I'm updating, oh yeah! This is yet another room descriptions chapter, but this is the last one. There are other ideas in the works as we speak! Please enjoy the chapter and leave reviews! And message COL232 also and tell her what you think! Lova ya~!
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They came upon a door with a grand looking pirate ship painted onto it, and Hotaru unlocked it with an evil little giggle glancing at Arthur. "This is your chamber, Arthur-san." Inside the furniture was mostly made of mahogany wood. A dark leather sofa sat in front a small fireplace. The shelves were loaded with popular British literature: Sherlock Holmes, the Narnia Chronicles, Pride and Prejudice, among others. A few rows down, the books stopped and DVDs took over: Doctor Who, a few pirate movies, and so forth.
On the opposite side of the room from the sofa, fireplace, and shelves was an old fashioned desk with a laptop bearing the Union Jack, plus a photo of Arthur, Matthew, Francis, and Alfred celebrating the New Year. Hotaru giggled. "If any of you were wondering how Mama got her hands on the photos of everyone, it's thanks to Kiku-kun. She wished to make everyone feel at home and welcome here and what better way than comforting memories."
She turned and opened the door to his bedroom and it revealed a large four poster bed with a gentle pale blue velvet hangings. On the bedside table rested a vase of Tudor roses, his national flower, and pined to the table was a note. On the walls were posters of famous punk bands: Sex Pistols, Pink Floyd, and others. Of course, a group shot of the Beatles grinned out at them.
Arthur pulled the note off of the table and read it with a rare smile. Looking out the window, he could see what the paper told him. A young girl was guiding two unicorns as they trotted through a field of clover just outside. The golden-furred foal watched its sliver-furred mother contently.
"I-Iggy! I can see them! They really exist?" Alfred cried in shock. After the many years of jokes about his 'imaginary friends' everyone could finally see that Arthur wasn't crazy after all.
"Pah! What did I tell all you gits?" Satisfied, Arthur strutted out of the room, eager to see the next. The rest of the nations, after rubbing their eyes in disbelief and finally accepting the fact that the unicorns were really there, followed suit.
Alfred's door, which they came to next, was detailed with a host of comic book heroes including Batman, Superman, Green Arrow, Hawk Girl, the entire Justice League, even old fashioned superheroes such as Captain America and his faithful side kick Bucky. Hotaru unlocked it and they stepped into a brightly decorated living room. A huge American flag was pinned to the wall, along with pictures of cowboys and aliens.
On one shelf proud as ever was a miniature of the Statue of Liberty. The rest of the shelves were filled with every horror movie made to date, DVDs of M*A*S*H, American Dad, Family Guy, and other popular iconic shows from Alfred's country. The furniture was sleek and modern looking, all shining steel and black metal with a leather couch and seats.
The bed chamber had a steel framed bed with a shelf of CDs for Alfred to peruse at his leisure and he could see a wonderful view that made him feel as if the Rocky Mountains where right outside his window. A small paper rested on the bedside table.
Alfred's eyes teared a little at the note, but he was still smiling. "What's wrong, Alfred?" Arthur asked with concern.
He read the note aloud, "Dear Al: I regret to inform you that your whale friend has passed on. But I have a surprise waiting for you in an area under the castle. Your whale's great grandchild somehow managed to survive alone on the earth while all the others were frozen. I got some people together to guide her into an aquarium in the palace basement. I hope that you like her as much as her great grandfather. Serenity."
There was a soft chorus of 'aww's at this. "I'll have to head down there later and visit my new buddy!"
The next door that the nations and Hotaru approached had them a bit confused at first. It was decorated with a pair of hockey sticks crossed to make an X. They couldn't think of whose room it could be until poor Matthew called out from the back of the group, "Could this be my room?"
"Oh, of course!" Hotaru said in embarrassment. "I'm so very sorry, Matthew-san." She opened the door to the sitting room. The design was simple. A coffee table with a glass top was set in between two couches. A slightly more modest entertainment center than the one in his brother's room was settled into the wall. Pictures adorned the walls of past ministers, different attractions such as Niagara Falls, and the Parliament of Cats, the building where the government and street cats mingled.
The laptop had a bottle of maple syrup dancing on the screen, and next to it was a photo of Ivan and Matthew at a hockey game, twin smirks of bedevilment on their faces. The bedroom was also a modest yet serene area. In it were pictures of the medals his home had won over the years. The double bed was made of marble so that it was just able to be seen on the fluffy white carpet. The bedspread was multiple shades of red, and in the corner of the room rested a large bed for Kumajiro.
The room they came to next had an intricate looking cherry tree in bloom with a pond beneath it, a few pale pink petals dancing across its surface gently. Hotaru opened it with a gentle smile. "Mama knows that you have your own home in Japan, Kiku-kun, but she wanted you to have an area for you to call your own here as well."
The floor inside was a pretty stained wood. There was a low table in the center with pillows around it for sitting. Adorning the walls were elegant prints of cherry trees and nighttime paintings of Japan's seaside. The laptop bore a simple looking fu dog guarding it and there were three photos next to it on the desk. One of himself and Heracles, one of himself, Feliciano, and Ludwig, and one with Yao and the other Asian nations on what looked like the Chinese New Year.
"Mama says I'm not to go into your room for some reason, so I will unlock it and wait outside." This worried the other nations as well and some decided to hang back and wait for Kiku to explore on his own.
The bedchamber held a twin bed for sleeping on and in one corner was a bed for Pochi-kun along with a crystal bowl of treats, but that wasn't what really caught Kiku's eye. Small niches had been carved into the walls, filled with fan servicing plastic anime models. Some winked, others were posed provocatively. Shelves full of anime DVDs and mangas were directly across from the bed. On the bedside table was a note next to a brand new digital camera.
"Dear Kiku," he read aloud. "I know how much you love taking pictures of...certain things. But please, try not to get too crazy with this. Or in the name of the moon, I might have to punish you! Serenity."
Kiku blushed at this and left the camera on the table. He quickly exited the room before he had a nosebleed from the overhaul of anime and manga.