Twenty-Second Decay 〰 [Video] [Action for mistletoe event]

[totallygaaay]

[Tatsumi is outside, standing near some decorations in Discedo. With a smile, the werepire greets everyone with a half-wave half-salute.]

Ya! Can you all believe I've been in this place for a whole year? Ha ha!

[The smile fades a moment before h points behind himself, at the decorations.It was like this back then too. I remember all the

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( action; every city. all the cities. )

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ ...or at their house, I have no clue. LOCATION IS IRRELEVANT. Point is America is there and he is lounging on something. Like his first year, he's spent a freakish amount of time carefully cutting mistletoe down. Unlike that year, it's for no vaguely productive task. It's just so he can throw it at people. Namely, Tatsumi.

Which he does.

ENJOY BEING PELTED BY PLANT AFTER PLANT. America looks pretty amused by it, at least. ]

This one year I made a whole arch outta these! Offerin' up Free Love, 'cause I'm clever like that. [ His tone has a smug edge to it that says RECOGNIZE MY FANTASTIC PUNS. ] Even got a few pretty girls to kiss me!

( Action Hail of mistletoe )

[totallygaaay]

[After the first few slaps in the face with the jolly plant, Tatsumi catches one. He arches an eyebrow at his boyfriend before tossing the plant back.]

Oh ya?

[He leans in]

Why don't you try it again this year? Or are ya just planning to toss mistletoe at them?

[ Tatsumi is totally ignoring the fact they should be kissing each other. He isn't going to give in so easily, specialty after receiving America's recent treatment.]

( action deck the halls with boughs of awesome )

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ It hits America smack on the nose. He flinches slightly, considers throwing it back at Tatsumi, but instead settles for twirling it between his fingers. ]

Well I ain't gonna kiss anyone else this year. Not unless they desperately need someone to save them from their plant-entrapment! But that's not the same as, you know, actual kissing.

[ As per usual, he doesn't shut up and continues to blurt out whatever inappropriate thoughts he's having. ]

Except last year. I made out with Japan. Pretty sure I taught him how to use tongue. He'll thank me for that one day.

[ Whether he's trying to bait Tatsumi or if he's just genuinely rambling like the loudmouth he is, no one knows. Probably both. Better than the alternative, which would be to say "you're all the girl I need, Tatsumi!"

He stares at the mistletoe for a moment before holding it above his head and waving it. ]

Besides, you're all the girl I need!

[ WHOOPS. It's probably not comforting that his tone is warm, as though that was meant to be some kind of touching compliment. ]

( action; Tis the season to kick ass )

[totallygaaay]

Ha ha! I'll have to see what he says about that sometime.

[He glances at America, giving a smile. It's not genuine, though, as he goes to toss another mistletoe at the country followed by laughter.]

Ya sure haven't proven it lately, babe!

( action; I have no more Christmas-related subjects other than hatred toward Frosty )

[libertyfuckyeah]

Probably'll get all flustered and say "I SEE" or something like that.

[ A BETTER REACTION THAN BEING PUNCHED IN THE HEAD. America laughs, smacking the other mistletoe away. ]

What? Is that what you want for Christmas? Me to make you my woman?

[ You are now picturing him saying that in Germany's VA's voice. He starts snickering which quickly turns into full-out laughter. ]

Oh man, t-that-- funniest mental images from that! Okay, okay, I think I can do that for ya. But first...

[ America waves the mistletoe again impatiently. He's so demanding. ]

C'mon, we missed out last year, don't leave me hangin'!

( action; Awww. Not even "Have a holly jolly sex-mas?" )

[totallygaaay]

[Oh god. How true. Tatsumi chuckles a bit more, amused. Amused by both the Japan comment and the woman comment.]

Sort-of. But you might find that I better at making you my woman.

[Tatsumi shuffles over, leaning in and touching America's jaw]

If sealing a wish with a kiss will make it come true...

[His warm lips press against America's. He pulls away slightly, only to reunite their lips with a bit more added tongue. ;) ]

( action; SADLY I DID NOT THINK OF THAT ONE )

[libertyfuckyeah]

You ain't gettin' me in a dress. I take it up the ass like a man. A manly man with... manly hobbies and an affinity for musical theater. Whatever.

[ Also, he owns a pony. He's about to bemoan his feminine traits when thankfully he's interrupted with a kiss. America fumbles with holding the mistletoe directly over their heads, but it probably doesn't matter at this point. He smirks and kisses back, tongue prodding at the retracted fangs.

And then he pulls away abruptly with a stupid thought. ]

Hey! Do those hurt when they come out? Like Wolverine's claws? You know. Snikt.

[ America then holds up his fists as though claws are about to come out of them as an example. To no one's surprise, no claws come out.

I DON'T EVEN CARE THAT WOLVERINE DIDN'T APPEAR IN THE COMICS UNTIL THE 70s THE OBSERVATION WAS TOO ABSURD FOR ME TO PASS UP. ]

( action; YOU SHOULD HAVE )

[totallygaaay]

Nah.

[Despite not really wanting to be around America moments ago, Tatsumi suddenly wants to kiss and hold the country more.]

I barely even notice it anymore, babe.

[What IS noticeable is America's sudden fuzzy beard. Tatsumi WAS about to lean in for another kiss but the sudden Santa face is alarming]

Uh, babe... you've got something on your face.

( action; I WISH I DID sob )

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ America looks down.

And he is dressed like Santa.

This would not be so irritating if he actually put the clothes on himself rather than had them magically appear. Fuck magic it's not even supposed to exist. ]

Oh what the hell is this?

( action; )

[totallygaaay]

You mean this isn't on purpose?

[For some reason Tatsumi can't help but smile. He leans in and rests his forehead against America's]

And here I thought you just wanted me to sit on our lap.

( action; )

[libertyfuckyeah]

[ America doesn't shove him away, but gives him a wary look. ]

I can't tell if I'm turned on or creeped out by that.

[ Still, he scoots back on his seat to give Tatsumi some room to sit. ]

( action; )

[totallygaaay]

Should I clarify it for ya?

[Tatsumi straddles himself onto America's lap, wrapping his arms around the country's neck.]

Red suits you, but I'm not so sure about the white beard.

[After a light chuckle, Tatsumi kisses America's forehead once before snuggling. It felt nicer than usual.]

So, Santa. What are ya bringing me this year?

( action; )

[libertyfuckyeah]

Roger that.

[ One arm loops around Tatsumi's waist while the other starts tugging at his fake beard. After a few hard yanks, he finally manages to tug it down to rest around his neck. It dislodges from his face with an audible rip. It sounds like he just ripped duct tape off his face, and judging by the red marks, it felt like it too. ]

Ow. Guess I don't need to shave today, yeesh.

[ He stares up at Tatsumi blankly. ]

Oh uh. Lots of things. ...Sexy things. [ With each awkward attempt at acting sexy, America's confidence that he actually isn't embarrassing himself gains momentum. He even tries out a breathy voice as his "enticing" presents get more and more bizarre. The result is awkwardly hilarious. ]

And chocolate. And uh... if you're really good, you might even get a microwave. Best hope you're on the nice list if you want to heat up meals fast.

[ America grins, nipping Tatsumi's jaw as he mouths "microwave" against the werepire's skin. There is everything wrong with him. ]