Dearest Misty,

I am no mutt! Perhaps you are the mutt in this situation, little girl. I demand an apology for such rude behavior! *huffs*

It's quite all right, dear. *smiles* It's a bit of a cute noise, you know. I'm not sure what it's supposed to be, however...how did you used to talk?

Humph. So rude...they're real...and he does? Really? That makes me feel a bit better...

I don't want to think about that. I refuse to think about that.

Goodness, you poor girl...I cannot even imagine the horrors of that dreaded place. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I'm surprised he let you down there, though...

Really? You do...?

It's not a contest! It's a matter of him approaching me. *huffs and blushes* It's not like I want him to say it first because I want to hear it...no...

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Your father has raised you horribly when it comes to violence. I'll be having a talk with him later about what's appropriate to show children when it comes to weaponry.

And you never know! I think half the world would kill him if that happened, dear. I already got rid of his chest hair, so I have to find something else to curse him with...*looks at Busby's chair*

Love,

Arthur

Dear Mom~

I do not apologize, it is not in my nature, da?

*blushes and hides face* no it isn't… it's a weird quirk that I wish to just disappear… when I was little I'd never once been with an English speaking nation until dad… Straight away after I was claimed from Mama (Missourian Indian Tribe) by Papa Spain I briefly learned Spanish and then I was bought by French Bastard and I learned a bit of French. This of course mixed with my Native American roots, and it gave me a bit of a weird accent *blushes* I used to get teased a lot for it~… Plus it gave me a bit of a... language tick (like Yao's "aru") whenever I would speak English … hahaha… It didn't go away until the mid-50s…

But it still slips every now and then and I find it embarrassing when it does… it's a girl thing you know? *blushes lightly*

Yes, but unfortunately he mistakes everything for ghosts… so it ends up terrifying him… *sighs*

… I was looking for the kitchen *eye twitch* I-I don't have a very good sense of direction you see… and I somehow ended up in that… place… TT . TT Is it legal to have ownership of shrunken heads and cracked human skulls in Russia…? TT . TT A-And why did so many of the torture devices still have fresh blood on it! *whimpers* Blood… so much blood…!

A-Ah! *coughs*

But yes~ I loved the Beetles~ ^ ^ They used to be my favorite band~ Ah, and another thing… is it true that a while back you went through a 'punk phase' and ended up dyeing your hair green~?

Ah I see, that's understand able~ but you're both stubborn so I don't know… Really, you two have been in denial for centuries!

Huh~ ah, it isn't all of us don't worry~! ^ ^ It's just the top 20 of us (crime rate wise~) I'm happy to say that I am #16 =3~! In fact~ I used to be quite violent back in 1912 when I was a part of the Civella Crime Family (or the Kansas City Crime Family… whatever~) Haha~ anyway, I just quit back in 1995 after that old man kicked the bucket~! Wow~ those were some really fun times… ^ ^~ * mumbles to self-* Maybe I should back and visit everyone to see how they are… or better yet join up again… *thinking about it*

Yeah~ you're probably right. Pfft like hell that bastard'll get me pregnate! *huffs* … Besides… I don't think dad would be too happy with French Colonies in his country… though he'd be happy to have grandkids I guess = . =… Anyway, no. That is NOT an option.

*shrugs* Have fun Mom~ don't let Mr. Russia destroy it… again.

With a Smile~

Misty