œ 001 Action + Phone

[theseineone]

[Good morning, Mayfield, you have two options for today. The first is action for 1446 Mitchell Road and anyone who happens to be passing by, I suppose.]

A. [France wakes up that morning feeling vaguely disorientated. His birds, Pierre and Pierre, are both pecking at his hair wake him and he pets them absentmindedly.]'Ow did you get out of your

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B.

[tomatatas]

...Francia? You sound different, are you sick bambino?

[theseineone]

[Girl Romano. Romana. Femano.]

Oui- [Clears his throat.] Oui, mademoiselle, I think I might be.

[tomatatas]

[Otherwise known as the Italian with tits...

Makes a soft, motherly noise] Ahh, poor piccolo... would you like me to make you some soup, and bring it over? You sound like your poor throat is all scratched up.

[theseineone]

Ah, would you, mademoiselle? That would be very kind of you indeed. [He's wondering how she's falling for this, but maybe his voice wasn't that high as a child. He can't remember, anyway.]

[tomatatas]

[The thought of sick children is highly distracting okay]

Okay, any preferences bambino? And where do you live, I don't think I've ever been there after all...

[theseineone]

Non, non, I'm sure whatever you pick will be très bien! Et, hm... [Address address where's the mail, where is it? Oh, found it!] 1446 Mitchell Road. Apparently.

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[tomatatas]

Mm, okay then, but no complaining with what I bring, okay?

I'll be there soon, so go and get some rest bambino. [Hangs up]

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[tomatatas]

[And sometime later.

Knock knock knock on the door]

[theseineone]

[After a moment, the door swings open. There isn't anyone standing in the entrance, though...]

Every breath you take...

[tomatatas]

...

[Peeks in finally] Francia?

Every move you make...

[theseineone]

[Suddenly, France!] Ah, you're even more beautiful than I remembered...

Every bond you break, ever step you take....

[tomatatas]

[Jerks in surprise, only just keeping her grip on the soup

And then stares suspiciously at him... familiar, and yet...] Who are you, strambo? ['Weirdo']

I'll be watching you~

[theseineone]

[Puts his hands on her hips.] Romano would have screamed at that, I think... But you do sound a little like him... Mais, you're much sexier, oui.. [Ignoring her question? Yes.]

Sobs. ;o;

[tomatatas]

[Kicks him. Hard. In the shins] Get your hands off of me, pervertito!

[This is her screaming now. In anger.]

[theseineone]

[Winces, but doesn't let go.] Calm down, mademoiselle, calm down!

[tomatatas]

Take your hands off of me, you creepy pervertito!! [Kicking harder, before ripping the lid off the soup and tossing it in his face.

It's nice and hot too.]