† 002 [Video; English + Italian]

[hullonurse]

[The communicator turns on suddenly as it's knocked out of England's pocket as she goes crashing to the ground, Romana on top of her and yelling in Italian.]

Cagna!

[England shoves at Romana, trying to get her off her, and soon the two women are rolling around on the floor, clawing at each other and fighting.]

Speak fucking English if you want

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[crotchroses]

[do I really need to describe this.

just be glad it's audio.

be very glad.]

My ladies, you really shouldn't fight like this...

[hullonurse]

[Out of breath and an utter mess. Why did this thing record she hates modern technology] Shut up, Frog! This is none of your business!

[crotchroses]

Are either of you terribly injured? Shall I bring bandages? What was this fight about, anyway?

[hullonurse]

I am fine, I can't speak for that brain dead, ignorant, back water tart!

[They're just cows, France, that's why they fought...]

[crotchroses]

Are you certain? Perhaps I could bring something by your apartment shortly. [look now he's aroused and genuinely concerned. Don't do this to him Rosemary.]

[hullonurse]

I'm fine! [Winces despite herself and puts her hand on her head. Getting your head smashed against pavement isn't fun.] As if that idiot could come close to touching me.

[crotchroses]

That is not what the broadcast illustrated. Rosemary, s'il vous plait...

[hullonurse]

... I'm going to my flat now.

[And if he's there she can't stop him or something.]

[crotchroses]

I will see you there! [that smile of his is totally audible. yes.]

[hullonurse]

Oh, shut up. [Hangs up. She'll go now but only because anything is better than Italians!]

[crotchroses]

[Well she'll totally find France in her apartment cooking. Yes, he's cooking. Pretend it's something extremely delicious. Also, he's got a stack of various kinds of fabric and a tape measure. Don't ask where he got either.

Alsox2combo, because I feel like being a rubbish rper and not at all articulate or anything, he's even singing as he cooks.]

[hullonurse]

[England has given up on trying to fix her hair and is instead letting it lie loose down her back as she combs through it with her fingers. There's a long tear in her skirt- Romana started it but then it got caught on something on the way back and it's been a very long day, okay?]

[She opens the door and freezes when she sees Francis. Okay... She wasn't quite expecting this.]

[crotchroses]

[He turns and gives her a wave, then goes back to cooking.

Look, he's had a long month.

He's got to do something with himself or he'll go mad. And let's face it, as easy as it is to make fun of him, France pulling a Russia and cracking mentally is not something anyone should ever want to happen again.

Francis has decided he might as well be productive and charming at the same time. He will cook for a lady and sew her clothes; partly because he is such a good big brother and also because it's just politically savvy.

Just because he does things for his own benefit doesn't mean he can't do them out of genuine sincerity too, okay?? He tries... The selfish bastard tries.

Most importantly, however, he is clothed and there is also hot tea.]

[hullonurse]

[... It's been a while since she's come home to a French person cooking for her.

Rosemary catches a wiff of the tea and makes a beeline straight for it, before she even says a word. She takes a sip from the cup and instantly relaxes just a little.] Mm...

... Didn't anyone ever teach you to knock?

[crotchroses]

Unless you mean I should have used a battering ram, I think Grand-père falls short of your expectations.

[hullonurse]

I wouldn't have expected you to learn anything from that woman. Man. Either, really. [Sits down next to the fabric, gripping her skirt self-consciously.]