[Lithuania yelps, and then jerks back violently when he realizes who it is. Russia is hard enough to deal with normally, but if Russia thinks he's some sort of fake Lithuania, then what--
Then he realizes something about Russia feels terribly off, and he looks at the other nation more gently.]
Oh hi, it is Russia.]
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Then he realizes something about Russia feels terribly off, and he looks at the other nation more gently.]
R...Rusija?
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You should never lie to me, yes?
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A-about what?
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[Now tugging at Lithuania's hair and pinching his cheeks.]
Especially about who you are.
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What about you? Who are you, then?
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[His hands go back to grabbing both of Lithuania's shoulders.]
You are my Lithuania, yes?
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I'm Lithuania. Are you Russia, or a good actor?
[At least the insistence on not being "his" anything is very accurate to Lithuanian form!]
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[Also hugging Lithuania. Don't even try to stop him because this is unstoppable. He's just so happy that the person on the TV lied about Lithuania.]
I'm glad that my Lithuania is himself, too.
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[Lithuania's too startled to even consider getting out of the hug.]
I don't think anyone on that list really went anywhere.
[That is kind of muffled...]
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[His "wife" does not believe him, which is annoying and silly, but it could be worse.]
I wonder how they picked the names.
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Did you have a dream? Last night.
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[He usually remembers them.]
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And now everyone thinks we're gone.
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