As soon as England arrives to his house he throws his coat to the floor and stands there staring at nothing in particular. The pasta loving idiot…. Dead? England shook his head and picked up the box containing his new computer. He had an idea on how to figure that out. He carried his computer upstairs but stopped midway up and spun around. No one. Strange, he felt like someone was behind him. He continues upstairs and connects his computer and everything. Once he starts everything up he instantly installs 'BotherCountries' and signs in.
BritishWitchcraft [BW] began bothering ArachnidsGrip [AG]
BW: Vriska, I have a favour to ask of you.
AG: Whoaaaaaaaa
AG: You messaged me first 8o
BW: Yes yes, now about that favour.
AG: What the hell?! Who are you to command me? I ask favors of you, not the other way around.
BW: Oi can I not ask a favour of you for once? After all I was the one who listened to your blabbering.
AG: It is NOT 8la88ering! Keep talking if you want a favor of me!
BW: Oh for the sake of my tea, I do not want to beg to you but I will add this ridiculous word, Vriska can you PLEASE do a favour for me?
AG: Ugh... may8e.
AG: W8 how the hell do you know my name?
AG: I don't even know your name!
BW: A little lad told me.
BW: Just call me England, lets skip introductions now and get to the point.
AG: Who the fuck is this 'lad' you are talking a8out?!
BW: FOR FUCKS SAKE LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE
AG: Jegus so demanding.
BW:…..
AG: Fine, what is it?
BW: Thank you, can you check on one of my fellow Countries? I can not seem to contact him and he does not answer the door.
AG: Nope.
BW: What the bloody hell?! Why not?!
AG: Mainly 8ecause I can only watch you.
BW: When you put it that way it sounds creepy. Does someone on your planet watch him?
AG: Yeah pro8a8ly.
BW: Could you possibly ask someone?
AG: Ugh so much work!
BW: Oh my….. PLEASE ASK I BEG OF YOU.
AG: Just 8ecause you asked politely Im considering it. What's his name?
BW: Italy.
AG: …..
AG: A guy?
BW: Yes.
AG: You need to 8e more specific.
BW: Uh light brown hair, curl on the right of his head. He might be wearing his blue uniforme….. Oh and he is quite the cheery one.
AG: Fine, I will ask 8ut not if I need to do a lot of things.
BW: Thank you.
AG: So far no luck.
BW: So no one… uh watches him?
AG: Someone pro8a8ly does. I can ask grumpy nu8s.
BW: Uh ok?
AG: He isn't around.
BW: Drat, could you possibly ask him if he gets back from whenever he wandered off to?
AG: May8eeeeeeee.
BW: What could I possibly do to have you ask?
AG: How a8out you try out my typing quirk until you find him? :::D
BW: How about no?
AG: Then I guess you will never find his wherea8outs.
BW:…..
BW: Fine.
AG: Yessssssss, I get an apprentice!
BW: I never agreed to being your apprentice!
AG: Hey there, you didn't use my quirk!
BW: Uh right sorry.
BW: *8eing*
AG: 8etter.
BW: I have a question, If I can?
AG: As long as you use the quirk 8)
BW: Do you know when it will 8e my turn to enter the game?
AG: Hehe you are using it. Yeah I do know, you will 8e one of the last ones to enter.
BW: Alright.
AG: Is that all you needed?
BW: Just about it, yeah.
BW: *a8out*
AG: Then I need to go now, surprisingly to you I am 8usy.
BW: Right, sorry. Thank you for doing my favour and answering my question.
AG: Yeah yeah, good8ye.
BW: Goodbye.
BW: *Good8ye*
ArachnidsGrip [AG] quit bothering BritishWitchcraft [BW]