You Can't Hide Forever Part 1
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setosnicegirlTitle:You Can't Hide Forever Part 1
Rating:PG-13
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Genre: Action, Drama
Characters/Pairings: Everyone in the whole world. But in this part America, UK, Canada, Germany, North Italy
Warnings:Cursing, Paparazzi
Summary: A work in progress from the kink meme. What if the identies of the the countries were reveled to the whole world? What would happen? Chaos? Unity? And better yet....who told?
Alfred woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing and loud yelling coming from outside his house. He rolled over and grabbed Texas and put it on to see where his phone was.
"Argh. Who is calling this early on a Sunday morning?" he groaned as he reached for his phone on the night stand. He pressed talk and was soon assulted with wild cursing.
'Of course. Arthur.'
"YOU BLOODY ASSHOLE!! I JUST KNOW IT WAS YOU WHO DID IT!!!" screamed Arthur.
"Did what?" asked Alfred as he sat up in bed. 'What is that noise outside?' he thought as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"DON'T ACT ALL INNOCENT YOU WANKER!!"
"No, seriously. I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Turn on your damn t.v. to your news channel!"
Alfred sighed. "Fine. Fine. I will. Just stop yelling," said Alfred as he grabbed the remote and turned on the t.v. to CNN.
They were showing a live video of a house that was surrounded by the press and the police. Wolf Blizter was on talking and walking in front of the of the live feed of the house that looked very familiar to Alfred....
"...and here we are showing you all the house of the supposed personification of The United States of America. An anonymous source called us a few days ago with proof that a man named Alfred F. Jones, age 19, was the personification of the U.S. Not only that, they gave us the names and locations of the other supposed personifications of other countries. The some of names we have of the others are Matthew Williams of Canada, age 19, Arthur Kirkland of England, age 23, Francis Bonnefoy of France, age 26, Ivan Braginsky of Russia, age unknown and many more that you can find on CNN.com. If you are just tuning in and do not believe us, the source gave us many pictures, which have been confirmed authentic by our experts." said Blizter as he pressed a button. The live feed disappeared behind him and a black a white picture appeared. It showed Alfred, Ivan, and Arthur standing the background behind their bosses.
"Here is a photo dated November 30, 1943 at the Tehran Conference. Here you can clearly see behind Stalin, FDR, and Churchill Mr. Jones, Mr. Braginsky, and Mr. Kirkland," said the reporter pointing to each one. he clicked the button again and a new picture had appeared. "Here is a photo taken after the fall of Berlin in 1945 with Jones, Braginsky, and Kirkland looking the same as they did two years before." The reporter clicked the button again.
"This is the final nail in the coffin. This picture was taken at the recent G20 meeting that shows Jones, Kirkland and Braginsky looking no older than they did 63 years ago. What does this mean? Are they immortals or are they really the personifications of their countries? Our analysts will be discussing this at the top of the hour...Next is Lou Dobbs on how does this make Americans feel....."
Alfred had long since tuned out the reporter and had his mouth open in shock.
"Holy shit," he whispered. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!! Arthur! Who in the hell told them?! Who gave them those pictures!?" he screamed into the phone.
"How in the hell should I know!? I thought it was you! I only found out when I went outside for the morning post and was attacked by reporters!" screamed Arthur back.
"This is bad Arthur. This is really, really bad! What should we do?"
"Don't look outside, don't go outside. I bet our bosses are trying to find a way to fix this with out us getting hurt and from chaos from happening. Who knows what the people will do. They only people who seem not to care are Greece's and Japan's.”
“Of course they wouldn’t,” muttered Alfred. Then, his phone beeped, telling him that he had call coming in. He looked at the screen and it said MATT on it.
“Hold on a sec, Arthur. It’s Matt,” said Alfred.
“Okay. Just repeat everything I just told you to your brother.”
“I will,” he said before switching over to his twin brother.
“ALFRED! What did you do!?” yelled Matthew, “I open my window to get some fresh spring air into my house and is greeted by reporters calling me CANADA. Not my human name but Canada!”
“Despite popular belief, I had no hand in this! I just woke up and found out myself,” said Alfred.
“How did they know? Who found out us and told everyone? We were so careful making sure we didn’t stay in one place to long. You never told anyone who you were right?” asked Matthew.
“I don’t know. I have my main house in D.C. but I only stay there if I need to. And even then, I mostly sleep in the White House. And I’ve only told people who I was when they were dying, when they were too young to remember, or to soldiers for morale or for comfort. And even then they swore never to tell. The people in the White House and in the government know since my states have their own personifications,” said Alfred as he leaned against his head board, “And those are the only ones who know...”
“You told children?”
“What parent would believe their child if they said they met America?”
“True.”
“Arthur said we should stay low until our bosses straighten out this mess.”
“That would be for the best. I have enough food to last a while....” said Matthew quietly over the phone. Then he let out a sad sigh, “We are never going to be left alone again after this, are we?”
Alfred thought about it for a few seconds. He wanted to lie to his twin brother and tell him that everything would be fine and they would be left alone, but he couldn’t. “I...I don’t know Matt. I really don’t,” he replied sadly. “Anyway, I have Arthur on the other line....So I’ll talk to you later. Good bye.”
“Good bye, Al,” said Matthew before he hung up.
Alfred ran a hand through his hair before clicking back over to Arthur.
When he did he heard yelling in the back ground.
“Mr. Kirkland! Mr. Kirkland! Are there personifications of Scotland and Wales? Or did you kill them? Why are running? Please answer our questions!” said the voice of one reporter.
“GET OUT OF MY HOME!!” Alfred heard Arthur roar.
“The public needs to know! They deserve this after being lied to!!
“THEY WERE NEVER LIED TO! Now get out my home before I force you out!”
“How are you going to do that, Mr. Kirkland? Use Magic on us?” taunted a different reporter.
Alfred’s eyes widened. ‘Don’t do it, Arthur. Don’t do it!’ he thought.
“No. I will call the police and all of you will be arrested for invading my home. Now all of you both leave now and not go to jail or you leave in handcuffs. Your choice.
“We will leave for now, Mr. Kirkland, but we will be back and you will have to answer our questions then.
Alfred heard a door slam and then sound of doors being locked and the scrape of furniture moving.
After all the sounds stopped, he deemed it safe to speak.
“Hey Arthur, are you okay now?” he asked.
“You heard that?” Arthur groaned. “Yes. I’m fine now. Stupid reporters.... they broke two of my tea cups...”
“How did they get inside your home?”
“They found an open window and climbed after you started to talk to Matthew.”
“Ah,” Alfred paused, “You weren’t really going to use magic on them, were you?”
“Oh I wanted to, but that would be adding fuel to the fire. They don’t need to know that part of me just yet. Speaking of which, maybe there is something I could use to help us out in my books. I need to go and search and clean up this mess.”
“Okay. Bye Arthur and no drinking and no Britannia Angel!”
Arthur scoffed before hanging up.
Alfred slid under his bed sheets again, wanting to sleep it all away until remembered what happened to Arthur and got up to double check his house and to blockade the doors.
“I wonder how the others are doing?” he thought aloud. “I hope nothing bad will happen to the others....”
In Berlin
Ludwig rolled over to the other side the bed he sometimes shared with Feliciano. It was still warm and smelled of basil and other rich smells. Feliciano had gotten up to cook lunch for them a little earlier and told him to stay in bed until he finished. The wonderful smell of homemade Italian food wafted throughout the house.
Ludwig was about to snuggle unto the pillow when he heard a loud crash and Feliciano’s scream. He jumped up. “He must’ve dropped something,” muttered Ludwig. He was about to get back into the bed when he heard Feliciano’s voice.
“W-Who are you?!” he heard Feliciano cry out in fear.
“YOU SHOULD PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID WITH YOUR LIFE, ITALY! YOU AND GERMANY!!” screamed a man’s voice.
“B-but-”
“DIE, CREATURE FROM HELL!”
BANG
Rating:PG-13
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Genre: Action, Drama
Characters/Pairings: Everyone in the whole world. But in this part America, UK, Canada, Germany, North Italy
Warnings:Cursing, Paparazzi
Summary: A work in progress from the kink meme. What if the identies of the the countries were reveled to the whole world? What would happen? Chaos? Unity? And better yet....who told?
Alfred woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing and loud yelling coming from outside his house. He rolled over and grabbed Texas and put it on to see where his phone was.
"Argh. Who is calling this early on a Sunday morning?" he groaned as he reached for his phone on the night stand. He pressed talk and was soon assulted with wild cursing.
'Of course. Arthur.'
"YOU BLOODY ASSHOLE!! I JUST KNOW IT WAS YOU WHO DID IT!!!" screamed Arthur.
"Did what?" asked Alfred as he sat up in bed. 'What is that noise outside?' he thought as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"DON'T ACT ALL INNOCENT YOU WANKER!!"
"No, seriously. I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Turn on your damn t.v. to your news channel!"
Alfred sighed. "Fine. Fine. I will. Just stop yelling," said Alfred as he grabbed the remote and turned on the t.v. to CNN.
They were showing a live video of a house that was surrounded by the press and the police. Wolf Blizter was on talking and walking in front of the of the live feed of the house that looked very familiar to Alfred....
"...and here we are showing you all the house of the supposed personification of The United States of America. An anonymous source called us a few days ago with proof that a man named Alfred F. Jones, age 19, was the personification of the U.S. Not only that, they gave us the names and locations of the other supposed personifications of other countries. The some of names we have of the others are Matthew Williams of Canada, age 19, Arthur Kirkland of England, age 23, Francis Bonnefoy of France, age 26, Ivan Braginsky of Russia, age unknown and many more that you can find on CNN.com. If you are just tuning in and do not believe us, the source gave us many pictures, which have been confirmed authentic by our experts." said Blizter as he pressed a button. The live feed disappeared behind him and a black a white picture appeared. It showed Alfred, Ivan, and Arthur standing the background behind their bosses.
"Here is a photo dated November 30, 1943 at the Tehran Conference. Here you can clearly see behind Stalin, FDR, and Churchill Mr. Jones, Mr. Braginsky, and Mr. Kirkland," said the reporter pointing to each one. he clicked the button again and a new picture had appeared. "Here is a photo taken after the fall of Berlin in 1945 with Jones, Braginsky, and Kirkland looking the same as they did two years before." The reporter clicked the button again.
"This is the final nail in the coffin. This picture was taken at the recent G20 meeting that shows Jones, Kirkland and Braginsky looking no older than they did 63 years ago. What does this mean? Are they immortals or are they really the personifications of their countries? Our analysts will be discussing this at the top of the hour...Next is Lou Dobbs on how does this make Americans feel....."
Alfred had long since tuned out the reporter and had his mouth open in shock.
"Holy shit," he whispered. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!! Arthur! Who in the hell told them?! Who gave them those pictures!?" he screamed into the phone.
"How in the hell should I know!? I thought it was you! I only found out when I went outside for the morning post and was attacked by reporters!" screamed Arthur back.
"This is bad Arthur. This is really, really bad! What should we do?"
"Don't look outside, don't go outside. I bet our bosses are trying to find a way to fix this with out us getting hurt and from chaos from happening. Who knows what the people will do. They only people who seem not to care are Greece's and Japan's.”
“Of course they wouldn’t,” muttered Alfred. Then, his phone beeped, telling him that he had call coming in. He looked at the screen and it said MATT on it.
“Hold on a sec, Arthur. It’s Matt,” said Alfred.
“Okay. Just repeat everything I just told you to your brother.”
“I will,” he said before switching over to his twin brother.
“ALFRED! What did you do!?” yelled Matthew, “I open my window to get some fresh spring air into my house and is greeted by reporters calling me CANADA. Not my human name but Canada!”
“Despite popular belief, I had no hand in this! I just woke up and found out myself,” said Alfred.
“How did they know? Who found out us and told everyone? We were so careful making sure we didn’t stay in one place to long. You never told anyone who you were right?” asked Matthew.
“I don’t know. I have my main house in D.C. but I only stay there if I need to. And even then, I mostly sleep in the White House. And I’ve only told people who I was when they were dying, when they were too young to remember, or to soldiers for morale or for comfort. And even then they swore never to tell. The people in the White House and in the government know since my states have their own personifications,” said Alfred as he leaned against his head board, “And those are the only ones who know...”
“You told children?”
“What parent would believe their child if they said they met America?”
“True.”
“Arthur said we should stay low until our bosses straighten out this mess.”
“That would be for the best. I have enough food to last a while....” said Matthew quietly over the phone. Then he let out a sad sigh, “We are never going to be left alone again after this, are we?”
Alfred thought about it for a few seconds. He wanted to lie to his twin brother and tell him that everything would be fine and they would be left alone, but he couldn’t. “I...I don’t know Matt. I really don’t,” he replied sadly. “Anyway, I have Arthur on the other line....So I’ll talk to you later. Good bye.”
“Good bye, Al,” said Matthew before he hung up.
Alfred ran a hand through his hair before clicking back over to Arthur.
When he did he heard yelling in the back ground.
“Mr. Kirkland! Mr. Kirkland! Are there personifications of Scotland and Wales? Or did you kill them? Why are running? Please answer our questions!” said the voice of one reporter.
“GET OUT OF MY HOME!!” Alfred heard Arthur roar.
“The public needs to know! They deserve this after being lied to!!
“THEY WERE NEVER LIED TO! Now get out my home before I force you out!”
“How are you going to do that, Mr. Kirkland? Use Magic on us?” taunted a different reporter.
Alfred’s eyes widened. ‘Don’t do it, Arthur. Don’t do it!’ he thought.
“No. I will call the police and all of you will be arrested for invading my home. Now all of you both leave now and not go to jail or you leave in handcuffs. Your choice.
“We will leave for now, Mr. Kirkland, but we will be back and you will have to answer our questions then.
Alfred heard a door slam and then sound of doors being locked and the scrape of furniture moving.
After all the sounds stopped, he deemed it safe to speak.
“Hey Arthur, are you okay now?” he asked.
“You heard that?” Arthur groaned. “Yes. I’m fine now. Stupid reporters.... they broke two of my tea cups...”
“How did they get inside your home?”
“They found an open window and climbed after you started to talk to Matthew.”
“Ah,” Alfred paused, “You weren’t really going to use magic on them, were you?”
“Oh I wanted to, but that would be adding fuel to the fire. They don’t need to know that part of me just yet. Speaking of which, maybe there is something I could use to help us out in my books. I need to go and search and clean up this mess.”
“Okay. Bye Arthur and no drinking and no Britannia Angel!”
Arthur scoffed before hanging up.
Alfred slid under his bed sheets again, wanting to sleep it all away until remembered what happened to Arthur and got up to double check his house and to blockade the doors.
“I wonder how the others are doing?” he thought aloud. “I hope nothing bad will happen to the others....”
In Berlin
Ludwig rolled over to the other side the bed he sometimes shared with Feliciano. It was still warm and smelled of basil and other rich smells. Feliciano had gotten up to cook lunch for them a little earlier and told him to stay in bed until he finished. The wonderful smell of homemade Italian food wafted throughout the house.
Ludwig was about to snuggle unto the pillow when he heard a loud crash and Feliciano’s scream. He jumped up. “He must’ve dropped something,” muttered Ludwig. He was about to get back into the bed when he heard Feliciano’s voice.
“W-Who are you?!” he heard Feliciano cry out in fear.
“YOU SHOULD PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID WITH YOUR LIFE, ITALY! YOU AND GERMANY!!” screamed a man’s voice.
“B-but-”
“DIE, CREATURE FROM HELL!”
BANG
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Brb Lmao...
Date: 2009-04-16 09:30 pm (UTC)Oh gawd, this was so funny XD You got everyone's character down pretty good too. Leave it up to Matt and Arthur to blame it on America :U Fufufu~
*would not be surprised if this really happened*
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Date: 2009-04-23 12:39 pm (UTC)And LOLLOLOL France
"-oui, zat man iz France personified!"
"Oh, but I am le tired~" +o+
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Date: 2010-01-14 09:04 am (UTC)This truly is epic, in scale as well as plot. But why are we (Spain) in Italy? WE have our own country
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