We begin the "morning" with Belarus getting herself a midnight snack. You know, call me crazy, but I think there are better options than eating something flies are circling around. Something ENGLAND cooked on top of that. Especially considering Hungary is cooking in the backround.
Of course, that didn't go too well.
Hungary, I know burnt food isn't very tasty, but NOT DYING SHOULD BE YOUR PRIORITY.
I know you want to bath, but we need to keep fixing the appliances in the cursed bathroom.
While he's waiting for Lithuania to finish, America (or rather I) decides to be heroic and save some lives. And by that I mean, he gave the digital fishies some digital food. Truly a great act of heroism.
I then tell him to go study logic so he can get promoted already. Also, Belarus, there is a free bed. One next to Russia's! Why are you not taking this opportunity?!
Ah, there's the reason. She doesn't want to sleep next to her beloved all stinky.
Yes, I know, I would be able to fix it if you just gave me the time!
But on the bright side, America got a skill point in logic!
Well, that's what you get for eating rotten food all the time!
A bit later, the bathroom finally gets free so America can continue his work on keeping it functional. England joins in to clean up the mess.
England: It's leaking through the ****ing wall...
Success! It's repaired!
England: Sure, just leave me to clean up... Bloody brat...
Don't worry, England. America's not getting away from cleaning either as long as I'm in charge.
This is the third time (I didn't take a photo of the second time) someone throws up today! One would think they'd learn! Also, I have a bad feeling that toilet will be the next thing to break...
Luckily, England takes care of that little thing.
France: I got those photos of Autriche you wanted. Did you get the ones of Angleterre?
Stop being friends already! It hurts to see!
Sure, it LOOKS like a harmless game, but England is in fact letting out his aggression over hearing about those photos.
No, France, that's a fish, not a yeti.
Well, lookie there, I was right!
WHY DO YOU HATE ME, BATHROOM?
He didn't get a promotion this time either, but at least he made enough money to pay the bills. Also, him in those clothes reminds me of Sweden.
Damn it, guys, stop cockblocking me! If I don't get America into bed he's gonna pass out!
Luckily they obeyed me. Unluckily, Hungary had a little accident down the line. I suspect that's going to happen a lot until the toilet's fixed.
And England is hungry. Good thing he's immune to bad cooking.
"OI!"
Search your feelings, you know it's true.
Good America, keep dreaming about your work. I'm sure that's the way to promotion. Or something.
Aand guess what happened next. Maybe I cursed the house by bringing France into it or something. In hell, the mechanics are French after all. Or maybe England spreads destruction just by going NEAR the kitchen.
I think England agrees with me.
Well, at least he's being creative.
Austria: Hungary, with all due respect, I would appreciate if you stopped taking such privacy-depriving photos.
Hungary: *nods, not paying attention*
Austria: And in addition... Why are you staring at me?
Hungary: You look really nice in the moonlight...
Austria: Oh... Is that so?
As an AusHun shipper, I approve of this development.
If it's so bad, repair it yourself! I've seen how reparations work in the Sims verse, you just whack it with a wrench and tighten some screws!
I see more vomit coming up... *sigh*
America dreaming about food. I am amused.
And with France presumebly dreaming about making that huge eyebrows illegal, we end this update. Almost.
...You know, it's been kinda boring around there. All broken bathroom stuff, no deaths, no fights, no romances, nothing. So I'm going to take a page from Seto Kaiba's book and screw the rules, even though I don't have that much money. Next update, America doesn't have work, so he and the nations in shape for it are going to the park. There's a chessboard there too, so he can hopefully get that last logic point he needs. Okay, NOW we end this update. Sayonara, everyone!