Hey, Mattie! What's up? Nice digs! [He's saying this as he pulls the bottom part off his cupcake and squishes it over the frosting to make a CUPCAKE SANDWICH of one of the brown ones. Oooh, he was expecting Chocolate but it's totally Peanut Butter, ROCK! Hey, this is kind of hard to chew, but peanut butter is generally hard to chew, and-
holy fuck it's like his jaw is popping and resetting to house bigger more GRINDY teeth, and those are fucking strange pebble-leather texture starting to pepper his skin and what's with his eyes and one RIP SCHLOOP later and there's a fucking tail that looks way too long but at least his neck stays where it is, because Commerica is now a kemonomimi Brachytrachelopan.]
[He's about to say 'just Canada is fine,' when he looks down at his 'digs'. The gape that gets (omg now everyone will mistake me for America) is promptly outdone by the gape his brother gets.
His. Brother. Just. Turned. Into. A. Dinosaur.
And he heard him talk. (Didn't register what was said, but he talked.)]
[He waves his hand in front of his face for a sec here. Oh, dude, dude. Yeah, that's dinosaur skin on the back of there. And then he looks over to - yep, his brother. In his clothes. So aside from the faint curl to his hair Canada is almost unmistakable without showing any of America's distinctive marks.]
Dude I didn't think you would, I mean, you're my bro and you got my back and all but I totally got roofied and you said sorry so -- is it a CIA thing? Is Vanya pulling some kind of prank? OR IT'S ENGLAND. [his tail thumps against the ground at just saying that jerk's name. BAM!]
[He ...thinks he knows what 'roofied' means, but there is so much else not making sense. Like who is Vanya, and what does the CIA have to do with anything? And of course he'd said sorry. (He says sorry to everything.)]
Ah- ah...
[Well, the cupcakes had tasted kinda off. And England's food is-- no, no, not gonna think about that.]
W-wait. Maybe- maybe it was the cupcake. You were eating one too?
Well yeah, I mean, how else did I get drugged? This HAS to be a hallucination I mean for fuck's sake look at me, I have a TAIL! There's no way this is real. [he stomps around to show Canada, see? This is absolutely a hallucinati- he proceeds to knock down a bunch of shit thanks to said absurdly long tail.]
I- I- I don't know-! I just changed clothes, but you- you- What should we do? ...*sniff* [Sorry, Canada is starting to cry. This is all just too much.]
Commerica is v. protective of his brother okay.allthenukesJuly 10 2011, 09:03:03 UTC
[N-NOOOOOOOOO MATTIE DON'T CRY. D: D: D: now PANIC AND FREAK OUT Commerica, as he flails his arms (knocks more shit down with his tail) for a second before he gives another sputter and just hugs Canada.] Shhh, shhh, it's gonna be okay we'll figure something out, please don't cry Canada!
[Canada is being... totally kinda hugged by a dinosaur. (Please don't crush me-!)]
S-sorry, America. Sorry...
[He takes a couple deep breaths, trying to calm down so that his brother won't be so anxious. (And... kinda strange how anxious America was? But, other important things to worry about now.)]
It's okay! Don't even worry, alright? [he pulls back, ruffling Canada's hair.] Being part dinosaur is kinda neat actually! Now that I think about it, just - whoa! Kinda a shock there!
Don't get me wrong! I wanna go back to normal, I don't even know how many problems this is gonna cause if it's permanent not the least of which is how the hell is sex gonna work, but we'll figure something out together! Hm, maybe eating another cupcake will fix it? Like when Alice drank the potions and at the cookies... [ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT, HE GRABS ANOTHER CUPCAKE. This one is yellow. He makes a cupcake sandwich like before, nom nom nom - this is hard to eat with dinosaur mouth. Being a generally honest person, it may be some time before he notices any effects.]
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[*poof*, Canada is wearing his brother's stuff. But hasn't noticed yet...]
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holy fuck it's like his jaw is popping and resetting to house bigger more GRINDY teeth, and those are fucking strange pebble-leather texture starting to pepper his skin and what's with his eyes and one RIP SCHLOOP later and there's a fucking tail that looks way too long but at least his neck stays where it is, because Commerica is now a kemonomimi Brachytrachelopan.]
...Dude I think that cupcake had roofies in it.
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His. Brother. Just. Turned. Into. A. Dinosaur.
And he heard him talk. (Didn't register what was said, but he talked.)]
S-s-sorry?
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... Did you roofie the cupcakes?
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Wh-what? N-no! What are you talking about? Y-you know me- there is no way I could do something like- like this!
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Ah- ah...
[Well, the cupcakes had tasted kinda off. And England's food is-- no, no, not gonna think about that.]
W-wait. Maybe- maybe it was the cupcake. You were eating one too?
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Bro why am I a dinosaur?!
[D:]
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S-sorry, America. Sorry...
[He takes a couple deep breaths, trying to calm down so that his brother won't be so anxious. (And... kinda strange how anxious America was? But, other important things to worry about now.)]
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Uh- y-yah... a... shock... R-really...
[Swallowing hard, he studies his brother's face for a moment.]
Um... if- if you're really okay the way you are, then- then, I support you.
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... Hm, lemony.
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And h-how do you feel? [He glances over - should he try another one too?]
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