Chapter 5- In France~
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So, now on Ciel, he was swimming... Yeah.
he wasn't out a breath, and started to sing random ords that came to his head.
"...so it turned out the lady got raped, yahoo~" he sang. When he reached land he didn't give a damn about the people who looked at him funny.
His "glorious" butt started to show, so...
"W-wahoo~! What a beauty, honhonhon~"
Ciel looked up. It couldn't be. The man winked. "Hello there, mon ami. I am France, but call me Francis. Vous avez l'air très sexy, non?"
Ciel didn't understand a word he said. Cuz he speaks Japanese. And English. I think...
"What the..."
France pinched Ciel's butt cheek. "Aiee! You bloody cunt!" France laughed, not understanding a word, either. "Ehee, I think that means tu es mon papa maintenant~"
So, France was dragging naked Ciely down to his house. And somewhere, the Panchira song was playing.
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"Parlez-vous Francais? Oui! Parlez-vous Francais? Oui! Si tu peux le parler allez tombez la chemise!" singsong Francis who was still eying at his fresh new piece of meat he's about to fondle with
"I have no idea what you said frog, but go fuck a baguette for bloody sakes!" panicked Ciel
"Pu~ You're starting to sound like Angleterre! Oh yeah, I'm gonna to raep him later in his sleep. Too bad his dick blew-up"
"Croissant face, why is there #%#^$ on the table?"
"Ah oui, that's used to fill up your sweet gorgeous a** which to makes it easier to power my joytoy~ Now let me get my Anglais Capote. Wouldn't want to give you STDs ~ And it's tea flavored that you Brits like!"
"Uhh... S-T-D-s?"
Ciel, now twitching at the mention of getting frog germs, was AT HIS LIMIT.
"Better also get that rose scented lube~ Oi, mon cher! Quel est la probleme?" asked Francis who was opening a packet of rubber
"Don't touch me you cheese eating surrender monkey!" shouted Ciel
And with that, Ciel threw every $^%&%# and &$^&%# object he could possibly reach at the Frenchman.
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So with that France fainted, with a hand reaching out to Ciel.
"Je veux que tu te souviens de moi comme ton papa, mon garçon."
Ciel didn't understand, but with that, he said "Hell no."
Ciel quickly ran out of the house, covered with a blanket of course, and bumped into a man with bushy brows. "This place is fachking nahts!" Ciel screamed.
England blinked. "'fahcking nahts?' I'm pretty sure that that boy ran out of France's direcion..." England got worried. He slowly approached France's house, and there he saw France, lying on the floor, condoms all around him.
"S'il vous plaît ne me quitte pas, en Angleterre ..."
England stepped back cautiously.