From France (makeshift-rolley)

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Dear Angleterre,

What makes you want me to taste your scones? They are très mal. Even if you think they're 'well-made', they're still terrible compared to moi. Don't worry if you just let me teach you how to cook, you'll do better. As of now, I'm just going to rub it into your face until you let me cook for you. Again with your short temper, I'm not sure how are you going to get people to write letters to you. Also if you don't cook any better, I'm not sure if people won't even come close to you.

So, how are you Angleterre? I'm sure it's as cold and damp there. That's why your hair is just as soggy as ever when you come into meetings. Wait, your hair's been wet and soggy ever since I've met you. Oh Angleterre, when would things change? Ever since I've met you, we've always been at war.

Mais, it's so fun to insult you. :D

Francis Bonnefoy, France

P.S. If you don't want me to cook for you, I've sent you cooking books. But they're in français.

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Idiot Frog,

Stop insulting my precious scones! I do not need you to show me how to cook because, for the last time, I can cook just fine already! And they are well made, you damn wanker! Though you wouldn't know that since you, of course, have no taste in good food.

As if I would let myself eat any of the disgusting French garbage you call food. Only your population would dare have snails as a meal.

My temper rises for feasible reasons but mainly it's the people like you who piss me off! And please, look how many people have already sent me letters!

Won't even come close to me? Speak for your own damn self! I don't know why both you and Alfred hate my cook so damn much (Because everybody else seems to like it) but I am not going to change a bloody thing about my cooking! Not if my artistic British cuisine keeps you away from me!

HA! As if you give a hell about how I am! Even after you've insulted me!

It seems as if we are getting into each other's looks now, are we?

Well your girly hair (that could never beat mine) and that godforsaken beard-thing makes you look like some homosexual rapist...which you are. And why do you have curves? No man has curves!

It depresses me that you had to pass it down to the only good North American country out there. What was his name? He was Alfred's brother right? Wait, Alfred does have a brother...right?

N-no matter! I feel as if I have insulted you just enough that I can go and have my hourly tea. And scones. Hmm...actually, instead of scones, how about two biscuits, made fresh from the kitchen. Wait, why am I telling you all of this!

~Arthur Kirkland

P.S. Yes, I have received them. Too bad, I used them to help put out the fire in my kitchen after I succeeded in making biscuits. Ahh...they were delicious...

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I'm sure all of you know this already but not everything Iggy says is true. I'm not trying to be offensive...just realistic XD

Because...

French people can cook

Arthur cannot

I love escargot (French snails)

France is sexy

Canadians rule

Oh and makeshift, don't worry, you sounded totally like him to me!