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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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[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]

I think my first song was much better, oui.

[britanniarules]

For once, I'll agree with you. But why are all these stupid songs about love? Particularly between us. There's no such thing.

[sansbaguette]

Hm... Perhaps not. [But she still feels awfully affectionate and warm when she looks at you. More so than the usual grudging fondness she's developed over the centuries.]

[britanniarules]

[Ah, that sweet enemy. Oh god, she can feel another song coming on help help he-]

If there's a prize for rotten judgment...
Well, I guess I've already won that.
No one is worth the aggravation...
That's ancient history, been there, done that!

[sansbaguette]

[France is already swaying to the tune stuck in her head. N-no, no one must know that she secretly likes Disney just a little...]

Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'
I'm the Earth and heaven to you, [She does smirk a bit there.]
Try to keep it hidden,
Honey, I can see right through you!
Girl, ya can't conceal it
I know how ya feel and
Who you're thinking of~

How do I italics.

[britanniarules]

[You've only got the biggest Disney attraction in Europe right next to Paris after all...]

Ohh~!
No chance! no way!
I won't say it, no, no!

[sansbaguette]

[H-hey, she doesn't go there or anything... Often...]

You swoon, you sigh! Why deny it, uh oh?

[britanniarules]

[Uhuh. What about that direct train line from Paris Nord?]

It's too cliche!
I won't say I'm in love!

[sansbaguette]

Shoo doo, shoo doo, oooooooh~

[Smirking fondly at England as she sings, shaking her head.] Idiot.

[britanniarules]

I thought my heart had learned its lesson.
It feels so good when you start out...
My head is screaming get a grip, girl!
Unless you're dying to cry your heart out,
Ohhh!

[Shakes her head, but yeah, she's kind of getting in to this song. Shut up France.]

[sansbaguette]

[Swinging her hips and everything.]

You keep on denying
Who you are and how you're feeling
Baby, I'm not buying
Hon, I saw ya hit the ceiling
Face it like a grown-up
When ya gonna own up
That ya got, got, got it bad!

[britanniarules]

Ohh~!
No chance, no way!
I won't say it, no! No!

[Folds her arms and glares. She'll act the part. Have you forgotten how this song ends, England?]

[sansbaguette]

Give up, give in
Check the grin you're in love!

[Getting kind of caught up in the song as well, not really thinking about what she's demanding... Give in, England! Now!]

[britanniarules]

This scene won't play!
I won't say I'm in lo-o-ove~!

[sansbaguette]

[...]

You're doin flips, read my lips!
You're in love!