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A Convention 19 I guess by Haruchii23, literature
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A Convention 19 I guess
After what felt like hours, Arthur groggily slunk back to consciousness. It was dark. He felt something soft under his head and grass brushing against his hand. He didn't remember where he was, exactly, but it felt good so he stayed there. His pillow shifted. "Where'm I?" he grumbled, to the pillow. "A convention," came Alfred's voice, and it all came rushing back to him. He flushed and his eyes shot open. His pillow was Alfred's leg, and he'd been drooling on it. Alfred's face swam into his field of vision. "Good sleep, Artie?" Alfred asked, grinning wide. "What bloody time is it?" "Like midnight." And it was that dark outside, but you wouldn't have guessed with all the people still out. A cosplayer wearing wings that lit up with about 100 LEDs stood close to them with a whole semicircle of photographers having a go at the perfect shot around them. Somewhere in the distance, pounding bass music was audible. "Why'd you let me sleep this long?" Arthur asked. It was
A Convention 18 by Haruchii23, literature
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A Convention 18
"A-ha!!!!" Arthur exclaimed, triumphantly pulling out Alfred's blue digital camera from under the cushion on the chair. He turned around. "Found it!" he said in Alfred's direction.
Once the pair had finally remembered why they had come up to their room (Change Alfred's boots, find con guidebook thing, get camera), they discovered they had to endure a rather trying search for the objects. The boots they'd found behind the ironing board in the closet, and the con guidebook had been seemingly cleverly hidden underneath the doujinshi on the bedside table. 10 minutes later, Arthur had removed the camera from its inexplicable location.
Alfred
The Season of Hope - USUK by Haruchii23, literature
Literature
The Season of Hope - USUK
December 16th. I slammed my locker closed, zipped up my jacket and exited the Hetalia World Academy. I sighed loudly, watching my cloud of breath dissipate into the freezing December air. TGIF, I thought. It's been a long freaking week.
Maybe it's just the arrival of winter. I looked down at my feet, violently packing the snow into the ground. This season always gets me down. Between the sopping wet floor when I enter my house with snowy boots and the wind that feels like freaking icicles on my face, I say it's a pretty good excuse to feel like crap. I guess there is Christmas to look forward to…but it's still 9 days away –
A Convention 16 by Haruchii23, literature
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A Convention 16
Ten minutes later, the pair was again sitting on either side of the table, watching amusedly as the two waitresses – the one who had greeted them and the one who took their orders – unsubtly argued over who would be the one to bring them their food, and whether or not they would do it immediately or wait and see if they decided to make out again.
Alfred laughed and shook his head. "Jeez, who knew we'd be such a fangirl attraction," he said.
"Yea, I know. These girls are shameless." Arthur rolled his eyes, recalling having been distracted by more than a couple camera flashes while he and Alfred were…er…giving their rel
A Convention 15 by Haruchii23, literature
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A Convention 15
The name of the place was Ginko Japanese. When the pair of them had walked close enough to actually see it clearly, they noticed a bit of a line of con-goers outside the door.
Arthur groaned. "More waiting…" he commented.
"We can deal with it," Alfred said.
"Normally our stances on this matter would be reversed," Arthur said, stomach growling again.
"It's a con, dude. Everything is reversed." He said this as if Arthur should have known it.
"And what do you mean by that?"
Alfred giggled. "Well, for one, normally you'd be doin' all the explaining instead of me…"
"Fair point…"
"And…on any other day this year, if
A Convention 14 by Haruchii23, literature
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A Convention 14
Arthur yawned and grabbed Alfred's wrist, looking at his watch. 11:03, it read. He sighed.
"Christ, time moves slowly here…" he said.
Alfred nodded in agreement. "Yeah no kidding."
They were still on their way to the dealer's room, progressing slowly through the sea of con patrons, which, both of them noticed, was much bigger than Friday's crowd.
Alfred continued. "Not that it's a bad thing, though. It gives you way more time to just be here, be awesome and geek out and make friends and stuff."
"Very true." Arthur smiled. "I could get used to this."
Alfred raised his eyebrows and snickered. "Really?" he said, almost disbeli
