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[usa_fuckyeah]

[ It's late at night, peaceful in the Headquarters, where, presumably, everyone else is asleep. All of a sudden, though-- ]

BANG!!

CRASH!!

[ A gunshot and what sounds like pieces of ceiling falling to the floor on the second floor are heard. Really loudly. But perhaps not as loudly as the proceeding strangled yell. Then, it's silent for a few

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[iseeunicorns]

What in the devil's--

[ HE'S AWAKE, IT'S NOT EXACTLY NIGHT TIME IN GMT HOURS. SO HE'S MAKING HIS WAY UP AND THROWING THE DOOR OPEN ]

[iseeunicorns]

[ And when he sees who it is... ]

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YOU BLOODY WANKER, WHAT IN BLAZES HAVE YOU DONE? PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO REST, YOU KNOW!

[ Saying this in the most suitable volume, of course. Not. ]

[usa_fuckyeah]

I was just cleaning my gun! It wasn't my fault that it slipped!

[iseeunicorns]

Everything is your fault if it's not France's, you lummox!! You do realize how expensive repairs will be for that, don't you?!

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[usa_fuckyeah]

You're worrying too much, England! [ looking up at that hole in the ceiling ] This'll be easy to fix! It doesn't look that ba--

[usa_fuckyeah]

..... What th--

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[iseeunicorns]

YOU'RE NOT MAKING ME PAY FOR THIS AS WELL YOU--

[iseeunicorns]

[ Blink. Suddenly looking up at the ceiling where the hole is, then in front of him. ]

Hello to you too. What's that you say...?

[ YES HE'S TALKING TO SOMETHING. Then he's looking at America. ]

He says there's an elevator down the hall to get up there and you didn't have to break the ceiling for it.

[usa_fuckyeah]

Ha ha ha ha, England, you never get tired of your imaginary friends, do you?

[iseeunicorns]

They're not imaginary!! You just disturbed them all, you know!

[usa_fuckyeah]

They make pills for that kind of thing, England.... Do you want me to send you some from my pharmaceutical companies?

[iseeunicorns]

[ JUST GOING TO EFFING IGNORE YOU FOR EFFING LIFE-- and then pausing as said friends tell him a little more. ]

...

... where is little America?