[NO EVENT/MILD APHRO]

[idkmybfftony]

[AN AMERICA ENTERS THE BUILDING

And he's completely confused and disoriented, and he's not entirely sure where he is or why he's there or that unexplainable draft he feels. Though glancing down kind of reveals that he's.. kind of in a sailor's fuku.

...okay. What the hell, seriously.]Uhhh... guys? We didn't have some drinking contest or something

Comments

i hope this is okayyy

[hunteraran]

[
Fret not, America, for the situation is not all bad! Samus Aran is also meandering through the halls, dressed in a rather flattering, light-blue sundress with white polka dots on the skirt. An incredibly strange thing to have and be wearing in this place but hey, it's comfy and nice.

When she sees America, she can't help but stop and smile. He doesn't look the type to be wearing clothes like that at all. She laughs for just a little.]

That uniform doesn't suit you very much at all, you know.

sure o999

[idkmybfftony]

[fdjhskfdksagoh god it's a girl but wait she looks American and he has no shame anyway. Still, he blushes a bit, and manages a sheepish little grin.]

Yeah... heh.. I'm.. not entirely sure why I'm wearing it. Or how I even got it on! Usually my outfits are way more heroic!

awesome 8D

[hunteraran]

It was probably this place. I'm not sure what it is, but it's a love hotel with some strange powers. You should be happy you didn't wake up naked or tied down to something.

[burntxscones]

[England just stares... at the general idiocy of his former colony, definitely not at the way that outfit shows off America's long legs.]

What the fuck are you wearing?

[idkmybfftony]

[He's such an attractive little cross dresser. No wonder his people have no qualms with dressing however they want! He blushes a bit, though it's more out of anger, and he glowers.]

You! This is your fault, isn't it?! I knew ya were a perv, Iggy, but there's no reason to get me caught up in your fantasies!

[burntxscones]

[America is indeed a fabulous crossdresser, and that fact causes England to blush a bit, despite the fact that America is yelling at him.]

Me?! Why the hell would I have anything to do with that? [He gestures wildly at that outfit. If this were England's fantasy, America would probably not be wearing anything at all.]

[idkmybfftony]

[Yeah, he'd be wearing the waiter outfit or something. He pouts, tugs on his skirt some. No he should not feel self conscious with England staring at him that's silly.]

...because you're a perv. [Okay, might need another excuse. He puts his hands on his hips and shifts his weight to one leg, in a feminine pose that would make Poland raise an eyebrow.] And because you, like everyone else, knows how awesome I am!