AmericaxReaderIt was a Saturday morning and you were at the mall. Not to shop, you were there to watch people. For your psychology class you had to write a paper about people behavior in public places, which was due in a month and that the class had to observe a public area for an entire week. You didn't mind it that much, this assignment at least seemed more interesting than just writing a plain paper and it was kinda fun to just people watch. You went back to looking around the mall, watching as a mother scolded a child for touching something and a couple holding hands passed you. You wrote down a few notes and went back to looking around. The crowds varied in size as they passed, and you noted that most were either clusters of friends or families that had gone shopping together. You smiled, thinking about the times you go with your best friend [name] and just mess around in the stores. We'll have to hang out together again sometime, you thought, jotting down that two guys were arguing over someth
Across the Dimensions READERxENGLAND 7After Arthur and Britain exchanged their promise, the screen fizzled and entirely disappeared. You looked to Arthur, whom had still looked around the room if his future self was to reappear again. His eyes fell back on yours and rewrapped his arms around your waist. For the next hour, you both said nothing. You wanted for Arthur to talk, say something, other than to listen to the sound of waves against the ship or your breathing. You sighed and pulled your legs up and curled yourself against Arthur's chest.
A rap at the cabin door ended the silence, and Arthur stood up and placed you down, walking quickly to the door with a scowl on his face. "Yes?" One of his crew spoke to him in a quick, excited voice. The scowl left Arthur's face as he grabbed his coat and hat off a chair from the cabin and stepped out of the room, and you heard him shout to the rest of the crew. "Oi, lads! Turn in to port!! Tortuga awaits!." The joyous roar of the crew responded their captain, all awaiting f
Across the Dimensions READERxENGLAND 6You woke up the next morning to the shouts of the crew. Yawning, you sat up and looked around the room and remembered what happened last night. Hnngg, what is Britain going to think about this? You thought. This is his past self then..ugh. You rubbed your forehead. This is too confusing. You slipped out of the bed and pulled the covers to make it look at least kept and went to peak your head out of the door. One of the canons went off, and you let out a small cry and slammed the door back. 'They were attacking another ship. Or the other way around.' you thought. Immediately, you pulled the shard out of your hands and tried to remember how you got here You tried to stab Blitzwing with it Hmm, you thought, pulling your arm back. You slashed at the air, only able to make it crackle softly. "It can cut the border.." you whispered to yourself in amazement. You looked around and thought you might have to be outside to do it. Or near another power source. From outs
Across the Dimensions READERxENGLAND 5Captain Kirkland, aka Britain, stood up swiftly and turned to you. "Wot the bloody 'ell is that?!" You pushed your [h/c] hair off your forehead and glared at the Decepticon. He had flown up, canisters ready to fire at the ship when his face switched to show a red, glowing jack o' lantern grin on black metal. "My name iz Blitzwing!" He said, letting out an ear curdling laugh. "And jou're about to be slagged!" Blitzwing was interrupted with the blast of a pistol, one of the glass nobs on his head shattered when the shot collided with it. Captain Kirkland held the weapon out in his hand, the barrel still smoking. Your eyes went wide, and you thought, 'Damn, nice shot.' Blitzwing's face changed to an angry red one that had a visor and a noticeable gap in his teeth. A dangerous tone filled his voice, "Vatch it organic..jou don't vant to mess vith me.." Britain challenged this, his tone of voice just as serious, "Well it seems that I already 'ave, wouldn't yo