Family Ties [Part 41]
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hellzabethTitle: Family Ties
Characters (in this chapter): America, Brazil, Canada, Mexico, and two surprises (I seem to like doing this)
Rating: 15
Warnings: pleasedon'tkillmeforthisoneplease!!
Summary: Uh, I need to be banned from the kink meme or monsters like this happen? Essentially, Scotland leaves the UK, which gives Northern Ireland an excuse to up and out as well, which leaves England and Wales all alone. Oh yeah, and this somehow leads to World War Three.
The map didn't seem to have any sort of order to it. There were arrows and notes and tactics scribbled everywhere, sentences crossed out by disagreements or changes in plan due to the NWO being unpredictable bastards, giant red crosses and stars next to battle sites as well as a big black X over where Omsk used to be. India was re-coloured in a darker blue, as well as Afghanistan, as they both joined the WDF team in full.
What the hell was Russia thinking? America wondered, frowning at the desk as though he could try and force the collection of wiggly lines and coded colours to make sense. He'd just crippled him on his home territory, that much was shown by the sudden disappearance of NWO forces from American soil, but now he sent his Arab buddies to pester the second-greatest economical superpower in the world? And at the same time start menacing Germany because Poland had just been coloured in bright yellow as WDF conquered territory, as well as all the Baltic states...
It didn't make sense. But then, since when did Russia of all people make sense?
His eyes flickered over to the British isles. The WDF had pushed Scotland nearly up to the boarder again, but England and Wales... were nowhere to be found. No contact, no messages, hell there wasn't even a letter. There were garbled messages at the time before they'd vanished about Birmingham and a bomb, but they had those cool tanks, right? That would keep them safe, right?
... right?
A camera flash went off somewhere to his right, and he looked over at Brazil, who grinned.
"What the heck was that for?" Alfred blinked the spots out of his eyes.
"Nobody will believe me if I say 'America looks thoughtful sometimes', so now I have photographic proof." the South American Nation sniggered. America frowned, but couldn't stop returning the smile.
"Hey man, not cool."
Mexico flounced into the room in her pilot gear and practically threw herself onto a conveniently placed sofa, sighing frustratedly. "If there any way to keep China out of the Pacific for more than a month?! He's rebuilding the blockade again and it's really annoying to have to take them out!"
"Maybe if we synch it to your cycle you can let off some steam- woah!" America ducked as a very heavy pilot's helmet went sailing straight for his face. "Don't kill me! At least we're on a winning streak now."
Canada poked his head in. "Ahh, Al, you'll jinx it!"
"Hahaha, silly Mattie, there's no such thing as jinxes or magic. That's silly kid's stuff, a hero isn't afraid of that!"
Something beeped. After the initial instinctive checking of pockets for phones going off, the Nations turned to the doorway that lead through into the computer room. Sharing glances, America looked through to check the screens.
"Huh. I have a skype call?"
The others followed him (Mexico with a little grunt of effort) trying to check the caller. "Is that... isn't that Estonia's addy?" queried Canada, tilting his head to the side to try and read the number-peppered username better.
"l33tlad4000? Yeah, that's him." America scratched his head. "He's my tech support for when Windows crashes."
The call kept ringing.
"Isn't he... taken over by Russia?" Brazil frowned larger than average eyebrows at the screen.
"Si, far as I remember." Mexico folded her arms. Everyone looked at America. The phone call never stopped, and it had been nearly two minutes now.
"Oh fine, I'll answer it, geez!" he grumbled, clicking on the answer button. The screen flashed up as a web cam, the image nearly immediately filling the screen with the terrifying face of...
Ukraine?
(Unnoticed as usual, Canada went slightly pink.)
"Oh! Natasha, look, Estonia's computer really can do everything! I can see WDF headquarters!"
The significantly more scary face of Belarus peered into the camera accusingly. She appeared to be sharpening a knife off camera, if the sounds they were hearing weren't just static from bad reception.
"I am going to kill you very, very slowly America." she said darkly.
Said Nation was currently scrambling to turn his webcam off. "Gaah! Stop looking, that's cheating!"
"I thought all was fair in love and war?" Ukraine pouted in a confused way, tilting her head. "Anyway, we called to tell you that we're joining Vanya's side now, and that you can consider yourself an enemy of the entire Braginsky family." She looked over to one side of the room, nearly sheepish. A helpless shrug set her chest heaving. "Sorry Matvey. Family first."
"Wait wait wait wait- you're joining the war?" America pointed at the screen. "I thought you guys declared neutrality!"
"And now we are declaring war." Ukraine said, her cheery voice covering something frighteningly like Russia that lurked beneath the surface. "Understand?"
Everybody gaped.
"Khoroshyy." she smiled. "You may all want to step away from Alfred and Matvey."
The ground shook.
The windows rattled.
Both brothers choked in unison, and coughed up blood onto the floor.
And then came the sound of destruction.
Notes:
- If these maps sound familiar, it is an indication of how much I appreciate them. /infinite love
- Matvey is the Russian form of the name Matthew. Like how France tends to call him Mattieu. I think it's cute shut up.
- Khoroshyy = "good". Simple, da?
- I kind of... fear... the reaction to this chapter. Please don't be too upset with me? *hides*
Part 42
Characters (in this chapter): America, Brazil, Canada, Mexico, and two surprises (I seem to like doing this)
Rating: 15
Warnings: pleasedon'tkillmeforthisoneplease!!
Summary: Uh, I need to be banned from the kink meme or monsters like this happen? Essentially, Scotland leaves the UK, which gives Northern Ireland an excuse to up and out as well, which leaves England and Wales all alone. Oh yeah, and this somehow leads to World War Three.
The map didn't seem to have any sort of order to it. There were arrows and notes and tactics scribbled everywhere, sentences crossed out by disagreements or changes in plan due to the NWO being unpredictable bastards, giant red crosses and stars next to battle sites as well as a big black X over where Omsk used to be. India was re-coloured in a darker blue, as well as Afghanistan, as they both joined the WDF team in full.
What the hell was Russia thinking? America wondered, frowning at the desk as though he could try and force the collection of wiggly lines and coded colours to make sense. He'd just crippled him on his home territory, that much was shown by the sudden disappearance of NWO forces from American soil, but now he sent his Arab buddies to pester the second-greatest economical superpower in the world? And at the same time start menacing Germany because Poland had just been coloured in bright yellow as WDF conquered territory, as well as all the Baltic states...
It didn't make sense. But then, since when did Russia of all people make sense?
His eyes flickered over to the British isles. The WDF had pushed Scotland nearly up to the boarder again, but England and Wales... were nowhere to be found. No contact, no messages, hell there wasn't even a letter. There were garbled messages at the time before they'd vanished about Birmingham and a bomb, but they had those cool tanks, right? That would keep them safe, right?
... right?
A camera flash went off somewhere to his right, and he looked over at Brazil, who grinned.
"What the heck was that for?" Alfred blinked the spots out of his eyes.
"Nobody will believe me if I say 'America looks thoughtful sometimes', so now I have photographic proof." the South American Nation sniggered. America frowned, but couldn't stop returning the smile.
"Hey man, not cool."
Mexico flounced into the room in her pilot gear and practically threw herself onto a conveniently placed sofa, sighing frustratedly. "If there any way to keep China out of the Pacific for more than a month?! He's rebuilding the blockade again and it's really annoying to have to take them out!"
"Maybe if we synch it to your cycle you can let off some steam- woah!" America ducked as a very heavy pilot's helmet went sailing straight for his face. "Don't kill me! At least we're on a winning streak now."
Canada poked his head in. "Ahh, Al, you'll jinx it!"
"Hahaha, silly Mattie, there's no such thing as jinxes or magic. That's silly kid's stuff, a hero isn't afraid of that!"
Something beeped. After the initial instinctive checking of pockets for phones going off, the Nations turned to the doorway that lead through into the computer room. Sharing glances, America looked through to check the screens.
"Huh. I have a skype call?"
The others followed him (Mexico with a little grunt of effort) trying to check the caller. "Is that... isn't that Estonia's addy?" queried Canada, tilting his head to the side to try and read the number-peppered username better.
"l33tlad4000? Yeah, that's him." America scratched his head. "He's my tech support for when Windows crashes."
The call kept ringing.
"Isn't he... taken over by Russia?" Brazil frowned larger than average eyebrows at the screen.
"Si, far as I remember." Mexico folded her arms. Everyone looked at America. The phone call never stopped, and it had been nearly two minutes now.
"Oh fine, I'll answer it, geez!" he grumbled, clicking on the answer button. The screen flashed up as a web cam, the image nearly immediately filling the screen with the terrifying face of...
Ukraine?
(Unnoticed as usual, Canada went slightly pink.)
"Oh! Natasha, look, Estonia's computer really can do everything! I can see WDF headquarters!"
The significantly more scary face of Belarus peered into the camera accusingly. She appeared to be sharpening a knife off camera, if the sounds they were hearing weren't just static from bad reception.
"I am going to kill you very, very slowly America." she said darkly.
Said Nation was currently scrambling to turn his webcam off. "Gaah! Stop looking, that's cheating!"
"I thought all was fair in love and war?" Ukraine pouted in a confused way, tilting her head. "Anyway, we called to tell you that we're joining Vanya's side now, and that you can consider yourself an enemy of the entire Braginsky family." She looked over to one side of the room, nearly sheepish. A helpless shrug set her chest heaving. "Sorry Matvey. Family first."
"Wait wait wait wait- you're joining the war?" America pointed at the screen. "I thought you guys declared neutrality!"
"And now we are declaring war." Ukraine said, her cheery voice covering something frighteningly like Russia that lurked beneath the surface. "Understand?"
Everybody gaped.
"Khoroshyy." she smiled. "You may all want to step away from Alfred and Matvey."
The ground shook.
The windows rattled.
Both brothers choked in unison, and coughed up blood onto the floor.
And then came the sound of destruction.
Notes:
- If these maps sound familiar, it is an indication of how much I appreciate them. /infinite love
- Matvey is the Russian form of the name Matthew. Like how France tends to call him Mattieu. I think it's cute shut up.
- Khoroshyy = "good". Simple, da?
- I kind of... fear... the reaction to this chapter. Please don't be too upset with me? *hides*
Part 42
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Date: 2010-05-09 12:19 am (UTC)*does that*
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Date: 2010-05-09 12:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-05-09 12:36 am (UTC)^And being prudent I wrote that before finishing reading the chapter.
I think my heart just missed a beat.
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Date: 2010-05-09 01:05 am (UTC)Thankfully I think I'm used to these... d-dreadful cliff hangers. I'm more concerned for Iggy and Wales than America and Matty, though =w=; Sorry, North America, it's only 'cause I know you'll be okay! ...right?!
And yay Brazil 8D Here's hoping Germany shows up soon~? ♥
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Date: 2010-05-09 05:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-05-09 07:14 am (UTC)But I really liked how Ukraine acted in this part, because she's a Braginsky after all, da. Gawd, I need to know what's next ;_; sjkdhsdkjsjlksd
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Date: 2010-05-09 09:42 am (UTC)No not America and Canada too oh god the destruction never ends orz.
It's gloriously epic.And Ivan's entire family is potentially crazy. I thought as much. And family first, eh? Now if only a certain few other nations would get that into their heads ;lsfkf.
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Date: 2010-05-09 10:00 am (UTC)Alfred, Matthew, HIDE, FLY, RUN, ANYTHING!
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Date: 2010-05-09 05:24 pm (UTC)OH MY HEART.
I'll just, uh, crawl back in bed. You evil, evil person.
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Date: 2010-05-09 09:42 pm (UTC)http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v424/Vismuttitomu/familyties13.png
Right, I added a few new cathegories as you can probably see. M for missing personifications (since there seems to be a fair number of them by now and I wanted to mark them somehow) and Q for more information needed aka the author is being a bastard and not telling us something so I can't update it. =3= *glares* As in I have no idea where Matt and Al got hit. Q because a question mark looks stupid.
And then there's the black star for nuclear attack.
Sorry if those letters look lame, I couldn't think of anything else. *shrug* Oh and I guess N-I is technically missing for his allies too but he's got enough markings already anyway.
Yay for finally getting to use the WDF conquered area colour. \o/
Yeah...
Looking at Omsk makes me incredibly depressed. ._.;;;
Okay, I totally agree with
And... well. Yeah... Reading this chapter now again just makes me feel kinda cold and horrible. .____o Especially every mention of the brothers.
I would have commented about anti-missile tech too but
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Date: 2010-05-10 12:50 am (UTC)No, not Mattie, no! And, and Al! It wasn't one of those huge h-bombs right? Couldn't possibly be that bad, right? right? right?
Ukraine, you're supposed to be the sane one!
Family Ties is really starting to scare me... but it's so damn good I can't stop reading!
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