Introducing…
The Passive-Aggression of Matthew Williams
In which Matthew Williams is a passive-aggressive future [ *something* ] (with a blog)
Starring…
Matthew Williams as the passive-aggressive nobody who just happens to be the blogging protagonist
Arthur Kirkland as his neglectful [ *something* ] (who also works as a college professor)
Alfred F Jones as the self-proclaimed hero (and general nuisance)
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. I just find playing around with the characters rather amusing.
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Introducing Matthew Williams
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Furious typing was heard in the middle of the night. However in truth it was not heard at all by anyone as the one typing was listening to loud music in his headphones and because anyone else who might have heard it did not over the sound of snoring coming from the neighbouring room on the opposite side of the hall.
Outside, where the full moon shone upon the suburbs, a small owl hooted softly where it sat in a nearby tree, seemingly oblivious to the fact that a hungry stray cat was eyeing it from the shadows.
The cat pounced and the until then silent night was shattered by the owl's screech as it took to the skies, barely having escaped with its life, all while the cat looked mildly disappointed before heading off to hunt elsewhere.
The one typing looked up briefly, his fingers stilling. After one look towards the slightly open window and another towards the hall outside his room, eyes - more violet than blue – turned their attention back to the laptop, reading what was on the screen. Briefly, eyebrows furrowed, but then the pointer was directed towards a small button on the screen which read "Post New Entry", pressing it.
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The Maple Blog – Introductory Post
I have always been invisible, though certainly not by choice, I can assure you of that.
Alfred, my older brother and fraternal twin (regrettably), has always overshadowed me.
This started way back, even before we both made it into this world by a Caesarean section, simply because dear old Al needed to be liberated from the womb by surgical means to avoid him getting strangled by his own umbilical cord.
Personally, even though I am by no means particularly religious or anything, I have theorized that this particular thing was God's doing and a deliberate attempt to save the world from the plague that is Alfred F Jones.
Let me just go ahead and say this: Had me and Al been identical twins then it would no doubt have been my umbilical cord strangling him… and succeeding… or my infant self deliberately strangling itself only to be spared the torment of spending nineteen years as Alfred F Jones' "baby brother".
Regardless, Al has always overshadowed me, though certainly not by talent but merely due to the following facts:
One: He is loud and wants all the attention for himself.
Two: He gets into trouble (and somehow gets me into trouble by default, because when people actually see me they mostly mistake me for Alfred and try to beat me up… which sucks big time)
Three: When it comes to reading the atmosphere, he is obviously illiterate.
Anyways, let's ignore Alfred for a while (or for a long time, because I think being ignored is the thing which he hates the most) and focus on me, as I have yet to introduce myself.
My name is Matthew Williams. I am a nineteen-year-old freshman at Hetalia International University College, and I am currently studying Literature. I know both English and French (I guess I could just throw in a lot of French-Canadian profanities for good measure just to prove that I can, but at the moment it'd seem pretty pointless), meaning that I am bilingual (unlike Al, that is unless 'Moronic' counts as a language XD).
And no, I am by no means badmouthing Al enough; in truth, he deserves so much worse, so let's view my passive-aggressive ranting about my dear brother's many shortcomings and general idiocy as a small revenge for the Hell said attention-seeking atmosphere-illiterate bastard of a hero wannabe has put me through during childhood, and now, since the Fates have oh so cruelly made sure we both got accepted into the same college, even though I had wanted to go to Canada.
That's where my father moved after he and mom got divorced and he got married to a French-speaking woman living in Quebec. Her twenty-six-year-old son FB just happens to be teaching French over here at Hetalia (for those who are not familiar with FB, I can sum him up pretty nicely for you: Being overly affectionate, especially on a purely physical level, he has a tendency to engage in borderline molestation and seems to have made it his goal to seduce and bed as many other college professors as possible, in alphabetical order. So far, he's gotten to K and has gotten stuck on our professor in English literature, AK, who by all indication would rather jump from the third floor than do anything with FB, I'm just saying).
Anyways, I am Matthew "Maple" Williams, also (un)known as Who? (Since few people have ever bothered remembering my given name and are persistent in their failures to address me with it, I have seriously considered renaming myself William Who simply to see whether or not someone can actually get my name right… okay, so not so seriously then, or seriously at all…).
I'm nineteen and I go to Hetalia International. I am invisible eighty-seven percent of the time and mistaken for my brother and punished for his "heroic"/moronic actions for the remaining thirteen.
I love Canada, hockey and maple syrup.
I have an idiotic brother with a hero complex and my neighbours are insane.
This is my story. This is my life.
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Entry posted on September 21st 2011, at 03:06 Local Time.
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