☆ OH! CANADA ☆

Maybe Fate Doesn't Hate Me That Much (Blogger Au! Veggie Burgers)

Sat, 25 May 2013 17:38:00 -0600

(So I was minding my own business, working on writing the RVP thing, when suddenly the plot bunnies attacked! They wouldn’t let me go until I wrote some Veggie Burgers for them, and since I’m terrified of the freaky buggers, (have you ever seen a plot bunny?!), I complied. And I actually kind of liked it, so I’ve decided to send it to you! :D I’ll try and get the RVP out later today or early tomorrow though, the dorks. Enjoy your angst turned fluff!)

Alfred F. Jones knew he was not the best of brothers. He was arrogant and annoying and stepped over lines far too often, but seeing his brother all flustered and twitchy he knew he had work to do. Mattie was so innocent and unknowing, he had to make sure this guy knew his place. If he hurt him in any way he was going to break every bone in his body. Or at least his nose, like he had with that albino kid. Afterwards when he found they were just friends he felt a little bad, but he didn’t regret it. The guy needed a little pride lowering anyway. But back to the matter at hand.

He was sitting on the couch, playing video games while Matthew paced in the background when he heard a knock at the door. He paused and looked over at an excited Matthew who opened the door to reveal this big, country Canadian guy. He wore a plaid shirt and his hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, like some kind of weird hippie. “Hey chickadee.” he said, and his brother blushed. His eyes narrowed and he was just about to say some threat when Matthew rushed out with a, “Bye! I’ll be back after the game!” and closed the door behind him, the bastard. He still glared at the guy through the window, even though his back was turned and he wouldn’t see him. He tried to return his attention to the game, but he just couldn’t focus anymore. He needed to rant to someone about this, and since Kiku and him were having a fight and the rest of his ‘Allies’ were all coupled off somewhere, he only had one option. Al. “Mom!” he yelled, getting up and putting on his bomber jacket and converse. “I’m going to go hang out with my friend, I’ll call you when I’m on my way back!” And before she could get on his case about yelling in the house he left, shivering slightly as the Canadian cold hit him. He couldn’t wait until he graduated so he could move back to America, the South to be specific, and never see another flake of snow again.

As he walked along the snow covered streets of Ottawa on his way to their meetup place he recalled how they had met, on a day much like this one….

Alfred was pissed. His friends had humiliated him when he came out of the ‘closet’, started making jokes about him finally realizing it. Who were they to talk? Francis and Arthur hadn’t even stopped their hate facade until recently, and Yao and Ivan hadn’t even told people they were dating, though it was painfully obvious. “Stupid friends.” he said, kicking a rock as he walked. He didn’t even know where he was anymore, he’d run from Francis’s house as fast as he could. And he definitely wasn’t crying, ‘cause heros don’t cry. And he was the hero! …. Right? He was so caught up in his thoughts he didn’t notice the person walking in his direction until he ran into him. Quite literally. “Ow!” he said, rubbing his head from where he had hit the pavement. “Watch where you’re go-” he said, lifting his head up and his jaw going slack jawed as he saw who he was looking at. He was really hot, with red brown hair fallen over even redder eyes, almost like fresh spilled blood. He had on a similar style jacket with a black collar and a pink shirt underneath, though on him it worked. “Liking the view pork chop?” he said, his accent painfully American, not in a southern way, more like Detroit or New York. The bad side of them. “What did you call me?” he snapped, blushing slightly at the comment. He had been enjoying the view. He helped him up, well more like yanked him up, so that his face was about three inches away. “Pork. Chop.” he said slowly, and Alfred pushed him away. “Rude! I am not fat. God, you’re worse than my friends!” he said, brushing snow off of his jacket. “The friends that made you cry?” he said, his tone sounding almost… sincere. “What the hell gave ya that idea?” he said. “Gee, maybe it was the fact that you’re all alone without your little circle, just like every other time.” he said with sarcasm, and was that bitterness? “Be glad you actually have friends, man. Because no matter how much they suck, at least they’re there. See you.” he said, starting to walk away again. He stood there a moment, processing his words, before running after him. “Wait!” The man stopped and turned to look at him. “ I know we just met but…. I’ll be your friend. If you want.” The man smiled, revealing a missing tooth grin that made his heart go faster. He held out a hand and Alfred shook it. “Name’s Allan. Nice to meet you.” “Alfred. Likewise.” And so began their strange friendship.

That was three years ago, when he was a freshman and Allan a sophomore, and ever since they’d been balancing on the edge between friendship and something else. Alfred blinked as he realized he was already at their meetup place, an old abandoned subway,(or metro as they called it here) station, covered in graffiti and breaking apart at the seams. The inside was nice though, Allan had fixed it up over the years, and he spent most of his time there, skating and thinking and hanging out with him. One time he had admitted Alfred was the only one he’d shown the place, even his brother didn’t know about it, and needless to say it made him feel pretty special. He was just about to open the door when he heard Al yelling. He wondered who it could be and pressed his ear to the door, listening carefully and trying to be quiet. “You are fucking pathetic, you know that?! Stupid and selfish and emotionally stunted! No wonder everyone ignores you, you dumb. sack. of. shit.” He spat out the words with a contempt he didn’t even know Al had. Who could he possibly hate that much to say that to? Slowly he opened the door, trying to peek and see who he was yelling at, but there wasn’t anyone there. Just Al, looking at the mirror like he despised everything that was reflected in it. He wasn’t even wearing his jacket, just a white t-shirt that showed off lots of pale pink scars running up his arms. Scarily even scars. “I hate you! Why don’t you just die already?! You’ve tried so many times, but you’re too weak to even succeed at that!” he said, his voice cracking in the middle. Tears ran down his face and he gripped the edge of the table the mirror leaned on like it was all that was keeping him from collapsing. Maybe it was. “Why can’t I do anything right?” he sobbed, his head bent over and his shoulders slumped.

Alfred felt like he’d been hit in the chest with a sledgehammer, did he really think all that? How long had he been hiding this? He opened the door and slipped in, not even thinking before walking up and hugging him tightly. “Hey man, it’s not cool to think all of that. You’re not weak or pathetic or stupid, or any of that shit. And I’m here for you ok?” he said, though the words felt weird coming out of his mouth, he meant them. Al just cried into his shoulder and he tried to calm him down, rubbing his back through the thin material of his shirt. “You’re going to leave now.” he said into his shirt, causing it to come out muffled. “You’re going to leave and never come back just like everyone else. As much as I complain about my Dad he’s right about that. No one ever stays.” Alfred didn’t know he could feel worse after hearing all that self hate but this was icing on the cake. “Well I’m not everyone. I’m not going to leave ya. Got that?” he said, pulling him out and looking into those tear-filled red eyes, red like a candle right before it goes out. But he wasn’t going to let that happen. He wanted that flame to keep burning forever.

They just sat there awhile, Al using him as a sort of pillow until he fell asleep, snoring softly. He sighed but didn’t want to move in case he woke up. Plus, he had promised he wouldn’t leave. He pulled out his phone, careful to move him as little as possible, and texted his mom to say he’d be staying with a friend for the night. She replied to call him if he needed anything and he said he would. He sighed as his stomach rumbled, he was really hungry. Maybe he had something in that mini fridge of his. Carefully he detached himself from the other American, putting him down on the mattress he kept for when he stayed the night here, and went over. It was filled to the brim with beer. No food, unless you counted that nasty tofu stuff, just beer. “Damn it.” he said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking over at Al. He looked really peaceful when he slept, his usual expression replaced with more placid, more relaxed one. He reached out and messed with his hair, running his fingers through the red-brown locks and smiling. He really liked Al’s hair, something about the way it looked and felt was really unique and cool. He didn’t even notice that his breathing wasn’t quite so even, and that his eyes weren’t entirely closed. “You know, you’re really something. I mean when I first met you, the first thing I thought was damn that guy’s hot. And that hasn’t really changed….” he admitted. He knew he’d never be able to say this if he was awake, but at least he could confess to him now. “I really like being friends with you, even if we treat each other like shit half the time. But sometimes I wish…. I just wish maybe we could be more than that.” he sighed. “Whatever. Just my luck. Could charm any lady on the face of the Earth and I decided to fall for the one guy who can’t like me back. Figures. Way to go fate.”

Alfred moved his hand out of his hair and was about to give in and eat some of that tofu shit when a hand grabbed his shirt, pulling him downwards and half-crashing those lips against his own. He gasped and broke off in shock, but those few delicious seconds were perfect. He saw Al was sitting up, his usual self-satisfied smirk on his face. “How long were you awake?!” he stuttered out, still not quite in reality. “Not long, but enough to hear your confession in any case. So,” he said, framing himself over him on the mattress. “You think I’m hot huh?” He blushed and was about to say something when he once again felt those lips against his own, only this time, he didn’t move away, instead kissed him back. Al kissing him was like fire, warm and comforting, but if you stayed too long you’d get burned, or rather bit. “Ouch dude!” he said, breaking off and rubbing his sore lip. “What the hell was that for?” “You’re a bit new at this aren’t you? Don’t worry, I can teach you.” he purred, sending shivers down his spine. He was about to kiss him again when Alfred’s stomach growled loudly, ruining the mood. Alfred blushed bright red and resisted the urge to facepalm. Al just laughed and caused him to blush some more. He got off of him and stood up, offering him a hand. “Maybe we should get something to eat then pork chop. McDonald’s, my treat.” Alfred took the hand and stood up. “Is this a date man?” “If you want it to be. But don’t complain if I make sure no one looks twice at my date.” he said his tone slightly threatening as he grabbed his baseball bat, the naily one. “Works for me!” he said, grinning. And as they walked out, hands still together, two Americans in a city they didn’t fit in, Alfred figured maybe fate didn’t hate him so much.

Do you like china? Cuz I've never seen you draw him :P

Sat, 25 May 2013 14:10:59 -0600

Oh but I have before!! Maybe I drew the Asians in snsd’s mr.taxi uniforms. Just maybe hahhaha

The tumblr

Sat, 25 May 2013 14:09:59 -0600

The Tumblr.

Miss, I looked everywhere and I can't find the blogger au link

Sat, 25 May 2013 08:35:17 -0600

Oh sorry! I was confused!! Do u mean the blogger au tumblr?? Or the fics??

aaawwwwwahhhhg TYTYYYY ahhhh you big sweetie ahhh this is the...

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:56:40 -0600

aaawwwwwahhhhg TYTYYYY ahhhh you big sweetie ahhh this is the best thing to see in the morning when I’m heading out to work!!! Mwahmwah I hope u have a good day!!

Awh, so u don't have a link? uwu awh well, hope u have a nice day Miss Kiro~ I love your art style!

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:52:25 -0600

Oh!! It’s in my art tag somewhere!!!

Did someone say Matt blog for the blogger AU? Because you might want to look up that new follower of yours moosesandmaple11 and see what shows up. hint hint

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:51:54 -0600

Ohhhh?? I’m about to start work so ill check when I get home!!! Hehehe

Miss Kiro, have you drawn any UKCan? It's currently sharing the spot of my OTP with AmeCan eheh

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:24:28 -0600

Hmmmm lets seeeeeeeeee I think I drew 2 2pUKcan before. But it was a long time ago !!!

Oh, how about Turkey? Do you like him?

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:16:58 -0600

I think he’s really cool and sexy yeah hahhaa u//w//u

spacedrunk: OOOHHHH look at all these babies

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:16:15 -0600

spacedrunk:

OOOHHHH look at all these babies

spacedrunk: aw yeah, and the classics classic caname

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:15:57 -0600

spacedrunk:

aw yeah, and the classics

classic

caname

do you like sealand?

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:11:32 -0600

Yeah I like him!!! He’s a cutie!!

right, so you know how I told you I wanted to do the Blogger AU you made? I think I'm going to make a blog for Matthew and see who all bites. Maybe I might get lucky? IDK I'm going to try though! I want this AU to come true!

Sat, 25 May 2013 07:11:11 -0600

Hehehe AHHHHHH I’m sure you’ll find a Matt!!!! AAAAHHH GO FOR IT!! ITS GONNA BE SUPER CUTE AHHHHHH

xamethyst: I fell in love with this song when I saw this AMV on...

Fri, 24 May 2013 23:46:23 -0600

xamethyst:

I fell in love with this song when I saw this AMV on youtube a year ago. I didn’t know what to edit with it, so when there was a WORM mep with 2ptalia, I dove for it. What better characters to edit with than Dokitalia. I find it HILARIOUS, so I thought, “Why not?”

Links to Blogs I got the Fanart from (FOLLOW THEM!):

Kirono

Spacedrunk

Ask-2p-USA

Miss Kiro what happened to y'all's ask-1p2p-na-cest blog?

Fri, 24 May 2013 23:27:59 -0600

Shhhhh shhh they’re all too busy macking out with each other u dont wanna disturb them!!

butts-and-bros submitted: ((ahhh im sorry for taking so long to write this next part!! D: i’ve been...

Fri, 24 May 2013 23:27:17 -0600

butts-and-bros submitted:

((ahhh im sorry for taking so long to write this next part!! D: i’ve been sick for the past couple of days and havent done much but play pokemon all day ahaha also, sorry if my representation of a hockey game in insanely inaccurate… I haven’t been to one in over a year ;w;))

The weekend didn’t come fast enough in Matthew’s opinion. Not only did he absolutely love going to hockey games, but he also was anxious to see Matt again. He still couldn’t quite believe they were dating now, it felt completely foreign to the younger Canadian to have someone interested enough in him to actually want to go out with him. Normally it was rare for people to even notice him (especially when Alfred was around). It made him incredibly happy however.

The only thing Matthew wasn’t looking forward to about his and Matt’s date, was that his family would probably make a big deal about it when Matt came to pick him up. His mother would probably get all fussy and try and fix his hair and clothes even as he was walking out the door, Alfred would be shooting Matt glares and asking weird questions, and Matthew’s father would get awkward and either try to impress Matt or yell at him depending on whether or not he liked him. Matthew often wished his family wasn’t so embarrassing… even if he really did love them all in the end.

Sure enough, when Saturday finally arrived and Matt’s old beaten up pick-up pulled into the driveway Alfred perked up from the video game he was playing to look out the window and Marianne started hovering by Matthew. The bespectacled youth rolled his eyes and hopped up from the couch. “It’s not like the police are here or something” he said, sounding ever so slightly irritated. He took quick strides to the door and opened it only to see Matt standing with his fist raised as to knock on the door.

“Hey Chickadee” Matt said, a small smile quirking on his lips. Matthew flushed lightly and returned the greeting.

“Bye! I’ll be back after the game” Matthew called over his shoulder before stepping out of the house as quickly as possible in hopes of avoiding the embarrassment that his family was likely to dish out. If Matt found this strange he didn’t say anything.

The drive wasn’t very long, but Matthew still found ways of being cute. Matt wanted to kiss him on the spot when he started singing along under his breath to the chorus of a song on the radio after exclaiming that it was one of his favorites. Matt had a feeling Matthew would get embarrassed about it if he were to say anything however, so he kept quiet and just enjoyed the song.

They ended up arriving a little early and even had to wait for a few minutes after they had gotten popcorn and found their seats. However, once the game started Matt was in for quite the surprise. It didn’t take long for Matthew to almost completely change personalities. He went from being quiet and cute to loud and slightly violent as soon as the opposing team scored the first goal of the match. He understood the sudden aggression of course, but it was a bit jarring to say the least.

It wasn’t until half-time that Matthew calmed down again, and even then he still had a certain sparkle in his eyes. “It’s a pretty great game so far, eh?” he asked cheerfully, turning to look at Matt.

Matt nodded in agreement. There were a few different performances during half-time including dancers, and a fake match between the mascots. What Matthew had not been prepared for however, was the Kiss Cam. They did it every game, it really shouldn’t have been a surprise and yet it was. At first the camera landed on an elderly couple who shared a quick little peck on the lips and then a group of twenty-something-year-olds, of which one man pretended to make out with himself while the other two laughed at him. Matthew wore a smile on his face the whole time until suddenly the two people on screen looked far too familiar. Matthew’s face turned nearly as red as the foam finger on his hand when he realized that it was him and Matt on the screen. Of course this was just his luck to be forced into having his first kiss on camera.

I woke up and looked at my twitter and IM LAUGHING MY HEAD OFF...

Fri, 24 May 2013 14:22:50 -0600

I woke up and looked at my twitter and IM LAUGHING MY HEAD OFF ANNIE

xamethyst: Hey. I decided to put my hetalia videos onto Tumblr...

Fri, 24 May 2013 13:48:14 -0600

xamethyst:

Hey. I decided to put my hetalia videos onto Tumblr since the photos in the video are from Tumblr. This was a mep part for a WORM MEP.

I REALLY like the song, so I chose it to edit with. I decided 2p!US since it was an obvious choice for me. He is nothing but a trouble maker. I put 1p!US as the opposite because a lot of the photos that Kiro has made with the two characters in it is of 2p!US messing with 1p!US.

These are all the blogs I got the Fanart from (FOLLLOW THEMZZ!):

HurrHurr
BeekWhy
Kirono
AskAlfieTheHero
SpaceDrunk
Ask-2p-usa
Ask JockAlfred

MACKING FUN OF MEEESEE

Fri, 24 May 2013 02:44:39 -0600

MACKING FUN OF MEEESEE

I Have fan-art for you somewhere!

Fri, 24 May 2013 00:50:38 -0600

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

☆ OH! CANADA ☆

Maybe Fate Doesn't Hate Me That Much (Blogger Au! Veggie Burgers)

Do you like china? Cuz I've never seen you draw him :P

The tumblr

Miss, I looked everywhere and I can't find the blogger au link

aaawwwwwahhhhg TYTYYYY ahhhh you big sweetie ahhh this is the...

Awh, so u don't have a link? uwu awh well, hope u have a nice day Miss Kiro~ I love your art style!

Did someone say Matt blog for the blogger AU? Because you might want to look up that new follower of yours moosesandmaple11 and see what shows up. *hint hint*

Miss Kiro, have you drawn any UKCan? It's currently sharing the spot of my OTP with AmeCan eheh

Oh, how about Turkey? Do you like him?

spacedrunk: OOOHHHH look at all these babies

spacedrunk: aw yeah, and the classics classic caname

do you like sealand?

right, so you know how I told you I wanted to do the Blogger AU you made? I think I'm going to make a blog for Matthew and see who all bites. Maybe I might get lucky? IDK I'm going to try though! I want this AU to come true!

xamethyst: I fell in love with this song when I saw this AMV on...

Miss Kiro what happened to y'all's ask-1p2p-na-cest blog?

butts-and-bros submitted: ((ahhh im sorry for taking so long to write this next part!! D: i’ve been...

I woke up and looked at my twitter and IM LAUGHING MY HEAD OFF...

xamethyst: Hey. I decided to put my hetalia videos onto Tumblr...

MACKING FUN OF MEEESEE

I Have fan-art for you somewhere!

Did someone say Matt blog for the blogger AU? Because you might want to look up that new follower of yours moosesandmaple11 and see what shows up. hint hint