to where the sun is silent

[isoltace]

[There is a Spain standing in one of the kitchens, washing up plates from the dinner he'd just had in his home world, seeming just as oblivious as anyone else (especially Spain) who'd been brought without them knowing it.]

[He sets the current dish in the rack and reaches for the next, humming a certain song that had been playing on his kitchen

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/walks in fashionably late

[beldjike_belgie]

[she needed out of her room again. . .time for wandering? perfect, she'd run into Spain, hm? gives him a lazy, content little wave as she heads for the fridge~]

party don't start...

[isoltace]

[He glances back at her, still humming to himself.]

[Then,] Hola Bella~

til' Bel walk in?

[beldjike_belgie]

Hola~

[what is she even here for? beer sounds nice right about now. and chocolate. especially that.]

[you sound a little different, but she's not letting that get to her] How're you?

hell yeah

[isoltace]

[He smiled and finished up his dishes, going to put his left overs away.]

[Wait, beer? In his fridge? He's mildly puzzled at that, leaning back against the counter.]

It's so nice to see you, tesoro.

/has her dance, but not like Ke$ha

[beldjike_belgie]

[beer? in MY fridge? it's more likely than you think.]

[also removes a bar of chocolate from there, and locates a bottle opener, then drinks a little, bot not taking a swig, she feels like she might fall over if she tilts her head back too far]

It's nice to see you, too, Spain! I guess you haven't seen me around, huh?

/like lady gaga

[isoltace]

[Good, good. No over indulgence now, tesoro.]

Eh... I've been working so hard you know? It's so nice of you to visit though Bella.

/that'll work.

[beldjike_belgie]

[but beer is delishus.]

That's right, I'm sure you have! There's been so much going on. . .it's good you're doing your best.

Eh, wait, but I'm not visiting you? We all live here.

[isoltace]

I want to pay Alemania back as soon as possible.

[He smiles slowly.]

Oh, Bella... you'll make me nostalgic.

[beldjike_belgie]

[would say something like "first you have to get money from him" but won't talk about that sort of thing.]

Hm? But we do! Ah, attendre, you've not just arrived, have you? [omnomnom chocolate]

[isoltace]

Arrived?

Tesoro... you're in my house you know right?

Are you sick?

[He wipes off his hands and presses the back of his wrist to her forehead briefly.]

Sometimes, I freak out. Like "HOMG I POSTED IN THE RIGHT PLACE RIGHT THIS IS AN INTO TO HQ!?"

[beldjike_belgie]

No, no, we're not in your house!

[she's warm, but she's been going though shit, so that's not abnormal] Of course I'm sick--most of us are! But that doesn't have anything to do with that we're in HQ. It's confusing at first, but you'll see!

XD WELL HE'S CRAZY SO IT DOESN'T REALLY MATTER

[isoltace]

[He sighs, sounding a bit condescending.]

You're feverish, Bella, you must be... come on, I'll make you a bed on the couch.

TRUE. But I was like "ohshit" before I remembered I knew what was going on.

[beldjike_belgie]

[sounds a bit stubborn and gently scolding]

Of course I'm feverish. I haven't had a government for a while, y'know? But I'll be fine! If we go out there you'll see that everything's different.

pfffff

[isoltace]

[Okay, he'll humor you tesoro.]

All right. Go on.

[beldjike_belgie]

[holds his arm and brings him along, into the next room, humming her Eurovision song choice(which she's only so fond of, damn she's gonna fail this year again too, isn't she? Then again, she always complains about her Eurovision results.)]

This way, this way. . . .

[isoltace]

[He follows her, looking around.]

[Of course, it isn't what's outside of his kitchen. Nothing's proper.]

[He laughs.]

It finally happened.