Re: Dress up [2/7]
anonymous
June 6 2009, 22:24:42 UTC
Stage two of the plan (first was acquiring the appearance), was to incapacitate the real Austria. Prussia knew it would be simple, just find the poof and beat him up and toss him somewhere where he wouldn’t be found. He grinned, thinking back on just how easy it had been
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Dress up [3/7]
anonymous
June 6 2009, 22:28:46 UTC
disregard that Re: at the beginning of [2/7], I'm terribly bad at this whole thing, apparentlySo he sat on the bench and pulled up the cover from the keys. Slipping off his gloves, he blinked at the beautiful ivories. Not entirely sure what to do, he pressed a few keys curiously. The sharp note echoed down the hallway. Testing the waters further, he banged a few obnoxious sounds with both hands and let out a big laugh, eyes glinting with a childlike pleasure. He even “wrote” a song of his own, crude lyrics accompanied by timely, unpleasant bangs on the keys
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Dress up [4/7]
anonymous
June 6 2009, 22:32:22 UTC
She unwrapped her arms and pulled the not-Austria’s shoulder, bringing the man to face her. Sure enough, those red eyes looked into her green, and she could tell there was a grin tugging at that mouth. Did he really think she would be fooled? Everything here was wrong. His eyebrows were arched where Austria’s were always calm, his jaw and nose were more blunt where Austria’s was effeminately sharp… Oh for Christ’s sake, he even forgot to draw the mole near his mouth
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Dress up [5/7]
anonymous
June 6 2009, 22:39:57 UTC
“I- why do you want me to play the piano? I mean, there are much better things we could be doing with our time and all?”
“Are you feeling well, Roderich? You never insult piano-playing like that…”
Prussia was now squirming in his seat. Why are her arms on me so tightly all of a sudden?!
Maybe another instrument… was there a flute anywhere? Oh please let there be something here he could convincingly distract her with. His thoughts raced, knowing that could he not perform he’d surely be caught red-handed.
“I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM” he shouted, shooting out of her grip and down the hall.
Hungary doubled over with laughter as she heard the bathroom door slam closed.
Prussia had taken his wig off to scratch as his head, letting out a groan as he felt a bit of sweat on his brow. “What should I do, Fritz?” he asked the air in front of him. He slipped the wig back on, careful to tuck every bit of his near-white hair into it. He steeled himself up. Whatever, he wouldn’t be defeated so easily! What he wanted was right
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Dress up [6/7]
anonymous
June 6 2009, 22:47:04 UTC
Hungary couldn’t really justify that question with a response immediately. She felt almost bad for Gilbert, since it seemed like he actually had tried his best (less-than mediocre attempt though it was). A gesture of charity was in order, she figured, so she leaned up to give him an affectionate little kiss like she did when they were just teens
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Dress up [7/7]
anonymous
June 6 2009, 22:53:07 UTC
“See ya later, pansies! By the way, ‘Roddie’, I just thought I ought to letcha know that Hungary there thinks I look better in your clothes than you do!” he said with a wave as he dropped outside.
Austria just turned to Hungary with a perplexed look on his face.
“Freaking idiot…” was all she grumbled out, “I have no idea what he’s talking about.” She reassured the bespectacled man, sliding an arm around him.
Germany was massaging the back of his neck, having been used to these kind of situations for awhile now. He decided he ought to just exit as well, and started walking toward the door, glancing in the dining room to his right.
“I’ll make him pay for that rug, too…” the German grunted offhandedly as he walked out and closed the door behind him.
Austria’s frustrated shouts could be heard through the walls, and in the bushes outside, Prussia dubbed his mission a success after all.
[END]
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Sorry guys, this was my first fill ever (probably super evident in the mistakes I make and the short section lengths and stuff,
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Re: Dress up [7/7]
anonymous
June 6 2009, 23:37:47 UTC
I lol'd when Gilbert started singing. As in, laugh-out-louded. My cat looked at me as if she tought I finally lost it and I didn't mind. THIS SONG IS GLORIOUS. It was hilarious, anon; Prussia being crazy (and how! He made me giggle all the time, since the first paragraph till the very end), Germany being desentisized to stupidity, and Hungary having fun at Gilbert's expense... I loved it! :D
Re: Dress up [7/7]
anonymous
June 7 2009, 04:39:07 UTC
Oh god. THE PIANO. My family has a piano like Austria's, and I remember my sisters and I making up songs while playing the piano BADLY (though none of them were as crude as Prussia's XD). Hungary totally being onto him made it even better. This is freaking FANTASTIC.
Request was for Prussia dressing up as Austria to get Hungary's attention.
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“Are you feeling well, Roderich? You never insult piano-playing like that…”
Prussia was now squirming in his seat. Why are her arms on me so tightly all of a sudden?!
Maybe another instrument… was there a flute anywhere? Oh please let there be something here he could convincingly distract her with. His thoughts raced, knowing that could he not perform he’d surely be caught red-handed.
“I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM” he shouted, shooting out of her grip and down the hall.
Hungary doubled over with laughter as she heard the bathroom door slam closed.
Prussia had taken his wig off to scratch as his head, letting out a groan as he felt a bit of sweat on his brow. “What should I do, Fritz?” he asked the air in front of him. He slipped the wig back on, careful to tuck every bit of his near-white hair into it. He steeled himself up. Whatever, he wouldn’t be defeated so easily! What he wanted was right ( ... )
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Austria just turned to Hungary with a perplexed look on his face.
“Freaking idiot…” was all she grumbled out, “I have no idea what he’s talking about.” She reassured the bespectacled man, sliding an arm around him.
Germany was massaging the back of his neck, having been used to these kind of situations for awhile now. He decided he ought to just exit as well, and started walking toward the door, glancing in the dining room to his right.
“I’ll make him pay for that rug, too…” the German grunted offhandedly as he walked out and closed the door behind him.
Austria’s frustrated shouts could be heard through the walls, and in the bushes outside, Prussia dubbed his mission a success after all.
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It was hilarious, anon; Prussia being crazy (and how! He made me giggle all the time, since the first paragraph till the very end), Germany being desentisized to stupidity, and Hungary having fun at Gilbert's expense... I loved it! :D
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FOREVER LOVING IT.
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Great job anon!
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