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[sansbaguette]

[France is quite clearly in the arena, cooking at one of the stoves, apron on and swinging her hips as she sings quietly to herself. Her rose is next to her, fully bloomed and a dark red. She smiles at the vine.]

Cuizi c'est quoi!
Ta position favorite~Ahaha, I'm not sure why, but I am in a good mood... This is a rather lovely day though, so I

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[sheroic]

Oh, I want to sing too! But in a real language!

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[sansbaguette]

[That is incredibly annoying... But she can forgive it, since she's feeling so affectionate.] Then sing, chèrie!

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[sheroic]

Let's see...

I liberty lip locked with a girl and I liked iiit!
I hope stupid England don't mind it!

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[sansbaguette]

You... Liberty... Lip locked avec-

[hotshot_momma]

...I think I owe Tenshi a Coke. Really, really should have seen this coming.

Yeah, I've kind of been in THAT mood myself. It's... a little irritating, actually.

God, I'm remembering songs from real early in my Resistance days. Back when the Commander's squirt had a crush on me.

[sansbaguette]

What's wrong with it? Don't you just feel overwhelmed by l'amour~?

L'amour~ L'amour~ L'amour~

[hotshot_momma]

That's the problem. I'm in a romantic and... well, I'm in a mood that I can't really control. Most of the time, I can note it and move on, but it's urgent here. Annoying. Some of my lessons in resisting influence back home help, but...

Ah, Jesus God. Savage Garden. Why THAT song? It long ceased being cute.

[sansbaguette]

It's natural, mademoiselle, it means you're in love. It can't be controlled.

[britanniarules]

[Twitching slightly as she translates the song in her head. Give her a moment to get her tsun back on.]

I thought I heard a cat being strangled.

[sansbaguette]

[Grins when she sees England, ignoring her cruel, harsh words. For some reason, France is very happy to see her... Odd. She puts one hand on her heart and holds the other out at the mirror, towards England.]

Ne t'en va pas
J'me suis pas préparée du tout
À t' regarder
Plonger à pieds joints dans ce trou

Creusé pour toi
Et au-d'ssus duquel un curé
Te survivra
En prônant des absurdités

Je hais déjà
Celui qui aurait maquillé
D'un teint trop mat
Ton doux visage inanimé

Ne t'en va guère
Je n' connais même pas les fleurs
Que tu préfères
Pour te les j'ter par dessus coeur~

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[britanniarules]

[England looks blank as she tries to translate that in her head, not quite sure she's hearing right on some parts. That is a weird and slightly disturbing song and did you just say you wanted to bury her?]

[britanniarules]

There is something deeply wrong with you, Frog.

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[gravityfists]

Wow. Don't need to speak French to understand that.

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[sansbaguette]

It's a fun song.

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[gravityfists]

Hey, it's a good day for fun songs. There's nothing out there trying to kill us, no one's mutating into the rejected characters from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and the Garden just doesn't seem to suck as much today.

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[sansbaguette]

You feel it too, oui? L'amour is in the air! As the country of love, I can sense it!

[airof]

That sounds suspicious, Francia.

[sansbaguette]

Ah, does it, chèrie? It's just an expression of love~

[airof]

Oh, oh? Is that why you sound so happy?

[sansbaguette]

Mm, maybe!