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[Axis Powers Hetalia] Cinderella 3 / 5

Title: The ugly step sisters Cinderella Do not Want to attend the party
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: Various
Pairing: America / England
Rating (chapter): PG
Party: 3 / 5
Warning: shounen-ai
Spoiler: none
Word Count: 3368 ( Contaparole )
Summary: He did not finish the sentence and made the other steps back, staggering dangerously, and then put his hand on the back of a chair that he could not hold his weight and fell with him to the ground. Spain and Prussia rose from their stools and went next door, watching with a mixture of surprise, enjoyment and personal satisfaction. "Looks like we made it,"
Notes: Written for the F3.U.CK.S fest organized by fanfic_italia : permanent challenge sponsored by fiumidiparole
Discaimer: Hetalia Axis Powers and his characters belong to Hidekazu Himaruya and therefore I do not gain anything except the taste to make them what they want * evil laugh *.


the cold evening air gently stirred the tops of the trees that lined the long driveway and large clouds blacks are already beginning to cover the sky and the first stars. England looked out the tinted windows of his car while his hands tight on the steering wheel as he knows it were dependent on their existence, moving jerkily, in imitation of the nervousness that was stirring inside the country, had absolutely no desire to go to that stupid party - in costume too! As if it was easy and drive around with that stuff on me - and, more importantly, could not even bear to see America's surrounded by people who, however, did not care anything, that congratulated him. What on earth will then be congratulated, I wonder, even more shook hands on the wheel and did crack the nerves of the neck from the nerves. He could not endure the looks or the happy smile of America and remember the good old days, telling everyone, for the millionth time, how he had become a true nation, as it was reborn after finally become independent from England . The nation swallowed, pushing back the lump in my throat that almost prevented him from breathing, and then tried to inhale and exhale deeply through your nose while stopped in front of a red light and hit my forehead against the steering wheel. Why must always end like this? He wondered, raising and lowering his head. Why did I always get? had decided to stay home that year, to invent an excuse and decline the invitation - which would make his friends happy and magic would save him a bout of depression that would lead inevitably to get drunk as a sponge - but then Japan had appeared at his door, kind, concerned for him and England he could not say no. "Damn you France, "he cried, while the light turned green and the drivers behind him, impatient, began to beat their hands on the control of the horn," just play hard and you had to ask him to invite me, is not it! "crushed foot on the clutch, rage, and after entering the march put the sole of the shoe on the accelerator and drove off.
shook even more hands on the steering wheel until his knuckles whitened, and gradually a feeling of nausea seized him as he inexorably approached the place where you would place that in his opinion it was just a ridicolissima clowning. A hotel, thought, starting already to see the neon signs and flags hung out by the very international building. could not do a damn thing less blatantly self-centered, right? He stopped right in front and a boy came up to him, opening the door. England did not condescend to almost one and he just looked down and give him the car keys, recommend to a place where he could reach it easily. Although he had agreed to come this did not mean he would not wait the right moment to sneak away, if things had become too heavy to bear. He remained motionless for a few seconds, the point where before there had been in his car, leaving the fresh wind calmed his spirit and then hot, after taking a deep breath and have repeated phrases of encouragement - something like: not worry, England, there are certainly a lot of alcohol - finally decided to enter. The
hall was brightly lit and the lights bounced off the marble floor, glittering even more intensely. England unwilling to set off the long bar in solid wood that was in front of him, left a high staircase. Those will know where the festival, I hope, thought, a bit 'dubious, but as he was about to reach the concierge that smile with courtesy, a voice behind him made him stop and made him turn back. "Here's another one that was wrong now," he heard. "I told you we would not be the only ones who make mistakes," England looked at the eyebrows the face of Spain who, smiling and walking a few steps ahead of Prussia, approached him, had chosen the garish costumes - and beautiful even though he'd never admitted out loud - though terribly mundane: Prussia wore a military uniform of the seventeenth, eighteenth century, perhaps, with a large hat decorated with a large red cockade and a long dark gray coat that reached knee boots and a pair of blacks, while Spain wore a matador's uniform electric blue with gold decorations and a big red cape tight in one hand.
Why me? thought, the English, when the two stood a few feet away from him. "What the hell wants to say" we were not the only ones who make mistakes? "He asked, crossing his arms to his chest, and Prussia and Spain looked at each other for a long moment before the Spaniard turns back toward him with his back raised and a grin. "The party will only begin in an hour," he said, as if it was the funniest thing in this world. "And I think that we are here for almost half an hour," laughed and England, her cheeks on fire and the desire to beat someone slipped a hand into his trousers and pulled out red and curved a little crumpled piece of paper around. "But they told me to introduce myself to ten! How can the party begin between a ' hours? "
Spain shrugged. "What can I say?" He said, coming toward him and put his arm around her shoulders. "Although we believed that we should present half an hour ago, and yet ..." he left the sentence hanging in England and ran his eyes quickly from one to another before a move to hand over his face and let it slowly slip away. "It is not possible," he said softly. "It is possible that in addition to having to endure the idea of coming to this ridiculous party I am also due to arrive early and found myself with these two, "Spain and Prussia looked at each other, with an expression halfway between the offended and amused, and then the 'English rose in the wrong way off the English and began walking toward the exit by almost running her footsteps reverberate all around. "It's destiny," he said, while two others watched him leave with his mouth wide open. "It means that I would not have come here from the beginning," turned his head and glanced quickly to other nations. "You statevene well here, if you will," he said with a loud and angry tone between the bucket "But I'm going home!"
Spain ran a hand through his hair and then, without wasting time, he threw himself to the pursuit by throwing the red cape to the ground. "Espera " she cried, running to the front and stretched his arms forward to stop it. "Why do you want to leave? Now that you're not better to stay here? "England looked at him with eyes reduced to two long cracks and the Spaniard felt chills down my spine which made him go back one step. 'Spain is right, "interjected Prussia, tranquil, resting her hands on her hips and looking at the other two from top to bottom and a smile painted on his face. "Now that you've come all this way to finish up here would be stupid of you to go and then, given that unlike the rest of you I am wonderful, I did not lose time to complain about the delay but I worked hard to find something different. "England turned to look at unconvinced and Spain, behind him, breathed a sigh of relief. "From there," he said, pointing behind him with a thumb. "There is a great bar open around the clock, you might as well give it a try instead of just run away, no?" England hesitated for a few seconds - seconds during which the calm of Spain threatened to leave, prompting him to hit him in head and stun him - but then folded his arms around his chest and turned away gaze. "If it's as good as you say," he said, shrugging, "you might as well give it a try at this point." The Spaniard drew a sigh of relief and Prussia, while the three were heading to the bar, did not stop for a second to think what would have been great. As always it was, after all.

The bar was completely deserted when we entered the three nations, left England and gazed on the empty tables and walls covered with photographs. He felt a certain sadness in seeing all this desolation, however, when the voice of Prussia forced him to turn his head, everything was gone replaced by a feeling much more cheerful: he looked at the large counter bar and then let her eyes linger on the bottles on display behind it, m already feeling the taste of alcohol in the mouth while his head was beginning already a bit 'to empty out the bad thoughts. Certainly would not hurt, a small drink before going to the party and, after all, if you were drunk and end up not being able to participate would still have to blame Prussia and Spain, making sure not to overly offend Japan. He sat on a stool - mentally cursing you for choosing to wear a costume so uncomfortable - and the two other nations followed suit, settling to one side of each of English, for just a second, had the feeling of being finished trapped. He ran his fingers at the base of the neck, trying to dissolve this tension, and then rested his arms on the bar and the bartender greeted with a grin. " Scotch," he said. "With a little ice." Prussia and Spain did bring a bottle of beer and drink when their English arrived proposed a toast. "To those who always arrive before the others," he said and rose into the air their voices and the clink of glass. England took his glass all in one gulp, then placing it on the counter with a thud and throwing out the air from the lungs.
"There's nothing better than a drunk," he said, after asking the bartender to use it yet. "It makes you forget all the problems, guaranteed!" He drank again, making the chunks of ice crashing against each other and Spain and Prussia exchanged looks of understanding, both satisfied grin. It was amazing how well acquainted with France quell'inglese: you offer him a drink, had told him while they plan the final stages of the plan, and assure you that immediately fall into the trap, indeed! Will do everything alone, guaranteed. Spain took a sip of beer when England turned to him and then Prussia, more determined than ever to get the job done quickly before he too drunk to finish, put a hand on the shoulder of England that, with the glass in the air, turned to look at. "Then," he said, he drank a generous sip of beer. "How come you came to the festival this year?" He asked, squinting one eye and then to Spain when England had his head stuck in the air and the glass to his lips. "I thought that last year you said you had no intention of participating in another of his ridiculous parties, what are you doing here?"
England slammed his glass on the table and while the bartender filled him he leaned one elbow on the counter and a cheek on the palm of your hand. "It was the fault of Japan," he said, taking a swig and halving the amount liquor that was served. "He came to me the other day and asked me to come, saying that he would be pleased if I had been there too," he paused and swallowed some more 'of scotch . "What could I do, say no?" He shrugged. "It would be really rude of me, do not you?" He turned to look at Spain and his eyes were beginning to become lucid. The Spaniard took a bit 'of beer and then he put the bottle on the counter before passing a hand through his hair. I do not know, "she said, with a jovial tone that he found it," but I think that if I was I in your place, forced to go to the party of someone who betrayed me , "uttered the last word with emphasis, as he had suggested France, and England appeared on the face of a mask of pain that the nation tried to send by sending down another glass. "I have come here for anything in the world ... who makes you to enjoy year after year to look after what you did? I could not resist even a minute, "shrugged and took another little 'beer. The English of the vacuum and then flapped his eyelids a few times by drinking more. Why the bloody hell of Spain should continue to talk about something that did not concern him in any way, damn him? Of course he did not want to sit and watch while he had fun just want to cry, to be sure that he would prefer to go home but ...
He took a deep breath and began to rub her temples. But what? What was his excuse? Not really had a reason to stay put, after all - after all, America had not even bothered to invite him personally - and his absence certainly would not have made a difference but even that part of him desperately trying to blame all those around him he could answer the question of Spain. He could say who had done so because Japan had asked him and he could say it was because those two had been offered a drink but, in fact - and this was something that even though he tried every day to stifle and suppress would not have ever gone - he knew exactly where he wanted to be alone. He could cry to detest with all the breath in his body but when he found himself alone in the house not knowing what to do, the first thing that came to mind was to take an American film and guardarselo, eating popcorn and drinking Coca -Cola, perhaps, and when he did not know what to wear and opened her closet she realized that half of his clothes - the ones who had the courage to show to anyone - they were the same as in America. Over the years he had developed a true worship, to the other nation, worship that, stupidly, took him to behave so as to deceive the other one was left still standing, even after all that time.
He picked up his glass and emptied it after he had it filled again and again and again until I told him to leave the bottle there. Spain and Prussia looked satisfied with a light in his eyes, knowing that they had hit the mark and German, after he did bring another bottle of beer, put his arm around the shoulders of England, making him moan in surprise. "Excuse me for saying so," he said, with a hint of malice in the voice than the other, the right track, now, to reach the ethyl coma, did not catch. "But I am in complete agreement with Spain, I mean? How can you be his friend ? If I were in your place to declare war, nothing more than participate in his birthday! "England bowed her head and began to look almost melted the ice floating in clear liquid. Drank once, twice, three times and then when his body and his head was so full of alcohol that they are unable to resist exploded, slamming his hands on the counter and shot standing up. "All right," he shouted with his eyes closed to prevent something embarrassing could uscirvi. "I'm an idiot! Happy? After all these years I continue to complain that he or she has been independent, critical in everything and wish him the worst but then I am the first to help him and support him in everything, "a tear - of despair? Anger? - Bath's cheek and he stepped back, trying to wipe her eyes with one hand. "What can I do if the only thing I really want is to stay with him?" He continued, too drunk, now, to become fully aware of what he was doing. "What is it my fault if we were together since I ...?» did not finish and did the other steps back, lurching dangerously, and then put his hand on the back of a chair that he could not hold his weight and fell with him to the ground. Spain and Prussia rose from their stools and went next door, watching with a mixture of surprise, enjoyment and personal satisfaction. "Looks like we made it," said Spain, kneeling beside the body lying on the other nation.
Prussia rested her hands on her hips, pleased with himself. "It seems so," he said.

England was heavy, very heavy, and Prussia had not stopped a second to complain since he had taken out the weight of the bar - the bartender refused the offer to lend a hand - when the elevator had reached the third floor. "I do not I can, "said Prussia, walking with difficulty on the floor covered with red carpet. "Not only stinks but also weighs a lot," he rolls his eyes
Spain in the air. "We're almost there," he said, and when the other tried to open my mouth to say something else again, he reached out in front of him, pointing to a door. "There it is," and increased the pace to get there. It took a bit 'to open it - also because of the fact that none of them wanted to rule England alone -, they finally entered the room lost no time even to turn on the lights and, taking advantage of that coming from the corridor, download the sleeping body on the bed creaked due to the weight. Prussia passed his hand behind his neck, tired, stretched and Spain before returning to the door, close it - making sure that no one had seen - and turn on the light. The two banged a few times his eyes to get used to the environment light and then both stopped a moment to look at England, as if nothing had happened, he was lying on his back snoring loudly. "What do you say?" Said Spain after a few seconds of silence. "France's plan will work?"
Prussia shrugged. I do not know, "he admitted and then cocked his head sideways to smile starting amused. "But after what we heard before the bar surprised me otherwise." He did crack the nerves of the neck and then threw a quick glance at the clock resting on the bedside table. "The festival begins in less than twenty minutes," he said, "we should move or everyone will realize that we arrived late."
Spain nodded and walked to the closet which was behind him and, after opening a ' door, pulled out a large bag cream. The sat on the bed next to the head of England and it slipped out of a big white box, lifted the lid carefully and then he looked at the content and Prussia with wide eyes and a hint of admiration on their faces. "He really made Japan?" Asked the German, touching the product with respect and sensitivity, as if he was afraid that might break or disappear. "He has done an incredible job."
Spain nodded a few times and then picked it up and took a few steps back, looking in its entirety. "Unbelievable really," he said smiling. "Considering that it took him one day." Prussia and nodded, having taken off his hat and jacket and propped them on a chair, with a handful moved the bag and box, making them fall to the ground and making it possible to Spain to put it on the bedspread. "That will take a while '," said the Spaniard, to himself, and after having run your fingers through his hair and taking off his coat he there was help from Prussia to put England sat down and began to undress.


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