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Post by [x] Spain on Mar 20, 2012 20:39:04 GMT -5
Spain nervously adjusted his tie in the mirror. Today was the big day; the day he finally married his one true love, Romano. Ah, his shy, stubborn and all-around adorable Romano.
"Roma, there's something I want to ask you..." He said over dinner one night. With conviction in his green eyes, he knelt down on one knee and pulled out the ring he had hidden in his pocket. "Will you marry me?"
Romano stared blankly at him, then exploded into his tomato-y embarrassment. "S-Say what?!"
His large heart broke as Romano only got angry with him. "So..Is that a no?" Dejected, he looked down, his spirits slowly dwindling. "Sorry I asked, then..."
"Yes, of course!" He nearly fell over and his spirits returned when a certain ecstatic Italian hugged him full-force. "How long were you going to keep me waiting, bastard?!"
Spain smiled in the present, remembering that day. He had never seen Romano so (outwardly) happy and promised himself that he would do whatever he could to make him like that again.
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Post by [x] Prussia on Mar 21, 2012 18:14:08 GMT -5
((this... is Awesome xDD))Prussia smiled to himself as he slipped on his flowing white robes. Pulling out his cell phone, he snapped a self-picture. He definitely looked great as a priest, he thought. Even better than usual! This was definitely going on the Internet. Shutting his phone and putting it away, he saw Spain adjusting his tie in the mirror. The poor fellow looked extremely nervous, but also brimming with excitement. Prussia had to admit he was excited for his friend, as well. Everyone was wondering how long it would take before the two finally tied the knot. Approaching the Spaniard, Prussia gave him a thumbs up. "Here he is, the man of the hour! I'll give you my special title just for today, ok?" As the priest, he would certainly shine, but this day was for Spain and his blushing... bride? Husband? Well, whatever. "You excited for tonight?" he asked with a wink and a nudge. ((mood music! youtu.be/6wpPk8qk3uQ ))
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Post by [x] Norway on Mar 21, 2012 18:21:41 GMT -5
Norway poked his head into Romano's room and saw he was getting ready and smiled. His first good friend that he made here was getting married. Norway was really happy for his friend and was happy that Romano made him he best man.
Norway was adjusting his tie that he couldnt get right and he walked over to the Spainard who was getting ready in his own seprate room and poked his head in. "Hey, Spain. Romano's still getting ready so it may be a little while longer. Sorry." He said still adjusting the blue tie. Damn why did tieing these things have to be so hard?
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Post by France on Mar 21, 2012 18:26:56 GMT -5
"He's probably just as nervous as our groom here." France said with a smile, watching as Spain continued to fiddle with the most minuscule things. From the knot of his tie to the flow of his hair, the man could not stop fidgeting. "Relax mon ami." he told the Spaniard with a pat on the shoulder. "You look, as Prussia likes to say, awesome."
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Post by [x] Spain on Mar 21, 2012 18:57:22 GMT -5
Spain took a deep breath to calm his pounding heart. "Gracias, amigos." For a moment, his fidgeting stopped and was replaced by his beaming smile. "That, Prusia," He said, turning to his albino friend/priest. "is between me and my lover."
He went over to Norway, who also happened to be struggling with his tie, and helped him fix it. Always the ever-helpful friend, Spain was. "Thanks, Noruega. Tell Roma there's no rush. I'll wait as long as needed."
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Post by [x] Romano on Mar 21, 2012 18:57:49 GMT -5
Romano was straitening out his clothes and fiddling with the hem of his top,biting his lip. He had every right to be nervous! He was about to get married to Spain,he was exitied ((spell and not in that way)) and happy and nervous all at the same time. Even if he felt like he was about to die from happiness.
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Post by [x] Norway on Mar 21, 2012 19:07:42 GMT -5
Norway nodded and ran off still messing with his tie and went back to Romano's room. When he got back to were Romano was, he quickly walked to Romano and said, "Hey, are you ok? Are you nervous at all??"
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Post by [x] Finland on Mar 22, 2012 16:29:42 GMT -5
Finland made his way to the service, sighing softly. Was he happy? Reflecting? Pining? He remembered his own wedding so long ago...
Trying to push the growing loneliness out of mind, he put a smile in his lips and walked in. They were a good couple, these two, and he was happy for them. He looked around, trying to find where he was supposed to go.
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Post by England on Mar 22, 2012 16:38:37 GMT -5
England walked in, grumbling and trying to adjust his tie for the umpteenth time. Of all the days, his clothes had to choose today to declare their independence.
Still, despite his stubborn clothes and stubborn hair (and permanent stubborn attitude), he was happy to have been invited to Spain's and Romano's wedding. Yes, it did lights pangs in his heart a bit, but he was completely happy for the two. At least they finally got their happy ending.
Certainly, Spain and he hadn't been on good terms, long ago (ah, the good ol' pirating days...), but nowadays, he was just content with seeing his old rival so ecstatic.
Romano, of course, he'd never really interacted with (considering he and his brother ALWAYS ran away when they spotted him), but he was also a Nation, and he liked seeing Nations happy. They deserved to be, after having suffered for so long.
Well, France didn't. But France was on a whole new level indeed. France deserved to have his perverse attitude smacked right off his face, and that was all. Spain and Romano...
They deserved their fairytale ending.
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Post by France on Mar 22, 2012 19:43:38 GMT -5
Sneezing, France looked around the room curiously. Why did he have the feeling that someone was thinking about him? Oh well! It was probably a beautiful woman anyway!
Glancing over to the mirror, he did some quick adjustments to his attire. Not that he needed to. He always looked très magnifique! Once satisfied he turned to his soon-to-be-married friend. Even with all the nerves one could see through it to the pure joy that the Spaniard was feeling. He even had this ecstatic aura about him. Romano certainly was one lucky Italian. To be marrying this man who truely loved him so purely and wholeheartedly.
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Post by [x] Prussia on Mar 26, 2012 23:21:50 GMT -5
Prussia grinned at France, nodding his head in agreement. "Yes, definitely awesome!" Spain was practically radiating joy, making him look even sunnier than usual. His smile was infectious, causing Prussia to light up as well. "Hey, come here." Putting an arm around each of his friends and dragging them close, he pulled his phone back out and snapped another picture. This day would definitely be getting its own album, he decided.
Hearing the chatter that signified the arrival of guests, Prussia glanced at the clock. Nearly time to be going... He had to make sure everything was prepared and running smoothly. "I better get a move on!" he stated, grasping Spain's shoulders affectionately."Don't worry, France and I will be right there beside you the whole time! I know you'll be great. Glück auf, mein Freund." He gave the Spaniard a confident grin and a wink, clapping him on the back before heading out of the room. Guests were beginning to file into the pews and the band had begun to warm up, he noted. It was nearly time for the wedding to begin.
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Post by [x] Norway on Mar 27, 2012 21:58:19 GMT -5
Norway left his old friend to calm his nerves and walked to the pews still fiddling with the stupid tie. "God...why are theese things so hard to use?" Norway mummbled quietly to himself getting more and more frustrated when time went on. From the cornor of his eye he saw Prussia...and he was wearing a tie like him. "Hey, Prussia. Can you help me with this thing?" He asked the albino a little pissed off that he wasnt able to tie it himself.
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Post by [x] Spain on Mar 28, 2012 18:05:43 GMT -5
Spain was pulled out of his reverie by Prussia, who was pulling him over for a quick picture with his cellphone. When the shot was taken and thanks were said, Prussia ran out to check on the status of the church, which sounded like it was slowly filling up with guests.
All the color drained from Spain's face as the nervousness slowly began taking over again. He was incredibly happy, but the pressure was almost becoming too much. Faltering a bit, he went back over to his chair and sat down, head in his hands. "Mi hermano, what should I do?" He sighed and leaned back. "I just can't calm down." With a shaking smile on his face, he looked up at the ceiling, hoping for some good old divine intervention. "Any ideas?"
He really hoped that these dark fears would go away. They were killing his mood. As with any great decision, all the "what if"s began invading his mind. What if I can't do this? What if Roma runs? What if something happens? What if we don't work out as well as we think we do? There had to be some way of quieting the questions. He just needed to find it.
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Post by [x] Prussia on Mar 28, 2012 18:37:36 GMT -5
Making his way up the aisle, Prussia saw Norway intent on trying to fix his tie. It was rather amusing to watch- the blond would fidget with the accessory with a hopeful look, but then his face would fall when he realized he'd failed. The corners of Prussia's mouth turned upwards into a smirk as the Norwegian continued his attempts.
Seeing the blond catch his eye, Prussia felt a twinge of embarrassment that he'd been caught watching. "Oh, you're coming to the Awesome Me for help? A smart choice!" Prussia grinned as he leaned down and grabbed the silky material, carefully tying it into a knot. Stepping back to admire his handiwork, he nodded confidently. "Yep, looks perfect to me!" And then, just because he could, he smoothed down the front of the Norwegian's jacket.
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Post by [x] Norway on Mar 28, 2012 18:43:11 GMT -5
Norway blushed a bit. "Thank you." he said a little nervously. "I just dont know how to tie ties. I never learned." He got lost in his thoughts on how the heck Prussia could tie the tie so nicely when he felt the albino's hands go down his jacket to smooth it. Norway quickly looked up and blushed.
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