✪ A M E R I C A ✪ (Alfred F. Jones) ✪ (
starspangledhero) wrote2010-08-21 12:39 am
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[video] in which America will prove that he's right and YOU ARE WRONG
[ Something is amiss in Hetalialand. If you thought Italy!Japan was odd, you're in for something else tonight. Instead of America's usual bomber jacket/hippie clothes/nudity, he's actually cleaned himself up. The horrendous bowl cut is slicked back to be less... awful, he's clean-shaven, and he's managed to patch together a semi-respectable navy blue suit. (Kinda like the icon but way more dusty/moth-eaten/DAMN IT DISCEDO RUINS EVERYTHING AND HE'S TRYING.) Also, red bow tie. Of course. There is nothing to be done about the cowlick. Oh, and the bandages are gone yay! All that's left is a bruise around his left eye.
America had currently set the communicator aside to finish fixing his hair in the mirror. Even his apartment is cleaned up what the hell have you done to him, Japan. ]
Japan's love life aside, there's still a lot of other work to be done to Discedo. Things to be mended, repaired, restored, removed, explored. And I hope you know all know that I fully intend to do all that. As much as is possible for a world power, anyway, though I have to say that's a lot to look forward to!
[ He finishes combing his hair and, to the side of the screen, effortless hoists a washing machine onto his shoulder and moves it off-screen. Walking back over: ]
Doctor Whoever You Are, whenever you're free, I'd very much appreciate any help with this. I can move them all to the basement no problem, but I'm afraid I'm a bit lost when it comes to piping and repairs. Still, I'll do all I can!
In the mean time... I've decided to take everyone's advice and give myself a night off. I've already worked myself to death once; it wouldn't do anyone a favor to repeat that. Not when there's so much left to do!
Anyone is welcome to join me for a drink, or just to hang out-- er, socialize. Whatever. Point is, company's welcome. Otherwise I guess I'll... go fight my way through the library and hope they have one of my writers. Or something sci-fi!
[ America grins, winks at the camera, and bows slightly before moving to shut it off. Blame Japan. BLAME THE COMMUNISTS TOO IF YOU'D LIKE. ]
America had currently set the communicator aside to finish fixing his hair in the mirror. Even his apartment is cleaned up what the hell have you done to him, Japan. ]
Japan's love life aside, there's still a lot of other work to be done to Discedo. Things to be mended, repaired, restored, removed, explored. And I hope you know all know that I fully intend to do all that. As much as is possible for a world power, anyway, though I have to say that's a lot to look forward to!
[ He finishes combing his hair and, to the side of the screen, effortless hoists a washing machine onto his shoulder and moves it off-screen. Walking back over: ]
Doctor Whoever You Are, whenever you're free, I'd very much appreciate any help with this. I can move them all to the basement no problem, but I'm afraid I'm a bit lost when it comes to piping and repairs. Still, I'll do all I can!
In the mean time... I've decided to take everyone's advice and give myself a night off. I've already worked myself to death once; it wouldn't do anyone a favor to repeat that. Not when there's so much left to do!
Anyone is welcome to join me for a drink, or just to hang out-- er, socialize. Whatever. Point is, company's welcome. Otherwise I guess I'll... go fight my way through the library and hope they have one of my writers. Or something sci-fi!
[ America grins, winks at the camera, and bows slightly before moving to shut it off. Blame Japan. BLAME THE COMMUNISTS TOO IF YOU'D LIKE. ]
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[ awkward, lame finish. ]
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[ SUCH A STIFF CONVERSATION ]
Oh, and never ever reuse boiled water. It loses oxidation, and you'll be stuck with a nasty pot of tea that even a bum would turn down.
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Right. Best to uh, use that for. Watering house plants or something.
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[ AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT ]
What are you playing at, Alfred?
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Nothing.
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[ ... ] You're not hiding a bastard, are you?
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No, England, the only kid I've got is Namine. You've met her. And even though she doesn't have a mom, she's certainly not a bastard.
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You said rather.
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You haven't gone back in time, have you?
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The year is 1969. It's nice that you can remember that I didn't spend the entire 19th century exploring trails and gun-slinging. Or, at least, have faith that I didn't.
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[ THE FACT AMERICA ISN'T ARGUING BACK MAKES ENGLAND EVEN ANGRIER THAN IF HE DID, HILARIOUSLY ]
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[ THAT'S KINDA HOW ALL THIS GOT STARTED, ENGLAND. ]
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Stupid, idiot America!
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[ cough cough cough ]
I'm coming over for tea.
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I'll have it ready for you. No milk, but I'll do what I can!
THAT ICON
... Ceylon, part Assam.
IT'S THE BEST ICON. my new favw ;w;
*_* it is kind of hilariously frightening
[ aka I'm not even answering your tea question, so start panicking bitch ]
IT'S ADORABLE don't deny
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Oi, open your door.
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And America answers the door, just as well-to-look as before. His usual goofy grin has been suppressed to a happy grin (although it's hard for America to keep a straight face for long, AS DEMONSTRATED WITH "WHICH IS WHICH?").
STEPPING ASIDE AND HOLDING THE FUCKING DOOR FOR YOU. ]
Knocking is the usual greeting, but that's okay. Come in! I'm still making your tea, but have a seat anywhere you like.
[ The apartment may be clean, but the lice are always there. Lurking. Waiting. ]
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[ ENGLAND IS TOO WIGGED OUT TO CARE ABOUT LICE. and ehehehe huu hawwww lice. they will never get rid of them ]
I'm only here to watch the other shoe drop in person.
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GOD I'M MORE TL;DR THAN MOBY DICK. APOLOGIES.
PFT IT'S ADORABLE 1/2
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keywords. the song is now in your head.
THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE GONE.
LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST
DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE.
/guitar riff
I FORGOT WHAT THE REST OF THE SONG WENT LIKE
CASTIEL FROWNS UPON YOU
CASTIEL'S ON A BENDER.
HOW MANY LIQUOR STORES DID HE DRINK THIS TIME?
ALL OF THEM.
BUT WHERE WILL I GET MY SMIRNOFF NOW?
WALMART.
THEY DON'T SELL ALCOHOL OUTSIDE OF LIQUOR STORES IN MARYLAND