Cows just taste like that in my country, I swear!
anonymous
July 13 2009, 03:14:25 UTC
Anon has this disturbing idea for a while now.
During lunch break at the UN, Alfred (Eating a Cheeseburger duh!) leaves his food unfinished to go to the bathroom (Any other emergency will do fine, car on fire, bomb detonation etc.).
Arthur, having forgotten his lunch (cooking mishap duh!) reluctantly sneaks a bite from Alfred's burger to keep from collapsing of starvation...and discovers something shocking!
America...was eating a Veggie Burger. It's discovered that since the 90's, Alfred had become a closet vegetarian! (Despite a majority of his country being big on meat eating, and Alfred himself strutting around all macho!)
Since this is Kink meme, this fic must end with Alfred 'sampling the meaty goodness' of another teasing nation. (Can be USxUK or USx??? whoever you want to see Alfred sucking off! YAY!!)
Carnal Pleasures [1/?]
anonymous
July 15 2009, 06:44:37 UTC
When England hears his traitorous stomach give another audible growl, he briefly wonders how much longer he could take this sort of torment. Late to rise (he blames the hotel staff entirely for forgetting about his wake up call) and therefore nearly late to the World Summit, he had been forced to drop any thoughts of catching a quick bite to eat for breakfast. Which would have been perfectly okay, if not for the fact that he had nothing to eat for lunch (he would never stay at that bloody hotel again; somehow, the microwave had managed to completely ruin a perfectly good, homemade meal).
Now, after suffering through several hours of America ranting about this, that and his next foolish idea to solve world hunger (of all things) on an empty stomach, England is subjugated to sitting in a room full of people eating. The combined aromas of countless different cultural dishes, while normally enough to make him vaguely nauseous, suddenly seem like the most incredible scent on the planet. Foods he had been quite keen to turn up his nose at
( ... )
Re: Carnal Pleasures [2/?]
anonymous
July 15 2009, 06:50:52 UTC
Clearing his throat, England glances around at the congregation of nations. Not a single one seems to be looking in his direction...and he doubts America would miss one bite. Besides, he’s already eaten an alarming amount of different junk foods during the first half of the meeting anyway, so it’s not as if he’ll collapse from hunger. Not like England, who feels nearly sick from the groaning and roiling of his empty stomach, who cannot sit for more than thirty seconds without being assaulted by another stab of pain in his gut, whose fingers must surely be shaking from a combination of the fatigue of no glucose and a fitful night of sleeping in that god-awful hotel.
Cautiously, England takes up the burger. It’s still warm, and to his surprise, despite being left on the table unattended, the bun isn’t soggy with grease. He takes another cursory glance around the room, finding everyone focused on either their own meals or engaged in idle conversation with their neighbors. A dollop of ketchup drips onto the napkin as he brings it to his
( ... )
During lunch break at the UN, Alfred (Eating a Cheeseburger duh!) leaves his food unfinished to go to the bathroom (Any other emergency will do fine, car on fire, bomb detonation etc.).
Arthur, having forgotten his lunch (cooking mishap duh!) reluctantly sneaks a bite from Alfred's burger to keep from collapsing of starvation...and discovers something shocking!
America...was eating a Veggie Burger. It's discovered that since the 90's, Alfred had become a closet vegetarian! (Despite a majority of his country being big on meat eating, and Alfred himself strutting around all macho!)
Since this is Kink meme, this fic must end with Alfred 'sampling the meaty goodness' of another teasing nation. (Can be USxUK or USx??? whoever you want to see Alfred sucking off! YAY!!)
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When England hears his traitorous stomach give another audible growl, he briefly wonders how much longer he could take this sort of torment. Late to rise (he blames the hotel staff entirely for forgetting about his wake up call) and therefore nearly late to the World Summit, he had been forced to drop any thoughts of catching a quick bite to eat for breakfast. Which would have been perfectly okay, if not for the fact that he had nothing to eat for lunch (he would never stay at that bloody hotel again; somehow, the microwave had managed to completely ruin a perfectly good, homemade meal).
Now, after suffering through several hours of America ranting about this, that and his next foolish idea to solve world hunger (of all things) on an empty stomach, England is subjugated to sitting in a room full of people eating. The combined aromas of countless different cultural dishes, while normally enough to make him vaguely nauseous, suddenly seem like the most incredible scent on the planet. Foods he had been quite keen to turn up his nose at ( ... )
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Clearing his throat, England glances around at the congregation of nations. Not a single one seems to be looking in his direction...and he doubts America would miss one bite. Besides, he’s already eaten an alarming amount of different junk foods during the first half of the meeting anyway, so it’s not as if he’ll collapse from hunger. Not like England, who feels nearly sick from the groaning and roiling of his empty stomach, who cannot sit for more than thirty seconds without being assaulted by another stab of pain in his gut, whose fingers must surely be shaking from a combination of the fatigue of no glucose and a fitful night of sleeping in that god-awful hotel.
Cautiously, England takes up the burger. It’s still warm, and to his surprise, despite being left on the table unattended, the bun isn’t soggy with grease. He takes another cursory glance around the room, finding everyone focused on either their own meals or engaged in idle conversation with their neighbors. A dollop of ketchup drips onto the napkin as he brings it to his ( ... )
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OP just got back from the Harry Potter movie and it's super late.
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