part 55 is trapped in a B horror movie

[aphanon_meme]

... I'm watching a terrible "horror" film right now. Ghost Voyage - not... well it's just really bad and boring and I'm not sure why I'm watching it. Oh well - please enjoy part 55!

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[land_ofdreams]

France! [runs up and hugs your legs]

England was mean and said he didn't want to get me a kitten. Will you get me a kitten?

[misterunionjack]

No, no, no, no, no! I wasn't being mean! Get away from him!

[land_ofdreams]

[clings tighter to France's legs]

[misterunionjack]

America... Please don't do this.

[land_ofdreams]

[not letting go]

You said mean things to me.

[misterunionjack]

Look, it was -- perhaps my mistake to think of you as -- your older self, lad. There are things I can't forget he did and -- well -- it was my mistake to attribute what he did to you. I wasn't trying to be mean; not on purpose. Won't you come back?

[land_ofdreams]

[pouts and cuddles the cat that FRANCE got him closer]

M-maybe.

[misterunionjack]

[God, was that the kitten France got him? England feels a pang of jealousy and betrayal.] 'Maybe', eh. ... What are you holding it so tightly for?

[land_ofdreams]

... I don't want you to take it away.

[misterunionjack]

Oh, I want to all right. I want to wrench it from your grasp and drown it in the English Channel so that's there's something of me in it. But I won't, lad, and it will thank you for that one day, [he finishes, trying but failing to keep the bitterness and regret out of his tones.]

[land_ofdreams]

... wh-what. [may be on the verge of crying]

That's not a very nice thing to say...

[misterunionjack]

No, [he said softly,] no, it isn't. I'm -- a trifle upset, America. I'm sorry. [England clears his throat.] Rest assured that your cat won't be harmed by me -- and I mean it, so long as it stays in my good graces. As long as you -- take care of it and -- show that you like it, all right? Otherwise I might see fit to return it to France with my ire attached to it.

[land_ofdreams]

... wh-why are you upset? You said you didn't want to get me a cat, so I thought it would be okay if-- if someone else got it, and... and I really like it, and I d-don't want you taking her just because you don't want it. [sniffle sniffle]

[takes a step away from England and strokes Ice Cream]

[misterunionjack]

You misheard. I asked you why you thought I would get you a cat; I never said I wouldn't get you one. Your tendency to jump to conclusions like that doesn't cease to-- Haven't you a handkerchief?

[land_ofdreams]

Well, m-maybe you should've just got me one. I thought y-you would get me a cat because I-- I asked nicely and-- and I really wanted one, a-and I...

[sooooob]

I don't know where it iiiiiis. [drops his face and covers his eyes with the kitten/handkerchief replacement]

[misterunionjack]

Lad, cat fur is a poor replacement for a handkerchief. [The older nation takes one out of his pocket (he was down to two, now; God, he needed to make another) and kneels down to America's level. England's expression had softened.] Chin up. Come, let me dry your tears.