No, the frying pan left me alone. It seems that Japan has outdone himself yet again.
And I'd love to give Canada elocution lessons. It's really something France should have taken care of when he was a boy, but I suppose he never got the chance when England took him over and by then, he had given up after trying to teach America...
What is that assignment you mentioned…matchmaking?
Love,
Austria
My dear Austria,
Thank you so much for helping me with this. Can you start on Tuesday?
Remind me to thank Japan profusely next time I see him.
My assignment…matchmaking's a good word for it. We need to make Canada more visible to the object of his affection, so that said object will quit stalking us. (And France is on our side currently, so the robotic frying pan can still be an asset.)
Much love,
Hungary
Ma cher,
How are you, amie? Please tell me the frying pan that moved on its own was a hallucination brought on by a concussion from you attacking me for being outside Austria's window? Which, by the way, was completely innocent...I was merely looking for an item I dropped...
Russia has no sense of humor? Ah, very well. I shall merely admire Ukraine and her lovely tracts of land from afar...
Concerning Prussia...while I still do not believe he is the right person for my Mathieu, I would like to know if you wish me to do anything to help your case.
France
France,
Don't try to be cute with me. The new frying pan is a Japanese invention, and it seems it's already making itself useful. I've programmed it to guard Austria's house; thought you might like to know.
Regarding Operation Maple Beer: Matt needs someone to buy him more visible clothes. What he wears only helps him blend into the background. Can you take him shopping tomorrow?
Make sure his new wardrobe is tasteful. I can always reprogram the new frying pan.
Thank you,
Hungary
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