Gah! I'm so sorry guys! This would have been done a lot sooner, but school is demanding my attention. And.. And.. Stuff.
I got tumblr~ o3o And I'm planning on posting like extra stuff or short little stories there. I dunno..
Oh! And it's also 2 days till my birthday (May 1st)… And all I wanna know is why can't I watch anime all day on my birthday? That's really all I want to do. I don't really care that it's my 16th birthday… It's just a number, after all. It doesn't really mean anything.
Welp, that's all I gotta say for now.
Mimi watched the timer impatiently as it counted down. 20. 19. 18. 17. 16.
"Hey, whatcha' doin'?" Alfred asked as he walked into the kitchen.
"Baking cupcakes." 12. 11. 10.
"What for?"
6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Beeeep! "Finally!" Ignoring Alfred's question, Mimi took the cupcakes out of the oven, placing them off to the side on the counter. "What was that, Al?"
"What are the cupcakes for?" He repeated.
"Oh, nothing, really. Just felt like making some, that's all." Mimi shrugged, taking out all the tools needed for frosting the cupcakes. "Where's Arthur?" Mimi asked, glancing over at Alfred.
"Uh… In there, I think." He said pointing towards the living room.
"Good. While these cupcakes are cooling you two should answer some questions. They're crowding my inbox." Heading for the living room, Mimi pulled Alfred along with here. "Arthur, dude, you ready?" She said as she walked into said room.
Arthur looked over at here a bit confused. "For what?"
"To answer questions."
"Oh." Sighing, he shrugged and said, "I suppose."
"Yay!" Flipping open her already turned on laptop, she quickly brought up here email and read one. "Kay, um, this one is from CrashTheMIGHTY."
Dear Brit and Git, I would love it very much if Arthur sang a love song to Alfred while they held hands (both hands, not just one)! And don't forget to look each other in the eyes. That makes it special. If you don't fallow through, Mimi gets to shave you both bald.
"I have to what?" Arthur exclaimed, not liking what he was hearing in the least bit.
"Sing a love song to Alfred."
"No. Absolutely not."
"Would you like to be bald?" Mimi asked, holding up an electric hair clipper that came from no where.
"No…"
"Then do it. I wont even make you do the whole song."
"Oh, come on, Arite! It's not that bad. And besides, the sooner you do it, the quicker it'll be over with." Alfred said, grinning over at Arthur.
"…Fine." Arthur growled, going over to Alfred and taking both of his hands in his own. Then taking a deep breath and locking eyes with the American, Arthur sang the first song that came to mind.
"I don't like to be alone at night. And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right. And I don't like to have the rain on my shoes. But I do love you, But I do love you~" Arthur's face was completely red as he sang.
"I don't like to see the sky painted grey. And I don't like when nothing's going my way. And I don't like to be the one with the blues. But I do love you, But I do love you~"
"I love everything about the way you're loving me. The way you lay your head upon my shoulder when you sleep. And I love to kiss you in the rain. I love everything you do, oh I doo~" Now it was Alfred's turn to go red. Hey, don't blame, how is he supposed to react? Arthur looked and sounded like he genuinely meant what he was saying, though Alfred knew better then to think that.
Arthur stopped singing, looking like he'd rather die then be standing there. Mumbling something to himself, he pulled away from Alfred. "I hope you're all happy…"
Hiding her camera, Mimi went back to her laptop and read another question. "This one is from Anuis Di Icicle."
Dude~ I want to see England drunk, damn it! Oh yeah, Alfred, you have to kiss Artie while he's drunk. Oh, by the way, I want there to be footage of it all. And finally Mimi, I want to know how fun this is to do this, I'm planning to write something like this so I want to know what it's like.
After this, Artie gets Earl Gray tea, Al gets McDonalds, and Mimi gets cupcakes. (Oh lol. x3 Didn't see that there.)
"I'll go first since this will take a short time to answer." Mimi said. "It's pretty fun, if I do say so myself." Then turning to the two blonds, she said. "Alright, Artie you can…" Before she could finish what she was saying Arthur left the room only to come back a few minutes later with two bottles of scotch, one already half empty.
"So I have to kiss him when he's drunk?" Alfred asked, looking over at Mimi.
"Yup."
"…."
"Well, I'm going to go take care of those cupcakes. Have fun!" Mimi exclaimed while running off.
"Damn." He towards Arthur, who had finished the first bottle and was now quite into the second. He watched as Arthur made quick work of the bottle in his hand. Alfred hoped that it'd take a while before the Brit would get drunk, but unfortunately for him it didn't take Arthur long to get partially drunk.
"Whacha lookin at?" Arthur asked, glaring slightly at Alfred. "Talk bout rude, gowsh. I'mma pretty sure I tought you better then that." Huffing, Arthur crossed his arms.
And with that Alfred could instantly tell that Arthur was going to go on one of his 'when you were younger and cuter' speeches. Alfred hated those speeches with a passion. He hated them because they made him jealous of his child self. That version of himself that Arthur loved unconditionally. The version of himself that he no longer was.
"You useta be so polite wen you were a kid."
"Arthur."
"And you-"
"Arthur!"
"Don't inerrupt, Al-"
Alfred closed the distance between him and Arthur, forcing the Brit to stop talking by pressing his lips against the other's. But only for a very brief amount of time. "Shut up."
Arthur just stared at Alfred. He was about to say something, but suddenly everything went dark.
Ends there cuz drugs are kicking in and I'm tired...
Bladhfoas defv, this is horrible! *Crawls into a hole*I don't even want to post this... ;A;
This is just to let you guys know that I haven't died or forgotten about you. I'm just... busy... And lazy... But school will be over here shortly (in 19 days or so). So then I can try to update more. Yay!