二十六 [Video]
[The video turns on to Japan, sitting on the floor of all places, and surrounded by items creatively wrapped in whatever he could find and make use of. He seems to be working on another, though it is off screen.]
Ah, hello, everyone. The holidays often leave me quite busy. Christmas will soon be here and over, and I will be quite involved in preparing for the New Year...
Santa-san, if it is not too much of a trouble, I would quite enjoy things like miso, riceballs, and umeboshi.
In any case, while I am--
[Suddenly, there is banging at the door. Very loud, insistent banging. Like all good things in life, this post needed a little more America.]
JAPAN! JAPAN! JAPAN! JAPAN!
[Japan's expression changes to a noticeably more stressed look, and he stares over at the door. His voice is lower now.]
Ah... T-the wind is quite loud, today. [Despite the fact that his door is in fact inside of an apartment room to begin with.... He does make a move to shove what he was working on under the bed. This also begs the question of how the hell did America get in the apartment in the first place, and short of being invited in by any other countries/angels/whathaveyou, it can all be chalked up to Who Cares It's Hetalia.
That aside, the insistent banging does not stop. In fact, there is one very loud BANG accompanied by whatever sound doors make when they're knocked off their hinges and whoops there goes the door.
There is nothing standing between Japan and his loud, cheery doom now.]
WHOOPS SORRY ABOUT THAT! HEY, JAPAN! JAPANNNNN!
[There's an instant shocked face, and then a very focused look that shows just how much Japan is trying not to reveal his annoyance. He frowns a little, though.]
A-America-san! You cannot simply enter without permission! It is rude to break someone's door! [It was the door with Hong Kong on it, too...] Please fix that immediately!
[In the background, America carefully (read: with the strength of a raging river and all the force of a great typhoon) puts the door back in place. It is not on its hinges, but it seems to be staying precariously upright in the doorway out of sheer fear that America will manhandle it again.]
There I fixed it! Well, mostly! I'll get to the hinges later after I'm done with my important quest!
[Japan stares in horror.] Quest...?
To bring Christmas cheer!
[America bounds over and flops onto the wrapping like an especially excited puppy. He begins to sing the Allies version of We Wish You A Merry Christmas. He even starts to sing the other Allies' parts in their respected accents. The sad part is he's pulling it off to an acceptable degree.
Meanwhile, Japan is waving his hands and making various "Ah" and "Um" noises, before giving up. He looks rather uncomfortable for a moment, completely forgetting about any viewing audience as he glances up, idly wondering how long this will go on when he spots...
He forgets politeness to blurt out: ]
S-such things can appear in a place like this?!
Like what?
[Japan simply points up... You can't see the mistletoe on camera, but you can notice Japan's grim expression, and America next to him... not comprehending the situation. At all.]
Oh, awesome! Another for the arch of Free Love!
[He then turns to the camera and smiles. That's right. It's advertisement time.]
That's right! This Christmas, in the foyer of the Marshall Street American Embassy, your beloved country will be promoting free enterprise and sticking it to traditional society in the best way I know how: by giving my love away! For free. Free Love: not just a revolution anymore, it's a capitalist investment in freedom.
The Arch of Free Love is brought to you by Legos.
[America holds up a Lego.]
Legos: building Denmark's happiness for centuries. Buy them.
[End commercial.
All while Japan seems to be considering seppuku. He reaches over and shuts off the communicator that America had been speaking to.]
(ooc: I may switch between this account and asideglance due to icons. I'll be switching accounts on new year, so consider it.. breaking into the idea.)
Ah, hello, everyone. The holidays often leave me quite busy. Christmas will soon be here and over, and I will be quite involved in preparing for the New Year...
Santa-san, if it is not too much of a trouble, I would quite enjoy things like miso, riceballs, and umeboshi.
In any case, while I am--
[Suddenly, there is banging at the door. Very loud, insistent banging. Like all good things in life, this post needed a little more America.]
JAPAN! JAPAN! JAPAN! JAPAN!
[Japan's expression changes to a noticeably more stressed look, and he stares over at the door. His voice is lower now.]
Ah... T-the wind is quite loud, today. [Despite the fact that his door is in fact inside of an apartment room to begin with.... He does make a move to shove what he was working on under the bed. This also begs the question of how the hell did America get in the apartment in the first place, and short of being invited in by any other countries/angels/whathaveyou, it can all be chalked up to Who Cares It's Hetalia.
That aside, the insistent banging does not stop. In fact, there is one very loud BANG accompanied by whatever sound doors make when they're knocked off their hinges and whoops there goes the door.
There is nothing standing between Japan and his loud, cheery doom now.]
WHOOPS SORRY ABOUT THAT! HEY, JAPAN! JAPANNNNN!
[There's an instant shocked face, and then a very focused look that shows just how much Japan is trying not to reveal his annoyance. He frowns a little, though.]
A-America-san! You cannot simply enter without permission! It is rude to break someone's door! [It was the door with Hong Kong on it, too...] Please fix that immediately!
[In the background, America carefully (read: with the strength of a raging river and all the force of a great typhoon) puts the door back in place. It is not on its hinges, but it seems to be staying precariously upright in the doorway out of sheer fear that America will manhandle it again.]
There I fixed it! Well, mostly! I'll get to the hinges later after I'm done with my important quest!
[Japan stares in horror.] Quest...?
To bring Christmas cheer!
[America bounds over and flops onto the wrapping like an especially excited puppy. He begins to sing the Allies version of We Wish You A Merry Christmas. He even starts to sing the other Allies' parts in their respected accents. The sad part is he's pulling it off to an acceptable degree.
Meanwhile, Japan is waving his hands and making various "Ah" and "Um" noises, before giving up. He looks rather uncomfortable for a moment, completely forgetting about any viewing audience as he glances up, idly wondering how long this will go on when he spots...
He forgets politeness to blurt out: ]
S-such things can appear in a place like this?!
Like what?
[Japan simply points up... You can't see the mistletoe on camera, but you can notice Japan's grim expression, and America next to him... not comprehending the situation. At all.]
Oh, awesome! Another for the arch of Free Love!
[He then turns to the camera and smiles. That's right. It's advertisement time.]
That's right! This Christmas, in the foyer of the Marshall Street American Embassy, your beloved country will be promoting free enterprise and sticking it to traditional society in the best way I know how: by giving my love away! For free. Free Love: not just a revolution anymore, it's a capitalist investment in freedom.
The Arch of Free Love is brought to you by Legos.
[America holds up a Lego.]
Legos: building Denmark's happiness for centuries. Buy them.
[End commercial.
All while Japan seems to be considering seppuku. He reaches over and shuts off the communicator that America had been speaking to.]
(ooc: I may switch between this account and asideglance due to icons. I'll be switching accounts on new year, so consider it.. breaking into the idea.)