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Post by America on Feb 23, 2010 23:16:43 GMT -5
"Sauerkraut?"
((Gotta go to sleep, night))
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Post by fullmetal1104 on Feb 23, 2010 23:21:22 GMT -5
Austria nodded, then went to go search for the mustard.
((Kay. night.))
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Post by Russia on Aug 30, 2010 18:49:41 GMT -5
France had heard about this castle resembling a lot of a castle in a fairytale and decided to go and visit.
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Post by America on Aug 30, 2010 18:52:52 GMT -5
((I'm gunna make it like a fairy tale and France can be dreaming or something, so you can grope all you want))
America was locked in one of the rooms, glaring at the wall and wondering what the hell he was doing there.
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Post by Russia on Aug 30, 2010 18:56:53 GMT -5
Oh wow okay so, wow fun XD He's not gonna realize it yet))
France walked into the castle seeing a lot of maids and butlers and people you normally wouldn't see at a monument. He continued moving in not getting stopped at all wondering what was going on.
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Post by America on Aug 30, 2010 19:00:26 GMT -5
America decided he needed to find a way out. And to get out of this dress. He tried to shake the doorknob again and huffed, crossed his arms. He banged on the door a few times, trying to get someone's attention. Maybe one of the maids would help him out.
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Post by Russia on Aug 30, 2010 19:35:39 GMT -5
As France was walking through the castle he heard the knocking on a door. Who needs help out of their own room? He shrugged and went over to the door seeing it was locked from the outside. This place is crazy. France finally got the door open not expecting at all what his eyes were seeing.
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Post by America on Aug 30, 2010 19:40:45 GMT -5
America jumped back and blushed. He tugged on his long white gloves and crossed his arms, "I demand you help me out of this castle at once." Was that a British accent?
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Post by Russia on Aug 30, 2010 19:45:08 GMT -5
France raised an eyebrow seeing America and chuckled at the sight. "America why in the world are you wearing that?" He couldn't really stop laughing nor take his eyes off him.
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Post by America on Aug 30, 2010 19:48:52 GMT -5
America looked offended, "Because I'm be the next Queen of England. I was going to be wed to the Prince in a week but it seems that's not going to happen," he looked sad and pititful for a moment before glancing at France, "And what did thy call me? My name is Alfred. What be thy name, commoner?"
((I dunno if I can keep the thys and thous up for too long xD)) ((Yeah I don't think I can do it too well))
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Post by Russia on Aug 30, 2010 19:53:32 GMT -5
France blinked wondering what exactly was going on, "Francis Bonnefoy." He grabbed his hand and kissed it smiling at him, "You are so beautiful mon cheri~." he complimented.
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Post by America on Aug 30, 2010 19:54:44 GMT -5
America looked away with a blush on his face, "Thank you," he said and glanced back at him, "Does... Thine happen to know the way out?"
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Post by Russia on Aug 30, 2010 19:57:47 GMT -5
"Oui." All he had to do was go back the way they came. "Just follow me Alfred." He offered out his arm for him to take and smiled at him trying not to think too many dirty thoughts in the process.
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Post by America on Aug 30, 2010 20:00:00 GMT -5
Alfred looked a little discusted that Francis wanted to take his arm, but heard someone coming down the hall and yanked him back into the room, and shut it so that it didn't make any noise, and so the lock wasn't clicked in place, "I am a prisoner here," he said, straightening out his dress, "Thou can't just walk me out the front door."
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Post by Russia on Aug 30, 2010 20:04:06 GMT -5
"Like I was supposed to know that." Francis said but since they were in a room... He wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him close, "So your amour, the prince, what happened to him to where he couldn't wed such a fine princess?"
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