Hey English fandom dummies, here comes the Awesome and Fabulous myself~! This is my first (very short) one-shot in English so be nice with me pleaaaase-! I'm French guys, you know that I'm dumb and perverted =W=
So I just wanted to write something on this joke that I found hilarious in Romeo and Juliet Act One scene One using my OCs Oxford and Cambridge (plus a random London that does not even have a proper name) in a Renaissance AU.
Hope you will like it~
Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine. The joke is from Shakespeare.
Two old friends were sitting on the pavement, drinking rhum, watching pedestrians walking quickly through the city. The alcohol running down their throat gently warmed their body up in the cold November evening.
Admiring the stars brightness in the coal-like sky, the British capital allegory lighted up a cigar and took a long puff, wondering.
"You know Owen, I am in love."
His friend looked at him with a grin.
"I know."
The Londoner blowed the acrid smoke out of his mouth, staring into space. A few minute past before he continued:
"What should I do?" asked the lover smoothly. "She's my dearest maid."
A large smile appeared on Oxford's freckle-full face, his eyes sparkled in the dark.
"Well sir, there is nothing easier than seducing a woman!"
London glanced at him, questioning the young blondie. Oxford's grin suddenly grew larger and he jumped on the road with agility.
"Oh sir! You are an old friend of mine, and I know that you are standing for my sister. Please, my friend, stop blushing like a virgin and be a man, take that one sword to cut her head off!"
Owen illustrated his words, waving his own weapon energetically in the air, combating an invisible enemy.
"C-cut her head off..?"
"Aye aye sir! Roughly but not violently please, show her all your braviour and talent as a musketeer and with a sharp move-! Cut off the head of your maid, and take the maiddenhead away!"
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