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[mygodmyright]

[ knock knock knock, Marshall Street. England's going up and down the hall with an empty measuring cup, knocking on random doors. What's he after? A simple cup of sugar/baking soda/whatever. It changes with every door he knocks on. This would be a completely normal friendly neighbour sort of routine, except for the fact England's slightly

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[bokuwadoctaaa]

['sup. I'm a talking reindeer with a big pink hat. What do you want?]

...are you drunk?

[mygodmyright]

[ sadly, England sees nothing surprising about a talking reindeer ]

Rudolf? Shouldn't you be off helping Saint Nick?

[bokuwadoctaaa]

[Excellent.]

You know about Rudolf too?! But my nose is blue, not red. And it doesn't glow.

[mygodmyright]

Every good child knows about Rudolf.

[ crouching down to get eye level with Chopper ]

Minor cosmetic detail; nothing you should worry about.

[bokuwadoctaaa]

But we don't have Rudolf where I'm from, so I didn't know about him. Someone told me though, so I won't forget!

[Rubbing at his nose now, kind of pouting.]

It's weird to have a blue nose though. It'd be cool if it glowed.

[mygodmyright]

It's actually quite...

[ staring at it some more ]

adorable. Blue's a more soothing colour than red, isn't it?

[bokuwadoctaaa]

[Appropriately enough, that leaves him looking at you like a deer in headlights. A reindeer to be more precise.]

...r-really?

[mygodmyright]

Abso-bloody-lutely.

[ in fact, England might be reaching out in an attempt to rub it ]

[bokuwadoctaaa]

[He's going to have a hard time doing that, what with Chopper moving around so much right now.]

Bastard, shut up! I don't care what you tell me, it won't make me happy~! S-stupid~! Ahaha~. I'm not happy at all~!

Totally thread-jacking! LIKE A PIRATE HAR HAR HAR

[dontcallmegol]

{Little brother, what kind of pedophiles are you opening the door to? Ace wanders over to the door just in time to see the little happy dance and the odd man reaching out to touch you inappropriately.

Ace leans on the door frame and eyes the drunkard. Yes, he can smell the booze just wafting off of you good sir. He glances down at the happy reindeer.}

Who's your friend Chopper? {And back to the drunk country, just eying that measuring cup.}

Re: Totally thread-jacking! LIKE A PIRATE HAR HAR HAR

[mygodmyright]

[ FOLLOWING CHOPPER'S NOSE LIKE A HOMING MISSILE. Trying to watch a drunk coordinate his motions is quite hilarious, ngl. Although when Ace appears at the door, England gives up on his nose poking mission to look up and squint ]

The United Kingdom of--- oh Barney.

Mind lending me a cup of yeast?

[bokuwadoctaaa]

[Oh good, a proper sober adult has arrived! Chopper stops his little dance and looks up at Ace before staring at this... stranger guy and blinking.]

I don't know. I've never heard of the United Kingdom of Barney.

[His face scrunches up in confusion before it lights up like a Christmas tree.]

You want sugar and yeast? Are you gonna make a cake?! Or cookies?! Maybe donuts! Something sweet right?!

[mygodmyright]

United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. Who the shite is Barney?

[ scratching his head with the edge of his measuring cup ]

I was going to bake pie, but I don't think I have the ingredients.

aghalsdjflas pie /shudders

[dontcallmegol]

{He's watching the drunken fool curiously. Another of those personified countries eh? He was curious what happened to his people when he got himself plastered like that.}

I was going to ask you the same thing. {About who Barney was that is.}

Pie huh? {He shrugged.} Maybe there's something here we can give you {After all, Sanji was bound to have kept some ingredients at home right? Then again... Luffy lived here, there was a good chance everything they might've had is gone.} Come on in... I'll have a look around. {He certainly wasn't leaving Chopper alone with the drunk.}

LMAO don't be hatin

[bokuwadoctaaa]

[Unfortunately Chopper was in full I DETECT FOOD THAT I LIKE TO EAT mode so he didn't care much about knowing who this mysterious drunk even was.]

I don't know who you are. I don't know who just Barney is either.

[Until he heard the thing about pie and... his excitement dwindled down a little. It wasn't up there at the top of his list of favorite sweet things to eat but, some pies could be sweet. So, there was still hope!]

What kind of pie? Does that mean you can bake? What other things can you make to eat? Can you bake really well?

[Yeah, you two go about doing whatever you want. Chopper will just follow along like a puppy dog watching its owner walk toward the cupboard where he knows the special doggy treats are.]