A smile found its way onto your painted gray face. Ah, he's finally waking up. You should just let him wake up, hang out for a while, and maybe some shenanigans will ensue. Having your dad once again trying to kill you wasn't something you should go and have a panic attack about. No big deal. It happened all the gog-darn time. Besides, he'll probably ask you later why you came over so early and unannounced, and you'll just cut clean. You mentally patted yourself on the back for being so mature about this all. But there sure is a reason for that, I'll tell you much.
Hetalia yawned and stretched out his arms. The spell of sleep was still over him. He slowly sat up in bed, "Hmmm? Who...?" He asked.
"It's H0m3stuck."
"Oh! Uh. Hey Stucky. What time is it?"
"Ehhhh..." Shit! What's the time? Oh, look over there. There's a clock with one of Hetalia's characters on it. I think it's North Italy? I know who that is. Okay, whatever, just glance at it. You glance at the clock on the opposite end of the wall. It read, 7:30. Ouch, that's real early for me. Ha! For you both. You look back at Hetalia, sitting on his bed with his knees to his chest, an elbow propped against his knees with his head leaned onto his palm. Waiting in either patience or sleepiness. I think it's a little bit of both. Wow, really? :p Tsk, tsk Homestuck. Don't tsk at me. "IIt's 7:30." You answered. Your best bud replied back to you with a tried smile and a request for you to make yourself at home downstairs while he got ready. You happily obliged and made your way downstairs, entering once again into the livingblock. Hey, look at that couch over there. It looked fairly new with its smooth blue-gray fur-like cover. Stainless and soft you recall how he inquired the piece of furniture only a few weeks prior. The old one was torn up and stained from years of abuse. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't you who had pushed him to get a new couch, but more so his little brother, HetaOni. But that was a story for another day and the couch was just so comfy, and you were still kinda tried and it was right there...and, oh! You fell asleep. I guess laying down someone else's couch is 'making yourself at home'.
"Homestuck? Homestuck wake up. ...Hamsteak!"
You jotted awake when you felt someone shake your shoulder. "Huh? What?"
"Bonjour!* I got dressed and all and when I went downstairs to get you, you were already asleep. So I thought I would wake you up." Hetalia explained fairly quickly. "Nice jacket. Based off Dave's shirt, right?" He added, you nodded in response. How long had you been out? No one knows. Well, maybe Hetalia does but it didn't matter that much. ...You've been out for just about 30 minutes. Half an hour!? Yeah, shhhh. Calm down. Nothing to get your musclebeast in a warp for. "Stucky? Are you okay?" Hetalia asked, a little worried for his friend. He came to his house at an excruciatingly early time, woke him up (not that he minded...too much), and the fell asleep downstairs. What was going this time?
"Uhhhh, y3ah II'm fiin3. S0rry II just-," you sighed and ran a hand thought your hair, "trii3d. II'm just trii3d. That's all. The day's bar3ly start3d and thiings g0t kiinda w3iird, and II'm trii3d." You looked down at your lap. For some reason, you didn't want to look at your moirail at the moment. You heard a 'humph' from above and the couch sink in on your left. Hetalia had decided to sit down with you.
"Weird? Is that how your day's been going?" Again, you nodded to his question. He 'hmmph'ed again and rested his head his head on your shoulder. "Let me guess...your papa came back to 'check up on you' and something went wrong." You chuckled at this. Were you really that easy to read or did he just know you that well? You quickly concluded it was the latter though.
"My br0th3r was iinv0lv3d t00." You began, already spilling your guts in the matter of seconds. The other fandom raised an eyebrow, prompting you to continue. "Jaiilbr3ak, y0u kn0w h0w h3's usually l00kiing 0ut th3 wiind0w iin th3 m0rniing?" This time he nodded. "W3ll, II w3nt back upstaiirs t0 g3t my jack3t, but by the tiim3 II g0t d0wn, h3 wasn't th3r3 anym0r3. I l00k3d 0utsiid3 t00 s33 iif h3 was th3r3 and...-"
"Your dad?" He finished.
"Y3ah...basiically."
Right now you and your bud were chilling on the bed. Ha! No homo. Are you really going to use those words of choice? We're fandoms for Pete's sake! That's true, that true. But who is Pete? Ugh, no. Aw, fine. The both of you chitchatted among each other about utter nonsense, and things of that sort. The two of you had already talked about what had happened earlier and, seeing no reason to go back to your place, Hetalia suggested a play date. If you can call it that. A few hours passed by when you decided that you should probably call your brother Paradox space. If he really does have Jailbreak with him; everything should be fine then. Your father with probably leave in a day or so. Also, why are you worrying so much over Jailbreak? Isn't he the oldest? Yeah, but...Jailbreak is...is... I'm just worried, ok? Shut up and accept it. Alrighty then, I'll drop the subject.
Knock
Knock
Knock
Uh-oh.
Your name is still and probably will forever be the Homestuck Fandom, and there's someone knocking on the main door. Whatcha gonna do boi?
===) Ask Hetalia if he's expecting anybody.
===) Volunteer to go get the door.
*It literally means 'Good Morning' but is more commonly used as Hello. (I'm trying to use its actually definition.) By the way, if Hetalia's going to speak in other languages, they'll most likely be Indonesia or French. (Indonesia, because that's my mother's native tongue and French because that's the class I'm taking.)
Anyway, I know this is a little short, but I was writing this on my phone... Plus, midterms don't really give me a lot of time to type. Now the funny thing is, when I started writing for this chapter, this choice had more votes. But as I was writing the middle section of the ending; the other choice suddenly got a few more votes. And then I was like... "Well I already started...but the other choice has more votes now... Eh, too bad." Opps. ^^;
