Chapter 11- In Good Taste and Love
Miyu
"Y'know, Norge, eating other human beings is called Cannibalism. Spell it with me. Can-ni-bal-ism" Denmark said, trying to teach his boyfriend the dangers of humans eating humans. Sure it was kinda disgusting to see animals eat their own kinds, but eating human flesh was just downright creepy. Though, he wouldn't mind if it was for the sake of survival...
Norway couldn't hear. He was busy preparing the seasoning in the kitchen.
"Beef steak is a nice change to the usual reindeer or salmon," he thought.
Den squirmed, trying to break his leash attached to lamp.
"Denmark, get yourself together! Now pretend this is a battlefield. And Norway is your enemy. You've traveled far in harsh conditions only to be held captive. Speaking of which, you are quite hungry..." Denmark thought, eyeing Norway's ass.
"Norway is the enemy."
"I'm borrrrrrred" Ciel yawned out.
"Yes, but why must you cling onto me? Bugger off!" England tried push Ciel off of him.
Ciel and England were on one side of the room as France and Sebbie were on the other side. They were separated by a line drawn in the middle of the floor.
"I'm having zoooo much fun AVEC MON AMI ICI! Right Sebastian?" France mocked England, hugging tightly to his boy toy.
England just flipped a finger and stuck his tongue out, blushing slightly while continuing his script.
Mahou Workb*tch payed no attention to France. Instead, he was drawing a relationship chart on the wall.
"So this frog loves me for my face, but his true love is eyebrows. On the other hand, eyebrows can't return his feelings to frog. But how does master feel about this?" Sebbie thought. "Hey, master, do you love me?" He shouted across the room.
"What? Hell no! Why would I when I know you're gonna eat me in the afterlife!" Ciel shouted back, denying any feelings.
Sebbie went back to drawing. "Note to self: Master shows tsundere-like traits.
"I can hear voices on the other side!~" Hungary happily exclaimed. "The problem is how to break the wall."
"We could wish," Japan suggested.
Hungary glared at him.
Japan jumped before replying with another answer.
"We could find the most logical way and pretend this is a horror visual novel and you're the bishojo stuck with me."
Hungary was pleased. "That's better, though scratch the last part out."
Russia buried himself in the snow, hoping his sister wouldn't find him.
"Nii-san, where are you?" Belarus called out, passing by America again.
America saluted to his masterpiece. "Frosty the Snowman is complete!"
Belarus stared at America. She took out her pocket knife again and threw it towards the snowman, slashing its head.