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.