United States of Hetalia Productions
Hello, peoples. This was a request from Meagan Snow, who wanted a story similar to 'How I Got Saved'. I got this story idea from when I did Day of Silence in 2013 (only putting the year there since my heart-felt stories seem to have the habit of dragging on). Well, half of it. The other half was from my fic, 'Masked', since she said that was good material to use too. Once again, this type of story is born of stress. While these types of stories are some of my best, I would rather not write them since I need to linger on terrible things in order to write them. I don't own Hetalia.
Hello.
My name is Arthur Kirkland.
And I cannot speak.
It's not that I'm mute; I simply cannot speak to anyone anymore.
It all started back in the 6th grade and though I've moved, I still feel as though it hasn't ended.
No one bothered to ask why anymore in my hometown. That was just the way it was.
My parents don't understand why. They've tried getting me to say something many times before, but they've always used the wrong methods.
"Say something! I know you can! Stop acting like a crazy person, dammit! Arthur!"
"D-Dear, you're making a scene... Arthur, please? Say something for your mum? P-Please...? D-Did we do something wrong? J-Just tell us, Arthur!"
No one tries to help. No one acts like they care.
Once someone gets bored of me, they just leave. Once they realize that I'm not worth it, they forget about me.
Until the day that I met that insufferable brat, Alfred F. Jones.
Hi.
My name is Alfred F. Jones.
And I want to be a hero.
Not that I'm not already a hero; I just don't have anyone to save yet, y'know?
I started out saving my little brother from douchebags, but there are still so many douchebags that I need to stop.
I may be a hero, but when I'm in trouble, who saves me, huh?
Not like it really matters. Heroes are invincible, so I can handle it.
"Alfred, are you okay?"
I would laugh and say "Yeah, I'm fine!"
I don't need any help. I'm just fine. Heroes don't get all mopey.
A hero doesn't need any credit. Doesn't need any reward. Just saves people just for saving people.
Until the day I met that stuck-up jerk, Arthur Kirkland.
Annnnnd... here we go.
Some parts of it are similar to 'How I Got Saved', but there are some key differences.
Like this little reminder to the audience: Narrators can lie.
Review, please!
