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 Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 12:16 pm
Sweden
opens the door "'llo. c'me 'n"
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 12:28 pm
Sweden
"he's w'th Russia."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 1:35 pm
Denmark
*sees Norway and Iceland outside* Oh there you guys are! What are you doing out here? *sees Norway clenching his stomach* Hey! What's wrong, Norge?! D=
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:06 pm
(( So you're the one who wrote the Wife Swap! Just to let you know, I love you so much. X3 ))
Iceland
He hears Denmark and turns around. "What the hell are you doing here?!" He snarls, clenching his fists tightly.
Russia
He holds the phone tightly in his hands. "No, no, no dear sister~. I will call Литва is you don't leave America and I alone. Speaking of which," He looks around. "Where is he?" o.o
Romano
He continues running after Vatican. "If you stop, I'll make you some almond biscotti! Just. Stop. Running!" scream
Spain
"Ooh~! Almond biscotti sounds delicious!" :3
Romano
"Shut up tomato b*****d!" He swings the bible, missing again by a few inches. "s**t!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:12 pm
America
hides behind couch "Phew, I'm safe...."
Mexico
zips by America "Hey you! I need your help in finding your brother. C'mon!" she grabs him and drags him, while searching for Canada.
America
"GAH!" gonk
Vatican City
he stops running "Biscotti, you say? YAY~!" he tackle glomps Romano, knocking him down. x3
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:33 pm
Romano
"Did you just jump on me?!" He tries to push off Vatican without any success. Sighing, he pats Vatican's head. "It's amazing to know that you're way older than me sometimes. =_=;
Prussia
"Oh s**t!" He looks around and grabs a beer can, hurling it at Mexico. He then ducks behind the couch. "The awesome me has to make sacrifices sometimes." He mumbles to himself quietly.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:37 pm
Mexico
feels something hit her head "OW! What the-?!" senses someone behind the couch "Oh no! You did NOT just hit me!" drops America and goes after her thrower.
America
"Yay, I'm free!" x3
Vatican City
he nuzzles Romano "I want my biscotti now, please~?" :3
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:44 pm
Prussia
He hears footsteps and runs, chooisng to hide behind behind Russia. "Oh s**t. Now I wish I didn't do that."
Russia
"Eh? What are you doing hiding behind me? Isn't that childish?"
Prussia
"Shut up, stupid! And don't say anything about this! Ever!"
Romano
"There's just one problem....you're gonna have to get off of me. As in, right now." stare
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:48 pm
Mexico
"There you are, you b*****d!" evil she gets her spear out and heads towards Prussia.
America
hides behind the couch.
Vatican City
"oh, ok." o.o gets off of Romano.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 5:01 pm
RomanoHe gets up calmly and walks towards the kitchen. "I'm gonna be in here for a while, so don't bother me. And that includes you, tomato b*****d." SpainHe pouts cutely. "Can I still have some biscotti though?" Romano"Fine! As long as you share with Vatican!" Russia"Wait! Hold on, Mexico! You can't stab us!" PrussiaHe grins. "Yeah! That's right!" RussiaHe moves out of the way. "Now you can stab him~. And I'll help too!" He pulls out his pipe. "Kol kol kol..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 5:05 pm
Mexico
"OW!" the bottle hits her nose, she bleeds "Grr! Well, since you're unarmed, looks like we have the advantage over you~!" twisted
Vatican City
"yay, biscotti~!" ^w^
America
watches as Russia and Mexico gang up on Prussia. o.o
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 5:13 pm
Prussia
He smirks, realizing he also had an upper-hand. "So, you're gonna hurt the only person that know where poor Canada is? That's sad to hear! If Mattie were awake, he'd be so sad!" twisted
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 5:15 pm
Mexico
eek "WHAT?!" she pins him to the ground and puts the spear to his forehead "You tell me where he is, now!" scream
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 5:32 pm
Prussia
He turns his head to the side, careful not to graze his head with the spear. "I don't feel like telling you right now. Ask me later."
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