ZeldaLover29

Five Tailed Demon Dog

Nelfan

Umm... hi... Salam kenal, pak. Nama saya (pakai pen-name aja, nggak apa-apa,

ya) Sembiring Kembaren.

I'm, uh... from Indonesia, but I'm just a human. Sorry, I don't know any Dutch

words, I'm hoping you can tell me a few words. How's your relationship with

Belgium now? I hope your doing well with her. And Spain, too, how are doing

with him now? And Indonesia? I hope your doing okay with her too.

Tell me a little about Holland, 'kay? I heard it was really nice there. And,

sorry for the VERY long mail.

Tuhan Berkati.

-Sembiring Kembaren

Lieve Sembiring,

Getting me to brush up on my Indonesian, hè? It's been a while...

Ha, that's okay. Here's some Dutch for starters:

Hallo, mijn naam is Sembiring Kembaren, en ik spreek niet veel van de Nederlandse.

Halo, nama saya Sembiring Kembaren, dan saya tidak berbicara banyak Belanda

Belgie and I are getting along like we always do. She comes over to my house and bosses me around and cleans up. Apparently even if I live alone I'm not allowed to have a messy house. It's not that bad, just a coat here and my assorted pipes or other household objects, but she's convinced its why I don't have many people come over anymore.

Not everyone can be as extroverted as my sister, but she'll never believe me.

Spanje? Hmm... Spanje and I got along terribly when i was living with him, so I guess comparatively we're getting along great. Honestly, we don't hang out that much, he's really too chatty. And if I invite him, it's like inviting Lovino and generally me and Lovino don't get along. It's cause he doesn't ever shut up about Spain.

Trust me. He's either talking about Spain, tomatoes, his brother, or complaining. Sometimes all four at once.

Also, his name isn't Romano. That's his country title; it means "Roman" in Italian. Thus he is Roman Italy, and his brother is Venetian Italy. His name is Lovino, just like the other is Feliciano. I guess a lot of you humans didn't actually catch that.

Last Indonesië. Well, I kinda raised her, and then she got big and wanted her independence. I figured that was supposed to be a message; like "Time to leave me alone, Vaartje" and I stopped trying to be a part of her life. I guess I was kinda hurt, too; and was trying to punish her, pretty childishly, by not speaking to her. Until recently we hadn't had any conversation outside of business stuff during conferences.

So you can bet Belgie is going to rub that one in my face.

I have royals, like England, but am a constitutional monarchy. I have a bunch of beaches [which actually makes me a popular vacation spot]. As you may already know, coffee shops can get a permit so they can sell small quantities of pot to people and prostitution is also legal here. I do that a bunch of shit from some of my more uptight friends *coughcoughEnglandcoughcough* for that, but the fact is, if there is going to be prostitutes, why not make sure that these women are not being abducted or forced to do it and why not make sure they have access to birth control and condoms? And really, the only way to do that is to legalize it so we can regulate it. Same thing with pot. If we can legalize and regulate it, that means we can stop it from being a gateway drug, and we can make sure that people aren't getting tainted stuff that will harm them.

Sorry about the rant.

Anyway, come visit. I'm sure you'll have a nice time.

-Nederland