A collaboration between me and and the ever kick-assness of Jackidy!.
Disclaimer: We do not own Arthur, Alfred, Barack, Final Fantasy, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Scotland, Ireland, or any of the other countries. Or Lagers.
Letters From An American
Dear Arthur,
Sorry to dreg up old memories. You make me glad that I only have the one brother, and to be perfectly honest, I think Canada's been terrified of me since the chainsaw incident. Do I Fail, or do I Win? And the dick in charge of the Dib Lems is the evil one. No, the Evil One. And don't you forget it.
England, you know for a fact that your cooking is classified, by the Geneva Convention, as a Weapon of Mass Destruction! I take back nothing! I'd rather eat frog legs again than your biscuits. Oh yes, I went there! Whatcha gonna do about it?!
Japan just sent me a new game. Final Fantasy XIII. Not up to his normal standards though, I finished it in under a week. China is still pissed at my leader for all the money we owe him. Keeps saying that if I keep screwing him over that, I might as well bend him over and do it for real. How's that for a mental image? Makes me shiver. But not with antici...PAtion.
And just for a final blow, FRANCE IS AFTER YOUR VITAL REGIONS AGAIN!
All my love! :P
Alfred.
PS. You might wanna tell Germany to come and get Italy off of my couch. Again. What did that Kraut do to him, he's become addicted to lagers!
