Title: Cerulean [FF.NET] [ Writing Journal Previous Chapters ]
Pairing: Main: AmericaxEngland. Minor: CanadaxUkraine, SwedenxFinland, DenmarkxNorway, SpainxSouth Italy.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Humor/Drama/Alternate Universe
Word Count: 3,521
Summary: Arthur is spending a normal summer at his father's beach house in Cape Cod, when he encounters the extraordinary in the form of an enthusiastic young merman named Alfred, who holds an intense curiosity for Arthur. Over one summer, they'll fall in love. Over one summer, their lives will change forever.
Chapter Summary: Why was it so hard for him to smile? Arthur was so weird. He knew most humans didn’t act like Arthur. At least, the ones he saw out on their boats were usually pretty jovial.
They also, far more often than not had other people with them, unlike Arthur, who came out in the yacht by himself. Alfred sighed inwardly, gazing up at the sky and wrapping his fingers around the camera. Pleasantly warm breezes skimmed across the top of the waves, causing the boat to rock gently.
“Hey Arthur, don’t you have any friends?”
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in updates on this one. For some reason I struggled with this chapter a lot!
Derek- Denmark
Katyusha- Ukraine
( Not everyone has a big idiotic smile they can just turn on like a light switch! )
Pairing: Main: AmericaxEngland. Minor: CanadaxUkraine, SwedenxFinland, DenmarkxNorway, SpainxSouth Italy.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Humor/Drama/Alternate Universe
Word Count: 3,521
Summary: Arthur is spending a normal summer at his father's beach house in Cape Cod, when he encounters the extraordinary in the form of an enthusiastic young merman named Alfred, who holds an intense curiosity for Arthur. Over one summer, they'll fall in love. Over one summer, their lives will change forever.
Chapter Summary: Why was it so hard for him to smile? Arthur was so weird. He knew most humans didn’t act like Arthur. At least, the ones he saw out on their boats were usually pretty jovial.
They also, far more often than not had other people with them, unlike Arthur, who came out in the yacht by himself. Alfred sighed inwardly, gazing up at the sky and wrapping his fingers around the camera. Pleasantly warm breezes skimmed across the top of the waves, causing the boat to rock gently.
“Hey Arthur, don’t you have any friends?”
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in updates on this one. For some reason I struggled with this chapter a lot!
Derek- Denmark
Katyusha- Ukraine
( Not everyone has a big idiotic smile they can just turn on like a light switch! )