[один]

[kol_shevik]

Ah.

Привет, Mayfield.

Russia would like for you to be knowing that years have not been kind to you, comrade. Your stench of rotting Capitalist Decadence is as sickening as always. You will be doing us both a good favor now and returning Russia to proper bed with proper underwear on, Да?

Да.

[ dial

tone. ]

[ oh wait--]

And be returning Russia's

Comments

[convallariaceae]

My my, there's a voice I haven't heard in quite a while.

Missing your scarf again, are you?

[kol_shevik]

. . . Ah, is very strange how memory is working.

Russia is not remembering first theft until just now.

[convallariaceae]

Hmm...how odd.

Did you happen to return home for a time?

[kol_shevik]

Perhaps Russia is forcing self to forget hideous town so would not be distracted from important duties at home.

[convallariaceae]

I would not blame you, dear.

Well, if I happen upon your scarf I will be sure to return it to you.

[kol_shevik]

Mayfield cannot hold even scarf of Russia too long. Its Glorious Yarn will surely burn it.

[convallariaceae]

Oh, I'm sure. Such a glorious and pure thing in the hands of such monsters would likely rot their skin and bones away under the radiance of it...Да?

[kol_shevik]

Also will ruin the color.

[convallariaceae]

Hmm. Perhaps if you were droned it was put somewhere in your house?

I would suggest checking everywhere. Though, if you find someone has stolen it...I will be happy to teach the child never to steal from you again should you wish it.