Role Reversal [1/5]
anonymous
June 21 2009, 22:42:47 UTC
Hoping the above authorAnon, whose response was much more more effective, in character, sweet and generally better, doesn't mind this.It had been so long. Far too long. No child should be neglected, abandoned to the whims of the wilderness, without a father
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Role Reversal [2/5]
anonymous
June 21 2009, 22:44:25 UTC
With that decision made and no further time wasted on thinking through his plan, Alfred staggered back through the waves and finally washed up at England's feet. The first thing he noticed was the water, tinged pink. It could have been from the setting sun, but the it had almost vanished behind the horizon. Most of the light now was from a lantern England had brought. A broken one, now that Alfred noticed it, with the glass windows smashed and the flame flickering feebly. It wasn't just the water it seemed to changing the color of, either; when the shadows danced away from the sand he could see that that, too, was red. In fact, the red patch was spreading
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Role Reversal [3/5]
anonymous
June 21 2009, 22:45:17 UTC
After some time, England stood - or, more accurately, pushed a hand into the sand and tried to heave himself upwards. He got as far as balancing on two weak knees before, trembling, they collapsed under him. He folded across the sand like a broken doll. Alfred hurried to kneel beside England's head, trying to stroke back his hair, pat his pale skin, anything and everything he had encountered as a comforting gesture, but all he got in return was a snarl
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Role Reversal [4/5]
anonymous
June 21 2009, 22:46:15 UTC
Not only was he late for a meeting he himself called, not only was he trying to interfere with foreign politics which really didn't concern him, not only was he asking someone else to clear up the mess he made - he couldn't even make a decent cup of tea
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Role Reversal [5/5]
anonymous
June 21 2009, 22:47:35 UTC
America dropped heavily into the chair Arthur had recently vacated. His head fell forwards, but not before Arthur saw the scrapes across it and took in how carefully he moved. It was as if his limbs would fall apart if he treated them too harshly. Even more shocking was that he didn't say a word, just raised quivering hands and rested his forehead on them. Arthur paused, then said
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Re: Role Reversal [5/5]
anonymous
June 21 2009, 23:32:23 UTC
Above author!anon doesn't mind and quite enjoyed reading this :) I really enjoyed that you showed two different moments with the same characters &hearts'
This was adorable, thank you so much. I loved how Arthur is still a bit of a dork in this situation.
Tea wasn't a drink, it was an art form. The Warming of the Teapot, the Pouring of the Milk, the Presentation of the Biscuits. Every step was integral to the production of a good cup of tea.
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This was adorable, thank you so much. I loved how Arthur is still a bit of a dork in this situation.
Tea wasn't a drink, it was an art form. The Warming of the Teapot, the Pouring of the Milk, the Presentation of the Biscuits. Every step was integral to the production of a good cup of tea.
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