Silver FoxWolf:
Hungary: Ouch. Prussia,what in the world did you do to her? That aside,how long have you actually known that Italy was...not a girl?...(Poor Austria...And HRE too...)
Romano: *sulks* I've no idea what makes you happy other than tomatoes. *turns a tomato this way and that* Sigh,guess I'll forever be the source of aggravation for you,like everyone else here. -hmph-
Italy: Go ahead and pack your pasta supplies. *smiles* And some white flags too!
Germany: Oh,right. Invite Japan too. I'd like to try his nikujaga ^_^ And your best wursts.
Prussia: Eh...You're suspicious over...A roleplay? o.o
I'll give Austria a call later...
England: You're welcome! And enjoy the increased number of praises for three weeks! France shall be tearing in the meantime,hehe. (aside to France) ENGLAND'S COOKING IS NOT LETHAL,YOU BLOODY TWAT! *flings a scone straight into his mouth* Get it in your head! Or throat,rather...
America: *gets splattered in the process* Ehehehe...You're welcome... *wipes face*
Canada: You're underappreciated. How about a hug? And maple syrup? ^_^ Ah,I think I'll make you a cake too! Only with ice-cream and maple syrup! And maybe some pancakes too... *whispers* Uh,are you okay with the idea of Alfred's burger privileges being removed for some time?
France: *rolls eyes* Please,I have relatives living in Paris! When they find out why I've done so,ohohohoho,you'll wish you'd have chosen your words carefully. Aaaaaand your melodramatic act isn't really helping either. ALSO! I have a tiny bit of British blood in me,so insulting England equates to insulting me. *glare* Would you like me to extend the period of time for the 'cook-swap'? Or maybe ask Hungary to whack you with a frying pan again,albeit harder? *raises eyebrow* Are you asking me to play proof right in front of EVERYONE here?
Spain: Ne,Romano already told his little brother that he didn't want to go. T_T
Romano(again): *still sulking,though just a tiny bit more*
Picnic question:
Hungary: Invite whoever you like as well too!
Prussia: *gasp* Don't just grace it with your awesome influence! SPREAD IT! Spread the great awesome aura of His Supreme Lord of Awesomeness! Kesesese! *blink* Oh,it seems it's already gotten to me. *smiles*
Austria: *curtsy* As you wish.
England: Sure thing! ^_^ Any particular flavour you'd like?
America: *holds up a hand* Ah,tut,tut,tut! You can come as long as you DON'T annoy England. JUST for the day. If you live through that,I'll go make another Burger Cake for you. Okay?
Canada: Hey,why don't you come along as well? There'll be ice-cream! And pancakes with plenty of maple syrup!
Feline Alchemist: *accepts candy* Grazie! *nomnom* Wanna join the picnic too? :D
~oOo~
Prussia: I didn't do shit! Ok, I groped her, but is was ONCE and we've already buried it. And when she decided it would be fun to beat the living scheisse outta me, I was tryin to fight Roddy! He went all bitch on me and called in miss frying pan to save his ass!
Hungary: *rolls eyes at Prussia* Oh I found out at the same moment as Austria, though I had had my suspicions for a while… He was singing to us, and when his voice suddenly dropped a few octaves, I was certain. I'm still trying to get him to wear my dresses again, he was so cute in them!
Romano: But- You- *sigh* it's not like that… I'm just not good with so much attention, ok? I… didn't mean to hurt your jerk feelings, or anything… *pouts in defeat* Mi dispiace…
Italy: Ve, okay! *packs pasta stuff and white flags*
Germany: Ja, I will let him know. You… really want to try my wurst?
Prussia: If it involves Roddy and I, then that is VERY suspicious!
England: I shall! And I daresay I will enjoy France crying even more! :D
France: It is for those with superior pallets! Like moi, pour example~ Ack- hack- *spits out scone* Bleh! Oh-honhonhon, that is certainly not the first time I've heard that one~ X3 (FA: Sorry, I had to…)
America: Ick! This better not be France's spit… Gross dude.
Canada: I am, thanks for noticing, and that would be lovely :) *hugs and accepts maple syrup* Wha- Really? I would LOVE one! That honestly sounds fantastic! S-Sil vous plait? *sigh* as much as I would love to see him without a burger in his face for once, if such action were taken against him, he would spiral into depression and come over here to ravage my house for burgers… That, or he'd point some absurd (but still terrifying) amount of weaponry at you until you gave his McDonald's back.
France: Ah, what act, mon cherie? All you are seeing is pure, raw emotion. While I pity the brash sang d'Angleterre that courses through your veins, I would rather not have his cooks in my beautiful home for longer than necessary, if you don't mind. *cringes* Et, non, I would not like to relive that…
Spain: Aww… But Lovi, I'll be lonely without you!
Romano: *growl* I already said I wasn't going! Stop pestering me, bastard!
Spain: Ignore him, amiga, he's coming with me and he will behave. *pointed glare at Romano*
Romano: W-Whatever, bastard…
Hungary: Well thank you dear! I'll try and get Austria to come after all!
Prussia: Now you're talking! Kesesese, you bet I will! :L
England: Oh any flavor would be exquisite! Although, I would rather like to try rum flavor… if you can manage it…
America: Wha? Then it won't be any fun! But that cake was amazing… Tell you what. I am gonna try my hardest, but if I cave, I get at least 2 free burgers for trying, k? I may not be able to stay outta Iggy's hair for very long! XD
Canada: That sounds wonderful! You really mean it? I can c-come too? Thank you!
Feline Alchemist: Really? I wouldn't miss it for the world! I'm so excited! I'll catch a ride with America and Canada! Is that cool guys?
America: Sure! You can sit in back with Mattie!
Canada: it's fine with me… Parlez-vous Francais?
Feline Alchemist: Oui monsieur ^^ *to Silver FoxWolf* See you there!
