Week 2- Day 4
The only day he was woken up by his brother and it was with a blast from the damn gun. Coincidentally, the same thing happened to 1p Canada and America. But that's beside the point. "What are you doing in my house?" he asked. "Nothin' just decided to stop by and say Mornin' Besides, I stopped by McDonalds for a burger and pancakes. Apparently they know you 'cuz they gave me a whole f_ing bag of syrup," Allen held up the bags. "As soon as you drop my food off, you leave," James muttered. "No way man! Then again those punks out there need a lesson or two. Fine," 2p America agreed grumbling a string of curse words (Oliver would kill me if I wrote them in). Meanwhile the other guy sat on his computer.
Dear James,
Priviet! My big sister Ukraine doesn't have a computer so she asked me to write on her behalf. She asked if it ever gets too cold, to visit her so she can make a scarf for you, da? She's been making them now that winter is coming and she seems to have made one too many.
From,
Russia
He smiled tiredly. How nice of someone to offer him something. He didn't think he needed a scarf at the moment but he'd heard rumors of 1p Russia before. They didn't sound pretty whatsoever.
Russia,
Sure
-2p Canada
He didn't feel like writing anything else at that moment. End of story. Besides, who wants to write when there's pancakes waiting to be drowned in syrup while beating up your brother? He surely couldn't!
Two things. This was just written and tossed on here the minute I finished. Two. Canada. CAN'T. Wait. For. Pancakes. Doesn't matter which Canada it is. If they have pancakes, they'll drop everything they're doing to go eat them. Don't forget to review~
Priviet (not sure if I spelled that right) = Hello! in Russian