I’ve now have had the singular and enjoyable experience of having a Hetalia fic narrated in my head by God Morgan Freeman. Jacques Cousteau covered the footnotes. Awesome.
Antarctica! Oh England ;3 And he probably has no idea why it is the children cry, too. Although, I suppose when you’re an empire(/anyone besides Antarctica in the fic) you also just don’t have to give a damn concerning someone who can’t say no.
I just wanted to hug Antarctica and invite him to my house and give him cookies and knit him little hats when he offered his extremophile phytoplankton. Adorable. So then it’s just that much more creepy when he’s gradually stripped of that childlike innocence :( But the good with the bad… I kind of aww’d about the big brothering going on with Norway.
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GodMorgan Freeman. Jacques Cousteau covered the footnotes. Awesome.Antarctica! Oh England ;3 And he probably has no idea why it is the children cry, too. Although, I suppose when you’re an empire(/anyone besides Antarctica in the fic) you also just don’t have to give a damn concerning someone who can’t say no.
I just wanted to hug Antarctica and invite him to my house and give him cookies and knit him little hats when he offered his extremophile phytoplankton. Adorable. So then it’s just that much more creepy when he’s gradually stripped of that childlike innocence :( But the good with the bad… I kind of aww’d about the big brothering going on with Norway.