Here's another France, this time by Alix Cohen!
Bonsoir, mon cher. It is so nice to see that you have admirers, and I could not resist adding to their number once more.
Cher Amérique is mistaken: I did in fact tell him what I resolved for the new Year; however, he persisted in the childish assumption that I was joking. What did you do to that poor boy's sense of humor?
Next Monday is the day of Saint Valentine. You have free time, oui? Perhaps you can visit for the evening, and then I will tell you what my resolution it
Amour,
François
France,
A-Admirers? Well, Naturally, since I am the Great British Empire!
Somehow I don't think he was wrong to assume you were lying at all, Frog. You're a man of indulgences – you always have been. And our senses of humour are completely different! He's too brash to understand my humour.
I'm well aware that it's Valentines… I've been reminded by America, North Ireland, Wales, Scotland, South (I'm sorry, the republic of) Ireland, Spain, Denmark, Prussia and Italy… And I don't even speak to Italy that often!
L-like hell I'd visit your home! In the evening, on Valentine's day, of all the preposterous-
A-Although, I am holding a party at my house – Not that I wanted to, it's my brothers that bugged me – And I wondered if you would come.
N- not that I want you to! I-It's nothing as preposterously ridiculous as that! R- really! I-It's just, Scotland wanted you to, and all… T-that's it, really!
W-well, see you there…
England.
P.S. There will be lots of people at the party, so don't think you can do anything vulgar!
Lol, tsun~tsun~dere!