"Ehh? So you think Belarus Stole our clothes Ivan?"
Ivan seemed to think before answering."I suppose so.
Gilbert stared
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" THATS IT?"
The ridged country glared at the ex nation.
" Do you have any other guesses?"
Gilbert stared for awhile before sighing "No."
"Ivan." The county stared at Gilbert. "what?"
"I'm bored"
*SLAM!*
The blond crouched into a fetal position while babying his head. None the less Gilbert didn't bother Ivan for while.
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*poke*
*poke*
"Ivan"
The stoic male growled, he snapped his head towards the trembling male "WHAT?"
The blond pointed behind him.
Ivan turned his head to see what he feared.
It was Belarus with a rope in hand.
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"AHHHHH!"
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