Cornwall: Welcome to Ask Cornwall and Devon. I am Cornwall.

Devon: *sighs* and I am Devon...

Cornwall: Don't be like that! This is suposed to be fun!

Devon: Yeah... fun

Cornwall: It will be when people start asking questions!

Devon: o.o'

Cornwall: Don't give me that face... PEOPLE PLEASE! ASK REALLY PRIVATE QUESTIONS TO ANNOY DEVON~!

Devon: Shut up sheep shagger~!

Cornwall: Shut up Janner!

Devon: Oh clever Cornwall! You can't even come up with a good enough insult! *makes slightly hurt face*

Cornwall: BAH! I'll never be put down by your words!

Devon: Oh yeah, I'd like to see that!

Wales: You two! You two! Please stop! You'll wake up Cakeland(1).
Devon: Sorry, but she started it by being an annoying little brat!

Cornwall: I AM SO NOT!

Wales: Be quite Cornwall! *hits Cornwall*

Devon: *smirks*

Cornwall: *glares* YOU *BEEP* JANNER! YOU ALWAYS GO AND *BEEP* WIND ME UP!

Wales: Please ask them some questions... it might save me a headache...

Devon: See theres just no point in that! Wales sorts out your problems and does your job, you are SUCH a daddies girl!

Cornwall: *grinds teeth*

Wales: Ahh... you got his a bit wrong... I'm not her dad... she just stayed in my house for a while... and then she... and then she... and then she...*breaks down into tears*

Devon: I'm so glad you're not really my sister!

Wales: *sobs* Sister...

Cornwall: Shoo Wales Shoo! We don't need you! (ignored Devon's comment)

Wales: And you didn't need me... *cries and leaves*

Devon: *watches Wales leave crying* That was unfair... Cornwall

Cornwall: He's a weakling! Leave him be. ANY WAY GAIZ ASK US QUESTOINS!

Devon: Yeah, sounds cool I suppose. I still feel sorry for Wales though.

Cornwall: If we shouted loud enough he might come back or England might...

Devon: *Looks kinda depressed* No no, its fine...

Cornwall: Ehh? Does Iggy scare you...?

Devon: No Cornwall! Leave me alone... *walks off*

Cornwall: NOOOO! *throws conviniently placed, stale pastie at Devon*

Devon: *gets knocked out bye stale pasties*

Cornwall: EEEKKKK! I KILL HIM! *runs to Devon* Can you hear me Devon? Can you hear me?

Devon: shnackle wackle... francis drake... mumble... Falcon Scott... rant rant rant...

Cornwall: What have I done...

Narrator (Paca): And so the scene is set, what will happen to our heros-! *gets hit by Space* I mean counties... will Cornwall be able to revive Devon with some VERY private questions *hint hint* or will Cornwall have to do CPR on her only friend.

Cornwall: I AIN'T A LONER LIKE YOU!

Narrator (Paca): No...

Please ask questions, Space and Paca are bored~ They can be anything at all! Just review with your questions!

(1) Cakeland is some micronation in Wales. Named after a cat... called cake.