Dear Ig,
Yeah, I get it! You don't want me to call you Iggy cuz it's your boyfriend's pet name for you. Aww! Ain't that sweet! ;)
And I know that the only reason that you insult me is because you can't deny my awesomeness so I accept your apology. And of course your imaginary friends wouldn't do it! It maybe because they're I don't know…not real? And there's no way you'd be able to force feed me a scone, I'm WAY to awesome for that!
With love (kidding!),
Prussia
P.S. If it is Peter doing it tell him Prussia will send him a batch of GOOD German-style cookies that West made.
Prussia,
Ugh. Better I guess. He's not my bloody boyfriend you twat.
No, I insult you becuase your ego is insanely out of proportion and needs to be beaten down before it comsumes us all. [strike]They totally are real![/strike] Oh, you'd be surprised. I've been force-feeding scones to people longer than you've been alive lad.
With animosity,
Arthur Kirkland
P.S. Tell him yourself.