Elizaveta,
...eh...Rebels...
I shouldn't have come...I feel sick...Why's England yelling at me?
...What did I do this time?
Uhm...w-what were we talking about? Everything's really blurry...
B-blurry...and spinning...
Imma take a siesta...
Anton...
Antonio,
OH NO.
England needs to back off!-
A-Ah, Toni, you alright?
...
OI, BRITISH BASTARD, IM GOING TO KILL YOU YOU SAD PIECE OF *This is censored for the well being of the Earth,..and inoccent bunnies* IF YOU DON'T LEAVE HIM ALONE. AND YES, IT WILL BE A PIT OF MARMITE!
YOUR CRAPPY FOOD!
Elizaveta
D: Ohh noeeeez!...I seem to say that a lot.
