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Cont from: http://aphanon-meme.livejournal.com/14585.html?thread=129572345#t129572345

[pub_andgo]

*pauses and looks back, spotting the limp*

What happened to you? Why are you limping like that?

[tiny_limey]

I sprained my leg not that long ago.

[Pauses, considers telling the whole story but decides against it]

Uh, long story.

[catches up]

It's getting much better, now. Walking dosen't really hurt much anymore. But it's still kinda sore.

[pub_andgo]

*stares down at him in worry*

Alright... *carries on walking at a much slower pace before stopping* It wasn't anything to do with France, was it?

[tiny_limey]

Err. No.

It was me-err-you messing with things you shouldn't have.

If you hadn't buggered off so quickly after you woke up, you would have known about it.

[Dosen't realise he's talking to a completley different version of his older self.]

[pub_andgo]

Ah--- eh?

What did I do now? All I did was look for my missing fairy...

[tiny_limey]

Not that.

When you got yourself stuck in the underworld somehow.

And we had to get you out. You were in an enchanted sleep and everything. Remember?

And then I did this to my leg trying to get out of the place.

[pub_andgo]

Umm. No...

That wasn't me. I see we have many other selves running about the place then.

*tilts head* I apologize that you hurt yourself... but that does explain the occasional twinge of pain I get in my own leg.

1/2

[tiny_limey]

Explains the other three then. Even if they're easier to tell apart.

2/2

[tiny_limey]

Huh? You mean it won't go away that easily?

Great.

Re: 2/2

[pub_andgo]

*looks shocked at the fact there are more of him but he suddenly remembers something else - something more worring*

How many Americas are there...?

[tiny_limey]

Uhh.

[thinks]

There's the little one, the one who gave me those burger things and, uh.

I think there are more. Haven't met them, though.

Why?

I love the fact I typoed the word 'worrying' twice and still it's typo'd orz

[pub_andgo]

...

*tries not to swear so he swallows, marching off stiffly*

I think I am in need of a good drink.

Eh, no worries, I typo all the time.

[tiny_limey]

Hey! [limps quickly after him]

What's wrong about that?

Now that you've said that - I'm kinda thirsty too.

[pub_andgo]

*chuckles bitterly* I forgot - you have not experienced life with America yet. You'll soon see when you're older.

Ah? Would you like to join me for some tea and scones? *checks watch* it's the perfect time to. I can save the breakfast for tomorrow.

late response is late due to sleep~

[tiny_limey]

[ remembers the pictures a certain 'funny grey man' had shown him and winces]

Err [looks distracted] I suppose I-I will [has gone bright red]

[tries to snap out of it]

Err, okay s-sure, whatever those are. [Still can't unsee those images]

omg at Tony linking you to that...*saves everything on the sly*

[pub_andgo]

*doesn't think about why you went red or anything as he finally reaches his house and lets them in*

This house is a good 'un *pats a wall fondly* America says it's haunted, but it isn't! He's just a silly, scared fool whose's mind is forever fixed on those stupid movies.

*goes into the kitchen and helpfully pulls up a chair with a cushion for his little self*

Need my help getting on this chair? Or will you be alright - I remember hating everything that was bigger than me when I was a young lad...