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Aeronauts are a Danger to Gardens (USUK)"Dude, watch out!"Aeronauts are a Danger to Gardens (USUK) by Protokol-Rose
Arthur looked up from his gardening, then promptly hurled himself forwards. The hot air balloon basket passed harmlessly through the space where his head had been before the entire contraption crashed right into Arthur's garden. The man inside had ducked down for impact, and the colorful envelope fluttered down with grace to cover the rose bushes.
"Sorry about that!"
The man popped up again, a smile on his face. The smile was the only thing Arthur could see, for the stranger was wearing an old-style aviator helmet and goggles. He seemed young, in any case. Then he was removing the helmet. Blond hair was ruffled up, and when he looked up again, his eyes were blue.
Arthur tried again. "What the bloody hell are you doing?"
"Uh, I just landed."
"In my garden!"
The pilot chuckled. "Yeah, sorry about that. You can't really control where these things go, y'know?"
"No, I don't," Arthur replied flatly. "You've ruined my flowers. Who the hell are you anyway?
Just Taking it Easy (USUK)Arthur Kirkland felt it was perfectly reasonable for him to worry at a time like this. He was 45, and while some would say it wasn't too old, the Brit knew perfectly well what sort of looks he was getting. The girl serving him was a mere 23, for God's sake. And he'd received enough pitying looks from her for now, thank you very much.Just Taking it Easy (USUK) by Protokol-Rose
He'd been seated at that little café for about half an hour now, and with each passing moment he was getting more and more convinced that his date wasn't going to show up. At the very strong urging of his friends he'd finally caved and allowed them to make him a profile on a dating site for middle-aged and older people. Which led to this situation, and an empty chair reserved for one Alfred F. Jones. Supposedly.
Call him very old, but Arthur didn't really believe that most people were being truthful on online dating sites. Everyone just wanted to be matched with someone, right? So it was obvious they would...enhance their lives to make them loo
Lonely (trade: onceeverybluemoon)The voice came out of nowhere, as did the hand that snatched the pillow out of the young Brit’s hands. “What’s this?”Lonely (trade: onceeverybluemoon) by Guil-T-Pleasurez
“Hey!” Arthur protested, trying to grab it back. But the other boy held it out of his reach. “Gilbert, give that back!”
“Why should I?” he teased, holding it even higher in the air.
Arthur scowled at him. “Don’t use your height to your advantage, jerk!”
Gilbert laughed at him for a moment, then actually took a moment to actually look at the pillow in his hands. “… God this is girly.”
Arthur’s face went crimson. “N-No it’s bloody not.”
“It totally is! And besides, it’s stupid looking.”
“Embroidery isn’t stupid, it’s useful!” Arthur protested.
“For what? Making yourself look even more girly?”
“I’m not a girl!” the Brit growled.
“Could’ve fooled me.”
SunsetThe English teen sighed silently looking ahead, his forest green eyes traveling over the scene before him; the sun was begging to set by the sea turning the sky shades of orange and hues of blue making it seem like the sky was in fire. It would be a lovely scene to share with someone. He had never seen a sunset so peaceful and beautiful as this one, was it maybe because he was watching it all alone? Maybe.Sunset by ChibiMinoru
He sighed once more letting his head hang low. He should have stayed behind like Francis had told him so. He should have stayed and never find out about Francis’ affair with one of his model friends. He should have stayed and he would still be with Francis being completely oblivious of the affair, but happy. Yes, he would rather be happy than to know the ugly truth.
“Who am I kidding?” The English teen whispered, his voice cracking much to his surprise. He didn’t want to cry for the French man, he didn’t deserve to have any tears shed. But why was he cr