Don't touch the Ketchup, it might Explode
Part One
You were cute, but then you put leaves in my bed
Written by: Verbally Inescapable and KyoshiWarrior
Rated T for coarse language and probably sexual references France is in this okay
Disclaimer: We do not own anything but the story itself. The various characters, places, movies, books, brands, etc. belong to their respectful owners.
Enjoy ^^
Prologue - Computer mice and post-it-notes
"You stupid, inconsiderate, irresponsible, childish twit! How could you do that to me!?" Alfred F. Jones stared blankly at his fuming British roommate, Arthur Kirkland. He had been watching "The Winter Soldier" for the ump-teenth time, definitely not nearly crying at the ending, when the loud roar of annoyance came from the other end of the room.
"Do what?!" Alfred asked confused. Arthur rolled his eyes and held out a little square of a sticky note. Alfred felt a devious grin slide on his face as he burst out laughing at the familiar yellow post-it note, reading:
"Gotcha Artie! XD
-Alfred!"
"Oh, haha. Very funny Alfred." Arthur stood, arms crossed angrily, tapping a foot in irritation. He had a strong urge to strangle the younger man in front of him, but that would mean going to jail for homicide, so that idea was out. "Thanks to you I didn't have time to finish my literary analysis! What could have possibly possessed you to do such a thing!?"
"Wait wait wait!" Alfred said holding a hand out in a stop motion, winding down from his little laughing fit, before busting up again. "I… oh my God... okay, how long did it take to figure it out?" He spoke between gasps, trying to regain his breath.
It'd started as a way to get attention. Arthur had ignored the boy for almost a week, opting to work ahead of the class. (Who even does that!?) Anyways, Alfred read somewhere that after putting a sticky note over the sensor on the mouse, it wouldn't work.
"That-That doesn't matter! Just answer my question! Why the hell would you even do that?" Alfred cast his sky blue eyes on the shorter man's face. His vivid green eyes glinting dangerously, thick eyebrows furrowed in a scowl. This caused him to smile wider. It was so easy to rile the Brit up!
"Because." Alfred answered with a shrug he pulled out his phone to text Gilbert, one of his best friends, and tell him about the awesome prank.
"Because?" Arthur repeated in a challenging tone, expecting Alfred to change his answer. He raised an impressive eyebrow at his American roommate.
"Yup." Alfred responded, popping the 'p' sound at the end of the word, and not looking up from the device in his hand. "Because." Arthur felt his eye twitch in annoyance.
"Okay." Arthur answer walking out of the room briskly. If he was going to be that way, two could play that game.
So, quick confession, I like seeing things like: 'wow' 'so amazing' 'great grammar' on my work but you know what i really like?
'no' 'oh my god' 'my heart' 'no, not my babies!' 'nonono fuck you' 'I AM SLAIN' 'who gave you the right' 'don't touch me' 'but seriously fuck that'
This will be fun won't it?
So, here's Kyoshi and I's lovely, unoriginal-but-kinda-also-yeah-original-and-totally-realistic-because-I'm-serious-colleges-are-infamous-for-their-pranks fanfiction "Don't touch the Ketchup, it might Explode". This fic will span over Alfred F Jones and Arthur Kirkland's first three years at university, allowing you to witness first-hand how the two adorkable tsunderes fall for each other. With the encouragement from their new friends. I'm not sure if encouragement is the right word.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. It should update semi-regularly I really don't know, school is a pain, but we'll try our best!
(oh, and the cover? I drew it :3 it's not the best but it's the best I've got)
-Verbally Inescapable