"C'mon, Lovi, please?"
"NO."
"Please? Pretty please?"
"DAMMIT, I SAID NO, ASSHOLE!"
"But why?!"
"Pocky is disgusting!"
"Don't let Japan hear you say that."
"I'm still not doing it! I can tell your perverted motions behind it and I won't go through with it!"
"Ohonhonhon~ Maybe you would like to play with me, non?"
"CHIGIIIIII!"
Stomp.
Stomp.
Stomp.
Slam.
"...Dammit, France."
"Heh, sorry, mon ami."
"You have three seconds to run."
"Lovi?"
"What, bastard?"
"Can we play the Tomato Game?"
"The what?"
"The Tomato Game!"
"...No."
"Oh, come on, you don't know what it is!"
"Still no."
"It's like the Pocky Game, only-"
"FUCK. NO."
"-we use tomatoes!"
"..."
"...?"
"...Fine."
The tomato is placed.
"Dammit, you bastard."
"Heh, heh."
Kiss.
Blush.
Lick.
Slap.
"DAMMIT, I KNEW YOU WERE A PERVERT!"
Stomp.
Stomp.
Stomp.
Slam.
Click.
"...Worth it!"