South Korea stifled a chuckle with his napkin as he watched America go through a series of faces ranging from surprise to exaggerated disgust.
"You can't just tear it apart like that!" the American cried as North Korea separated his burger into what appeared to be every food group, setting the parts of the bun off to one side, piling all the vegetables together, and setting the meat patty right in the middle of it all. "It's not a burger any more when you do that!"
"That's the point," the Northern brother grunted, spearing a piece of lettuce with a plastic fork. "This way no one can say you got me to eat one, because it's not one any more."
Of course, if it hadn't been for the American's offer to pay for all three of them, North Korea most certainly would have refused. But American food or not, he would not turn up the opportunity for a free lunch. South Korea had known this when he'd invited North along with them today, thinking maybe it would make him lighten up a bit, getting a treat like that. So far, the strategy seemed to be working. It was much better to be arguing over the correct method to eat a burger than nuclear policy right?
That didn't stop America from pouting childishly though. After taking a loud slurping drink of his soda, he gestured with his cup towards South Korea, who was proudly demonstrating the correct way to consume the American treat. "Why can't you just be normal like that?"
"Rike dis, Norff!" South Korea offered both of them a cheeky smile through a mouthful of burger, to which America smiled back brightly and North simply rolled his eyes.
"Normal? That is not normal."