^ ^ my first hetalia fic.... let's see where this goes :] Review please :3
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Prologue~
Arthur practically snapped his fountain pen in half when he heard the same voice over the phone again. For the fifth time in a row.
Straining to contain his anger, he answered nicely with the company logo. " Serving you everywhere and anywhere! Hello, this Arthur Kirkland speaking for Fix-U-Up Incorporated, how may I help you today?" On the other line, he heard giggles and squeals, the trade mark of adolescent boys still going through puberty.
And no life. Alfred put a weary hand to his forehead as a bad imitation of an indian accent sounded over the line. " Hi, this is Pizza hut!" one boy enthused, pausing to giggle and whisper to his friends. As a weary cubicle worker, Alfred hung on to the line, waiting for the company policy on customer calls to slowly tick away...
ten, nine-----
"Sir, would you like a pizza?" giggle
eight, seven....six-----
" I reccomend sausage, it's very delicious!" He ignored their high-pitched voices, concentrating on keeping his blood pressure down.
five, four-----
" I said, sir, would you like sausage with your pizza?"
three, two----
" I SAID SIR, WOULD YOU LIKE A SAUSAGE WITH YOUR PIZ-------"
one---click!
Arthur cradled his head in his hands, wishing that he would just be able to go home already. Out of the corner of his eye, he stared at the phone....and breathed a sigh of relief. So far, so good. Maybe they had their fun for the day. Using one hand to pull back his messy mop of brown hair, his emerald eyes darted around the desk looking for a certain something, where? Where? He felt bile rise up in his throat, a panic attack threatening to take over. There were almost tears in his eyes when his frantic hands found what they were searching for. The young man stroked the purple hair of his porcelain unicorn figurine. He hugged the antique model closer to him. " It's all okay, Dorothea." he cooed.
As Arthur looked Dorothea straight in her beautiful glass eyes, he felt a twinge of hope. Maybe it was uphill from now on-----
RING, RING!
He stared in disdain at the phone, an ominous feeling crawling down his burberry-clad spine. Slowly, he put Dorothea down, and reached a hand over to the phone.
RING, RING! Alfred picked up, hoping for the best, prepared for the worst. " Hello, this is Alfred Kirkland for Fix-U-Up Incorporated! How may I help you today?"
A horrible Australian accent hit his ears, making the Brit wince.
" Hello there, mate! Would you be interested in some Dominos today?"
Silence ensued as Arthur sat in silent shock.
" Hmm? What'd you say? And what about those sausages?"
Arthur slammed the phone down, a red light blinking as he violated company code number 35js8475mskfh-something.
When he saw a certain blonde haired boss heading in his direction, he groaned, slumping farther down in his seat.
Bloody uphill his ass.
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I do not mean anything to India or Australia I just used it for effect. heh. :] hope you enjoyed enough to read the first chapter coming soon~ please do review if you like it! :P
susan out.