APH: Shoot For The Moon Pt 2Alfred didn't know which was more amazing- the view or the sensation of zero gravity. He floats as lightly as a feather over to the window, and the sight takes his breath away. The earth seems to glow with a blue aura, and clouds stretch over the round surface. Below are sparkling seas in every shade of blue imaginable and the familiar shapes of countries around the world. There were different shades of green and brown, some flat, some bumpy. It really is a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white the bright blessed days, the dark, sacred nights. And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
Alfred floats back over to his four crew members. There was Arthur, of course, but also a Russian named Ivan Braginski and a quiet Japanese known as Kiku Honda. They were all Alfred's closest friends, but Ivan was kinda creepy. After all, he would be Alfred's partner on the moon, helping him collect moon rocks and conducting EVAs. There was this whole argument about
APH: Shoot For The Moon Pt. 1"Orion, this is Mission Control. Radio check, over."
"Roger, out." Alfred F. Jones, commander of the sixth Orion mission, replies smoothly. He was thrilled to be commanding Orion 6, because he and his crew were going to the moon. To follow in the footsteps of heroes like Neil Armstrong and Alan Shepard. Alfred's heroes. Alfred F. Jones was going to be the thirteenth American to walk on the moon. Woot, woot.
"Orion, this is Launch Control. Ready abort advisory check."
"Roger, check is satisfactory, out."
"Orion, this is Mission Control-aru. Side hatch is secure-aru." Yao Wang, a Chinese who proudly represented his nation was serving as CapCom for the mission. He would communicate with the crew while they were going to make history.
"Roger, we copy."
"Both cabin vent switches have been closed. We are now at T-5:00 to liftoff."
Five minutes! Five minutes until the launch of one of the greatest space missions in history! Right along with every moon landing. And Alfred was commanding
Nyotalia Episode 5"Commander! I found a crab!" Italy beams, dangling a dark red crab. "Just don't drown, okay?" Germany sighs. "Ah I found some fruit, Germany." Japan holds out a basket of fruit. "You can find a bit if you look around." She adds. "Wow! Those look delicious!" Italy admires. "I think there's plenty more back that way." Japan replies. "Heeey, Germany! Japan! Come on, let's swim already!" Italy fidgets impatiently. "This is actually kind of nice I've always wanted to spend time on a southern island." Japan smiles, watching Italy run around in the water. "Yeah." Germany agrees. "If someone were to rescue us, everything would be perfect."
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"Heeeey, Germany! I did some stuff so we can be allies!" Italy shouts. "It's been 10 days already, but okay." Germany mutters. "First, I got some stuff to make p
Nyotalia Episode 4"Harro. My name is Japan. I am very preased to meet you." The young girl with the short black hair, dark brown eyes, and colorful kimono nods politely.
"And so, I brought someone who will be our ally." Germany smiles. "Itary? I will be vely preased to meet her. Or so I'd rike to say, but she surery wouldn't be that girl flirting with those boys?" Japan frowns a little. "I wouldn't want to believe it either, but that's her." Germany smirks.
"Um, I signed here." Japan slides the paper back over to Germany. "Huh? Oh, just leave it there."
The Tripartite Pact among Japan, Germany, and Italy was signed.
Nyotalia Episode 3"Hey, Germany! I wrote a song for you, so come listen!" Italy beams, holding up a guitar. "What? For me? But I'm your okay, let me hear it." Germany frowns and turns to face Italy. "Germany, Germany, Germany is a really nice place! Even though I'm your prisoner you give me food, and it doesn't suck like English food. Sausages with cheeses always taste so good! It'd be heaven for a dog, yeah that's Germany! Tell me, how are you Germans so robust? You're crushing me with your intimidation! It just causes me to smile out of fear, but your men terrify me! Is it the norm to drink a barrel of beer and then bust it on somebody's head? Please don't come to my place in large mobs, 'cause sometimes German tourists are scary! Even the guys from Germany are more rugged then I am! Yahoo!" She sings and smiles when it's finished.
"Welcome home, Italy."