[ Nngh, think I’m going to bed now.

I didn’t get enough sleep last night and I’m feeling dizzy… ;;

Goodnight everyone! ]　

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oh, you’re on your “period”

[ … It was an OOC post. ]

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-Devilish grin.- Yo hero, did’ja come to play again?~

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“You’re just in doubt about them. Go on, just try one!” He chuckles as he puts the plate forward again for Alfred, still grinning like a fool. “What is wrong with a little sweetness now and then? All you eat are those foul-looking protein shakes. Time you had a little colour in your life.” He chuckles once again.

“I said I don’ fuckin’ want any!” he shouted, tossing the plate away this time and causes it to crash onto the floor. The cupcakes splattered onto the carpet as well. He didn’t look back at them and kept his glare on Arthur. “An’ maybe I like my shakes more, they’re better then yer shitty cupcakes.”

He watches the plate fly and then fall to the ground letting the cupcakes spoil on the floor. He looks back at Alfred, his grin now gone back to a smile. “We really must improve your tastes, Alfie. They’re awful. Everything you eat is rather boring, there’s no excitement in it. I worry for you. We should start with something simple…Like a jam tart! That’s a good one to try.~” He ponders more on what other treats he could get Alfred to try, his grin returning as he does.

Alfred became more irritated with the other male. Even jam was too sweet for him. “I don’ need no improvement. Dammit, juss listen ta me fer once. I ain’t gonna try anything you make.” he hated when Arthur did this. “If ya really like makin’ me things so much, why don’cha make me a veggie burger instead?”

He rolled his eyes but still kept a grin upon his face. “See? You have no sense of adventure, my dear Alfie.” He chuckles once again and looks at him. “Once I did make you a veggie burger but you complained and threw it at me. You just don’t appreciate my cooking at all.” He pretends an upset expression, playfully teasing him.

“Yeah, only ‘cause you fuckin’ tried to slip one of yer sweets in it,” he growled, meeting Arthur’s grin with a cold stare. “Did’ja really think I was gonna fall for that?”

He laughs as he’s reminded of the attempted trick and grins all the more. “You almost fell for it though, you were so close to taking a bite.” He chuckles more and  goes over to start clearing up the mess on the floor.

Alfred growled, his fists tightening in his pockets and his teeth clenched. “I’m glad I didn’, or I’d fuckin’ kill you.” but deep down, he couldn’t if he tried. Even Arthur knew this all too well. “Nevamin’, I’ll go make a burger mahself. Or maybe a salad…” He turned away.

He finished cleaning up and went to the kitchen to throw away the mess. He put the plate in the sink and went back to Alfred. “Aww, don’t be like this Alfie.” He grins and leans in. ” I love you, my dear.~” He grins more.

“Shaddap,” he hisses, looking back at the Arthur. He grabbed him by his shirt, yanking him closer but still glaring at. “An’ wipe that fuckin’ smile off yer face.” then he kissed him, already becoming aggressive with.

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Hello, and welcome to me home, America-san…? *still politely smiles and bows to the other* I hope you enjoy your stay.

-He looks at her, a smirk on his face.- … I think I will now. Thanks, beautiful.~

*blushes* You’re welcome, and thank-you, but I am far from being beautiful.

An’ why the hell’s that?

*tilts her head* If you were to compare me with any other, the comparison would show they are far more beautiful than I. Though it is also only my point of view on the subject, so I am sorry if I seemed rude to you.

Yanno I have no fuckin’ idea what yer talkin’ about, ‘ight? -Chuckles.- Well, I think yer gorgeous, babe. You just need some remindin’.

It is alright… I’m used to it. *blushes darkly, not used to anyone other than her boyfriend calling her babe* T-thank-you, I suppose.

-Amused at the blush.- Haha. No need ta thank me. I should be thankful for meetin’ such a hot babe like you.~

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Again, before he could react, he was trying to hold back any sounds from the touch. He slowly looked over at with a small glare, “What the hell d’ya think yer doin’, fuck face?” he jeered. Well, maybe he was wrong about him but he wasn’t going to show that. And he wasn’t going to be easy too.

“Oh, nothing. I was just… admiring your figure, cher.” He smiled, trying to keep his most innocent expression on, with questionable results. “You’re very well built. Much nicer than Alfred,” he added, hoping to quell his anger, if just a bit. “I’m almost jealous…” With a sigh, he shook his head, this time just patting the other’s ass.

Alfred stared at him, he knew he was planning something yet he wasn’t going to point this out just yet. He merely scoffed at the other, “Haw, I fuckin’ knew that befo’. Ya don’ gotta remind me.” he reached over and put a hand on Francis’ chest, feeling around. His smug look starting to come back to him. “I dunno, yer not that bad yerself…~”

Francis smirked, predatory. “Oh? You think so?” He left his hand on the other’s ass, but brought his other hand up to where Al’s was on his chest. “Such big hands you have,” he hummed, “so manly. I wonder what you can do with them…~” He looked up at the taller man through his lashes, smirk turning to another pseudo-innocent smile.

“Really?” he grinned at him, stopping when his hand was covered by Francis’. “D’ya wanna know? ‘Cause I don’ think you can handle it, Franny.” he teased.

“Oh yeah?” he purred, stepping a bit closer to be in Al’s personal space with a grin. “You may be surprised, big guy~ I’m far from inexperienced.”

A small chuckle escaped him, “Are ya now?” he kept his eye on the other. “I dunno if I believe ya.” and lets go of him. “Yer not really mah type yanno.”

“Don’t believe me, huh? That’s kind of funny, usually my reputation precedes me.” His grin dropped back to a smile, but he stayed in Al’s space. “And not your type… I’d like to say the same, but that would be a blatant lie.” 

“I kid, fucktard. If yer anything like the Frenchie I know, then yer the same shit as ‘im.” he stayed where he was, usually he wasn’t so off guard like this. “An’ can ya move your ass outta my way?”

Francis scrunched his nose at that. “Tsk, please, I’m nothing like your Francis. That man is a disgusting, uncivilized pig.” Looking up at Al, their height difference was really obvious. It still wasn’t that much of a difference, but noticible, still. “You can walk around me. I’m not keeping you here.”

“Full of shit too,” he mocked, still grinning at. “‘Cause feelin’ me up ain’t bein’ disgusting or uncivilized, right?” How long would it take to annoy the crap out of his guy, he wondered. “I asked you ta move, so move it.”

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-Laughs.- Good ta hear. -Winking at.-

Glad to hear that you are of my acquaintance too, Allie-chan. [He gave another bow, but it was a bow of respect this time.]

‘Ay, cut that out. You don’ gotta bow fer shit. I said we’re pals.

A-ah, of course, of course. [Stands back up, and is suddenly put into an awkward situation. It would be weird for him — with all his codes of honor — to befriend a person he had just met a few days earlier.]

-Looks at, getting a better view of him and notices something different.- Damn, Kiki. Now what the hell are ya suppose ta be?

A… samurai, I suppose? [Massages temples in helplessness.] Those anons could be a handful at times…

-Sniggers.- That explains why yer wearin’ a dress. -Whistles.- Fuckin’ sweet sword ya got there, Kiki.