Expert procrastinator... Grrrrrr, dumb plot bunny, this isn't the plot u need to come up with!
Kiku sighed. His friends were at it. Again "He likes MEMore!" "No, me""ME" "me" "MeMeMe" "me me...ME!". " I can't handle this... I'll just follow Hungarysans advice." TheAsian said to himself, as he pushed to two arguing nations into a room. " You aren't comming Out untill this problem is resolved." Kiku locked the door and called Elizibeta. She would want to watch. Turkey and Greece stared at the door. They didn't know Japan could be angry. Orcruel, they mentally addedeyeing each other. Heracles walked to the right side of the room and layed down on the couch, napping. " Oi, dont nap now, bastard!" turkey shouted at the man err nation. Sighing, he observed his surroundings. A small kitchen was in one corner and a tableto the other. The couch was off to the side, yet still in the middle( sense made?) andboth the walls and floor werewhite as the ceiling looked liked the night sky. Suddenly, something dawned on him. " Oi, bastard why do YOU get the couch!" If one looked closely enough, one would have seen Greece smile just so slightly at that. Untill the Turkish man dragged him off the couch.
written at 1:19 in the morn. Yeah,procrastination eeeexxxpppeeerrt. Derderderrererderder hehehe, sweepy time|!