England.
“Aru,” China corrected himself, looking slightly nervous.
America, however, seized everyone’s attention by grabbing the microphone, tilting it to the side and pointing at the crowd. “ Up where the mountains meet the heavens above--out where the lightning splits the sea-- I would swear that there's someone somewhere, watching me!” A couple of the trumpet players, squinting at the score, managed to make out their parts and started playing. America beamed at them. “Through the wind end the ( ... )
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Love how you referenced Susan Boyle in there.
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This part made me laugh:
"Hm?" asked Greece, looking up from a cat he'd found wandering around Austria's house. "I was thinking of the death of Socrates. What do you want?"
"He wants you to defeat the rising odds," said Japan.
And this part made me d'aww:
“I will sing with America!” exclaimed Northern Italy, grabbing Germany. “And you too, Germany! We must hold out for a hero!”
Brava! (Also, I'm not OP or any of the claiming anons, but I'm of the opinion that one never has to apologize for a fill--especially not when it's as charming as this one!)
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I love the bit with Greece and Japan as well as the bit when England dragged China out to dance and ended up being called opium. Never apologise for bringing us such awesomeness!
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I had his goofy, happy grin plastered on my face all the time xDD
THANK YOU SO SO MUCH <3
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