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[starstripedhero]

[ If anybody were to see America running around today in the Alpha District, they would notice he's covered from head to toe in pretty much every color imaginable

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action forever~

[brows]

... !

[ The most unamused of looks. Congratulations, America, you managed to get blue paint splattered all across England's face and on his clothes. He growled behind gritted teeth. ] America...!

<3<3 1/2.

[starstripedhero]

[ America stared at England for the longest time.
A huge silence fell over the two as America stared at him for the longest time before bursting into laughter. ]

2/2.

[starstripedhero]

ENGLAND, YOU LOOK LIKE PAPA SMURF.
AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA

[brows]

[ Ha, ha. Very funny. Note how England didn't even crack a smile at that joke. ] What the hell is on me?!-- and ... you! What on earth have you been doing, you reckless idiot?! [ Going to attempt to wipe that blue off his face now by flicking his fingers across his cheeks. ]

1/2.

[starstripedhero]

I've been doing

your mom.

[ You walked into that one on your own, England. ]

2/2.

[starstripedhero]

Actually.
Today I was walking around and suddenly this big bubble appeared and I was like: Holy shit, that's a motherfucking bubble. Let's pop it.

So I did. But it ended up to be a Communist trap! And I was covered in red like a Commie and it sucked balls, man.

So I panicked for a bit until I saw another bubble and prayed it would be blue or white but it ended up green!

And now I just-- I don't know.
Hahahaa. Pretty bubbles! They don't taste good either.

[brows]

[ That communist babble made absoltuely no sense to England, so he decided not to question it. Of course it was just America being childish again. ]

This had better not stain my clothes! [ He looked down upon his bright blue splattered clothes with disappointment. This was one of his favourite jumpers, too. ] What even are these ... bubbles?

[starstripedhero]

Uhmmmmmm.
I don't know. Maybe they do stain clothes.

[ A shrug. ]
BUT HAHAHA PAPA SMURF.

I guess they're like-- alien paint bubbles. Our captors probably filled this land to see how we'd react to them. I'm 78.5 percent certain! [ random number pulled from his ass as usual. ]

But for what reason? NO idea, dude. Workin' on that one!

[brows]

[ His eyes dart round, oddly fascinated by the floating colourful bubbles. ] More like a work of magic, I'd say. [ they are going to have this aliens vs magic argument forever aren't they ... ]

[starstripedhero]

Dude, no.
Magic is for pussies.
Aliens have been proven!

[ uhmmm no england. how dare you interrupt his theory spasms with your magic shit. have a competitive glare. ]

[brows]

The only thing that has been proven is how much of a gullible idiot you really are...! [ have that glare right back at you, mate. ]

[starstripedhero]

[ Oh.
Oh.
No, you didn't go there.
America replies in defense, but he sounds as cheery as ever. It'll take more than that to bring the young nation down!
But not too much.
In reality, he's just a big baby. ]

Not really!
It's been more proven that your fat, ugly brows are the cause of your menopause-esque behavior!
[ whut. ]

I'd be a miserable jerk too if I had those caterpillars sitting on my head!

[ Because England's brows are relevant to everything ever. ]

[brows]

Calling my eyebrows fat is rich coming from you, fattie. [ oh yes. he went there. ]

1/?

[starstripedhero]

[ Fattie--?
Fattie--?

Did England just-- ]

2/?

[starstripedhero]

[ But that impossible!
America has been eating nothing but hamburgers and cake since he got here-- but he balanced it out with diet coke!
DIET COKE.
Which tastes disgusting to him, by the way!
Surely he's losing weight now!

Self conscious at the very word, America slowly reaches down and squeezes at his mid section, then around his love handles.

N-No way he's getting fat-- Not in this place-- ]

3/3.

[starstripedhero]

--Take that back!
I'm not getting fat, I've been drinking diet coke!