FOOL'S BALL

[p_p_p_pasta]

Who: EVERYONE WHO WANTS! [YES EVEN YOU NEW PEOPLE]
What: The big Hetalia soccer game!
When: RIGHT NOW
Where: One of the fields in the Thor's parks
Warnings: Red cards. Red cards everywhere.

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Stands Outside the Field

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Re: Stands Outside the Field

[purrinpumpkin]

[Good looking guys played sports, right? So Blair was here to scout them out. She already knew two of them. Scotland the rude one, and France the romancer. She wondered who else she might be able to meet here. Hopefully someone who would give her yummy fish.

So there she sat, in her black cat form, watching carefully for the sidelines.]

Re: Stands Outside the Field

[maple_syrup_can]

[Have a small-ish white bear (left by Canada to fend for himself on the sidelines) look at you.]
Mmm? Who?

[purrinpumpkin]

[That bear looks a lot like a dog to Blair. She isn't terribly thrilled]

Tell me you can turn into a human, nyaa~

[maple_syrup_can]

[[A dog? He'd be insulted if he knew...]]

[He tilts his head.]

Nope. But I'm guessing you can. [Why else would you think to ask a question like that.]

[purrinpumpkin]

Yup! I wanna watch the good looking guys play. I met France. Mew. He was nice but weird. Scotland was rude. [She giggles] Maybe he'll lose in the game.

[maple_syrup_can]

[Mmm. Shallow, but interesting. And he can appreciate her voyeurism.]

That about says it. But soccer is a team game. Scotland himself won't lose. [*shrug*]

Have you formed impressions on the others yet? [He gestures to the field - Canada, America, Italy, Japan...]

[purrinpumpkin]

[She shrugs as much as a cat actually can shrug] Meowha, maybe he'll trip over the ball. I can control the ball with my magic, you know. I'll make sure my favorite wins!

Hmm. Nope. Never seen any of them before. Are you friends with them?

[maple_syrup_can]

. . . Magic, eh?
I'd like to see that. [Because troubling Scotland would be kinda fun.
And he gives a huff that sounds almost like a laugh at her question.]

The easy answer is that they are acquaintances. Except for the guy who feeds me.

[purrinpumpkin]

[With a flick of her a paw a nearby flower is plucked from the ground. It floats gently over to the bear and sets itself right behind its ear]

See like that!

Hey, does the guy that feed you have yummy fish?

[maple_syrup_can]

[Kumajirou watches the flower stoically, except that his eyes look rounder than usual. This seems way more practical than what, say, England or Scotland did.
He resists the urge to bat the flower from his head - he wouldn't want to upset a valuable ally.]

Nice. [Although one word, his tone is full of admiration.]

Mmm. Mostly pancakes, but yah, sometimes fish.

[purrinpumpkin]

Nyaa~ Which one is that? If he gives Blair fish I'll make sure he wins!

[maple_syrup_can]

Mmm. ... Who?

[Sorry Blair-cat. He's a bit fuzzy on which one is that guy who feeds him. (Buuuut, hey, Canada's team winning would be a good thing too.)]

[purrinpumpkin]

[Just this face]

You're kind of a dumb dog, mew. Which one feeds you?

[maple_syrup_can]

[Gives a flat stare in return.]

And you're dumb if you don't know what a bear looks like.

He's that one. [He points a paw over to where Canada is drifting on the edge of the action, looking a little anxious.] And he needs all the help he can get.

[purrinpumpkin]

[She's not used to seeing bears. She lives in a city in the middle of the desert. What are bears?]

I guess he's kinda shy. Oh well! I can work with that.

[Time to put on a innocent kitten facade. She hops off the bleachers and begins to head towards all the good looking the boys]