✤ sixteen; (it lights the blights and bruises)

[windmill]

[Netherlands barely makes it home. He's bleeding profusely from an axe wound from Denmark, and collapses in the doorway once he does, teeth grit together, breathing hard, blood falling in a steady drip, drip, drip from between his tensed fingers over the wound. After several minutes of rest, he drags himself to the phone in the living room

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[when_in_me]

Having fun, Netherlands?

[windmill]

Get the hell inside! That thing's going to eat you! [he points at where Hello Miffy is lurking behind a house. it hasn't noticed the two of them yet.]

[when_in_me]

Oooh, I've never seen an animal like that before! Is it yours? Can I fight it?

[windmill]

[holds up his blood-splattered fire extinguisher, the only thing he could grab fast enough from the house] I've been beating its skulls in over and over and it's not working. So there's nothing you can do--

[when_in_me]

And that's where you're wrong! Rome to the rescue!

[And Rome runs right off to land a punch in Hello Miffy's face.]

[windmill]

[And Hello Miffy responds by trying to claw Rome in the gut. Meanwhile, Netherlands looks astounded at how COMPLETELY RETARDED Rome is.]

Get away from it, idiot!

1/2

[when_in_me]

[Rome catches the claw with both arms, grinning like a madman.]

Aaaah, now this takes me back! I used to fight

[mama_antiqua]

[SUDDENLY TITS]

beasties like this all the time!

[windmill]

[JUST

STARES.]

[mama_antiqua]

[fighting hello miffy like it ain't even a thing

(they're jiggling)]

[windmill]

[PIG DISGUSTING.

but he's seriously kind of amazed because it's working a little. not that Hello Miffy isn't putting up one hell of a fight.]

1/2 herp a derp

[mama_antiqua]

[NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE ABILITY OF THE ROMAN EMPIRE TO KILL SOMETHING DEAD

except scotland and germany, fuck those guys]

Hahahahahaha! This thing is perfect! I haven't had a fight like this in ages! I-

2/2

[mama_antiqua]

[Rome suddenly stops fighting and looks down.]

What.

[windmill]

You didn't notice?! What's with the tits--

[wait]

Hold on, control the fucking thing! Look out-! [AND NOW Hello Miffy is going for Rome's exposed back.]

[mama_antiqua]

Ghrkt-

[The beast's claws rake across Rome's back, and she immediately whips around to drive an elbow into its face. Spontaneous sex change or not, centuries of warfare instinct don't go away that easily.]

That hurt! Hey, Netherlands, how do I kill this thing?

[windmill]

You can't-- I already beat it to death three times, but it comes back within minutes. [and now he's moving to try to help out, slamming the fire extinguisher into the back of one of its necks with the sound of bone crunching.]