MosspathOfRiverclan

Ah, the start of the whole 'Oh my God! I live next door to a communist!' scare starts in this chapter. Boy is THIS going to be fun to write. *rolls eyes* Warnings: Cussing (Alfred is such a potty mouth in my fics), commie fears also known as the Red Scare, McCarthyism, poor Ludwig's embarrassment to Alfred's crazy ideas and/ or activities, the start of the Korean War Currently I'm working on a one-shot based on the events between Ludwig and Alfred at the Chicago's World's Fair. This chapter gives you a little peek at it. By the way, I have this head-canon that Alfred likes to take photos of big moments in history for him or just moments he

"Don't worry about it Cry," "But-" "Don't worry about it," "Well, alright," The famous Mr. Pewds and a gentleman named Cry had decided to do a little Skype-ing together, play some Bloody Traplands, maybe a G-MOD or two. They even thought about getting some recording done, but you know. Things happen. "Goddammit Cry, how'd you do that?!" Pewdie demanded as he watched the green animal with a yellow blanket clear what seemed to be an impossible obstacle for Senor Pewds. "Just hold shift then release and do this!" Cry instructed enthusiastically, killing himself for the sake of demonstrating the move for his friend. "So just hold shift and