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"I love you, dear, but I cannot marry you."
You, and everyone else in the class, looked up from writing down notes to give your Theater teacher a confused look. You and the rest of the class were in the middle or writing down the notes on the chalk board until he randomly said that...
Leaning over to whisper in your ear, Alfred said, "Just who exactly is Mr.Crazy-Pants talking to?"
Shrugging, you said, "Dunno..."
Finally, a girl who sat a few seats down hesitantly raised her hand and asked, "Uh, sir? What are you talking about?"
Mr.Johnson grew a big smile, happy that someone finally asked, "Glad you asked, honey." Standing up from the swivel chair, he took some steps off the stage and said, "I love you dear, but I cannot marry you! It's a game!"
"Are we gonna play?" Alfred asked, excited about finally getting a chance to goof off in class.
"Yep!" He said before explaining the game. Apearantly, whoever went first was suppose to ask a person of their choice to marry them. With the straightest face possible, the person getting asked had to simply say, "I love you, dear, but I cannot marry you." Replacing 'dear' with their name. If the person getting asked laughes, they lose and they have to be the one asking next.
"You guys wanna play it?" He asked and everyone nodded. Of course everyone wanted to play instead of work. "Alright than, everyone stand up and get on stage and make a big circle!"
Quickly, you and Alfred stood up, placing your notebooks on the ground by your backpacks. Since your theater class was in the auditoriam, you guys didn't really get the best work places such as tables, but it was nice to sit on the couchened chairs!
Following everyone, you and Alfred squeezed your way in between two people, being a part of the big circle your class made.
Clapping his hands together, Mr.Johnson said, "Alright, who wants to go first?" Immediately, almost everyone raised their hands, eager to be the one proposing. "Okay... You!" He said, pointing at a boy. "Now go to the center of the circle."
The boy did and, for some odd reason, went to a boy and asked him. Probably his best bro...
Everyone seemed to laugh at the weird conversation between the two. Huh? He wants him to bear his children?
"Ten bucks says I can make you laugh." Alfred whispered in your ear and you immediately grew competitive.
Giving him that competitive grin of yours, you said, "Ten bucks says you can't!"
"You wanna bet?"
"Will you marry me?" A girl voice said, startling the two of you. Turning, you found a really cute blond girl starting straight up at Alfred. You two were so busy talking you didn't realize how long the game had been going on.
Alfred blinked before hysterically laughing. You were actually shocked at how much he laughed. You went wide eyed when you realized what he was doing. Of course, he was faking.
"Alright, Jones," Mr.Johnson said, "You lost. Now get out there."
"Yes, sir!" He said, trading spots with the blond girl.
Now you were positive he was going to propose to you in this silly, yet interesting game. As the teacher explained a few more things about acting and how you have to make things seem real, you and Alfred stared at each other. He was giving you the, "You're gonna lose!" stare.
"Now go," Mr.Johson said, waving his hand at him to continue the game.
Taking his steps toward you, he held that same competitive grin as his ocean blue eyes were still locked with your (e/c) ones. Finally stopping just about a foot away from him, he said, "__________, for all these years that I've known you, I have come to love you for who you are." He grabbed hold of your hand with both of his and you immediately felt uncomfortable. Your face actually heating up. He's faking it, _________! Don't fall for it! "Will you make this awesome hero a happy man and marry me?"
It was actually much harder than you thought to not laugh, especially with that weird-ass proposal...
Clearing your throat, you said, "I'm sorry, Alfred, I love you but I cannot marry you."
"But don't you want to bear my children?!"
Okay... That got you...
Immediately, you and everyone else burst out laughing. "Dammit, Alfred!" You yelled through your giggles, playfully punching him as he laughed triumphantly.
"Alright everyone!" Mr.Johnson said, laughing as well, "Get your things, it's almost time to go!"
The class did as told except you and Alred, whom was still laughing, "Ha! Seems like somebody owes me money!"
"Shut up!" You grumbled, "You made it seem too real in the begining! I don't think any one of us expected that last part! For a second I actually thought you were in love with me!"
He grinned widely, but didn't answer. Though, that told you a lot... "Are you in love with me?"
"It's a secret you'll havta find out!" He chimmed before skipping to his seat and getting his stuff.
You watched him in confusion before yelling, "Alfred F. Jones! Get back here and tell me your answer, dammit!"
You, and everyone else in the class, looked up from writing down notes to give your Theater teacher a confused look. You and the rest of the class were in the middle or writing down the notes on the chalk board until he randomly said that...
Leaning over to whisper in your ear, Alfred said, "Just who exactly is Mr.Crazy-Pants talking to?"
Shrugging, you said, "Dunno..."
Finally, a girl who sat a few seats down hesitantly raised her hand and asked, "Uh, sir? What are you talking about?"
Mr.Johnson grew a big smile, happy that someone finally asked, "Glad you asked, honey." Standing up from the swivel chair, he took some steps off the stage and said, "I love you dear, but I cannot marry you! It's a game!"
"Are we gonna play?" Alfred asked, excited about finally getting a chance to goof off in class.
"Yep!" He said before explaining the game. Apearantly, whoever went first was suppose to ask a person of their choice to marry them. With the straightest face possible, the person getting asked had to simply say, "I love you, dear, but I cannot marry you." Replacing 'dear' with their name. If the person getting asked laughes, they lose and they have to be the one asking next.
"You guys wanna play it?" He asked and everyone nodded. Of course everyone wanted to play instead of work. "Alright than, everyone stand up and get on stage and make a big circle!"
Quickly, you and Alfred stood up, placing your notebooks on the ground by your backpacks. Since your theater class was in the auditoriam, you guys didn't really get the best work places such as tables, but it was nice to sit on the couchened chairs!
Following everyone, you and Alfred squeezed your way in between two people, being a part of the big circle your class made.
Clapping his hands together, Mr.Johnson said, "Alright, who wants to go first?" Immediately, almost everyone raised their hands, eager to be the one proposing. "Okay... You!" He said, pointing at a boy. "Now go to the center of the circle."
The boy did and, for some odd reason, went to a boy and asked him. Probably his best bro...
Everyone seemed to laugh at the weird conversation between the two. Huh? He wants him to bear his children?
"Ten bucks says I can make you laugh." Alfred whispered in your ear and you immediately grew competitive.
Giving him that competitive grin of yours, you said, "Ten bucks says you can't!"
"You wanna bet?"
"Will you marry me?" A girl voice said, startling the two of you. Turning, you found a really cute blond girl starting straight up at Alfred. You two were so busy talking you didn't realize how long the game had been going on.
Alfred blinked before hysterically laughing. You were actually shocked at how much he laughed. You went wide eyed when you realized what he was doing. Of course, he was faking.
"Alright, Jones," Mr.Johnson said, "You lost. Now get out there."
"Yes, sir!" He said, trading spots with the blond girl.
Now you were positive he was going to propose to you in this silly, yet interesting game. As the teacher explained a few more things about acting and how you have to make things seem real, you and Alfred stared at each other. He was giving you the, "You're gonna lose!" stare.
"Now go," Mr.Johson said, waving his hand at him to continue the game.
Taking his steps toward you, he held that same competitive grin as his ocean blue eyes were still locked with your (e/c) ones. Finally stopping just about a foot away from him, he said, "__________, for all these years that I've known you, I have come to love you for who you are." He grabbed hold of your hand with both of his and you immediately felt uncomfortable. Your face actually heating up. He's faking it, _________! Don't fall for it! "Will you make this awesome hero a happy man and marry me?"
It was actually much harder than you thought to not laugh, especially with that weird-ass proposal...
Clearing your throat, you said, "I'm sorry, Alfred, I love you but I cannot marry you."
"But don't you want to bear my children?!"
Okay... That got you...
Immediately, you and everyone else burst out laughing. "Dammit, Alfred!" You yelled through your giggles, playfully punching him as he laughed triumphantly.
"Alright everyone!" Mr.Johnson said, laughing as well, "Get your things, it's almost time to go!"
The class did as told except you and Alred, whom was still laughing, "Ha! Seems like somebody owes me money!"
"Shut up!" You grumbled, "You made it seem too real in the begining! I don't think any one of us expected that last part! For a second I actually thought you were in love with me!"
He grinned widely, but didn't answer. Though, that told you a lot... "Are you in love with me?"
"It's a secret you'll havta find out!" He chimmed before skipping to his seat and getting his stuff.
You watched him in confusion before yelling, "Alfred F. Jones! Get back here and tell me your answer, dammit!"
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We actually played this in my theater class. I showed my bestfriend up when she was so sure that she had the best Poker-face in class. I actually said the, "Dont you wanna bear my children?" part xDD
So yeah... I haven't been posting much Readers-Insert stories in a while so I decided to make a quick one now. Is it obvious I didn't edit this?
Anywho,
I do not own America
Nor do I own you...
Enjoy~!
So yeah... I haven't been posting much Readers-Insert stories in a while so I decided to make a quick one now. Is it obvious I didn't edit this?
Anywho,
I do not own America
Nor do I own you...
Enjoy~!
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Did anyone else catch the Inuyasha reference?