((Is it okay if I post in this plurk? Cuba and Scotland like to mess with eachother so I'd imagine Scotland with flirt with Mexico to annoy_

Cuba >w> ))

[[It's okay, though I dunno if it would annoy Cuba... but feel free C:]]

(( It will >w> ))

would be more than willing to help him with that~!

would be thankful if he helped. He lives in an sea of cactus, but still freaks out when a spike is sticking out of his skin.

holds out his hand for Mexico's and says with a small wink, 'Just leave it to me. I'll sort it out... now close your eyes.'

slightly blushes at the wink, and closes eyes as he lets them hold his hand.

lifts up the hand to his mouth with a small grin, taking the finger in his mouth and sucking on it. He watches Mexico for his reaction,_

admiring the blush.

blushes madly now, blinking at him. "I-is it how you take... it out...?"

a small nod, pulling back with a small pop. He takes the spike off his tongue, pulling away. He says with a small, 'And I bet you didn't_

even feel it.'

shakes head. He was too distracted by 'something'...

*throwing it away *small smirk (( Orz.... this is what little sleep does to you ;n; ))

smiles, still holding his hand. 'Is there any more? Or anything else I can help you with?'

shakes his head. "N-no, gracias. I think I'm fine now."

his hand a small squeeze before leaning in to whisper. 'Well I'm willing to help with *anything* Mexico.' He lets go of the hand, pulling_

back. 'Just shout.'

still blushing. He is not used to being treated like THAT! "I'm fine, really. Um. But maybe... would you like to drink a cup of tea? Coffee?

As a thank you, of course."

eyes brighten at the mention of tea, 'A cup of tea would be braw... although I'll have you know I didn't do that for a reward.' He tilts_

his head to admire Mexico... no wonder Cuba hung out with him so often, he's cute.

smils nervously. "But you know, I'm not good at making tea. Sorry if I mess up."

nods, taking that in... 'Well what do you make best?' He asks, siddling closer.

grins. "They say that I make fine cocktails with tequila."

hums, before smirking 'Well it's got to be late enough to be late enough to drink somewhere~'

shakes his head. "Pubs are kinda dangerous for a foreigner. But I would be glad if you accepted my invitation to have a drink at my place."

blinks, 'Really? Dangerous...' He's always felt at home in pubs anywhere but he nods, 'If that's alright with you it's good for me.'

hold out his jacket to show him the inside of it, making his gun visible, with a small smile. "Gotta make sure."

scarred o.o 'You're allowed to carry that about in Public?!?'

might be keeping his hands to himself from now on.

grins at that. "It's not real. But makes a sound like a real one, with no bullets."

makes an ooh sound, 'So you use blanks?'

nods. "I'm not hurting anyone for anything."

smiles, 'That sounds like a braw plan. Don't need that on your concious.'

leads him to his house, as he lets themselves in, he hangs his sombrero and jacket up, throwing off his shoes.

follows in, taking off his shoes. He is in t-shirt because Mexico is far too hot for him so he doensn't need to do anything else. 'It's a_

nice house.'

*doesn't

smiles at him. "Gracias. By the way... are you feint throated?"

((*flails* Scotland! What are you doing to my cute little Mexico! ;AAA; ))

(( <333333 ;D ))

blinks, 'If you're asking if I can handle booze then you don't need to worry. I was brought up on the stuff.'

[WHO IS LITTLE? D:]

grins. "Not, it's about if you could handle hot and spicey drinks as well..."

(( ;w; You are~ *steals you away from Scotland*))

blinks, 'Ooh, well The Tikka Masalla was invented in Scotland. I'm sure I can handle anything hot and spicy...' *wink*

[o__o *is stolen away?*]

((I told you he'd be jealous >3 ))

smiles, and makes a glass of Tequila Furnace for Scotland, and one for himself.

[xD sorry for not believing you]

pouts at the lack of blush, leaning against the counter. 'Thanks for this mate.'

hands him the glass, smiling. "Here you are~"

smiles back, taking the glass. 'Well bottoms up!'

raises his glass a little. "Salud y pesetas~" he sips into the drink.

takes a sip too, flushing afterwards... It was bloody hot.

laughs at the flush. "Oh dios mío! That was cute!"

scowls, taking another sip. 'I'm not'

hums in thought. "I think I have some bread if you want to eat some with your drink. Makes the hot taste weaker."

nods, feeling foolish. 'That'd be great,' he mumbles.

him two slices of bread. "I'm sorry it wasn't to your liking." makes a ittle sad face.

flails slightly, he doesn't do well with sad faces. 'No it's gorgeous... I'm just to bland things.' He takes a bite of the bread, 'I'm fine_

now.... just consider me a silly tourist.'

smiles a little, feeling better now. "You can make yourself some tea afterwards. I have some, but I'm not skilled at making tea myself."

nods, 'That'll be nice... it'll give my poor wee taste buds a rest.'

empties his own glass, not even feeling anything... hot or spicy.

pouts, half way through his glass. It's not his fault his food is bland.

gets things ready for the tea while Greg finishes his drink.

finishes in a short while, following Mexico's lead. 'Are you wanting a cup too?'

nods, smiling. "Sí, gracias."

smiles back. 'So... have you and Cuba together yet?' he asks, setting about making the best cup tea ever, as he does everytime he makes them

frowns at that, and blushes at the same time. "Perdón???"

just continues making the tea, 'Oooh, so he hasn't gathered up the balls to ask you out then?'

sighes. "Were are just relatives."

hums... 'So are Artie and your Northern neighbour. Doesn't stop them from getting freaky... I swear I can hear them from all the way up in_

Scotland.'

laughs at that softly. "I didn't say that because it would be a problem. I just stated that we were nothing more than that."

blinks... 'Oooh. Well that's a shame. Someone as bonnie as you should be treated special.' He hands over the tea, 'Like how I treat Ly.'

nods as a thanks, taking the cup. "I'm treated like a special trouble by America." grins at that. "And Cuba cares about me in his own way...

That's pretty enough for me."

smiles back, 'Well as long as you're as happy as you could be.' He takes a sip of the tea, sighing happily. This was more like it.

sips into the tea. "It's a little foreign for me... but tastes fine. By the way, what's the fuss about Cuba?" raises a brow.

grins, giving a small shrug. 'It's amusing how I just rub him up the wrong way.'

a little amused. "Oh? And what makes you think that he and I would... ever?"

shrugs, 'Just thought he had the hots for you. You are a looker.'

blushes slightly. "Ask HIM, not me."

smirks behind his cup, leaning against the counter. 'I might just have it.'

*to

empties his own cup, smiling a little.

empties his too, smiling. 'Well, thanks for the tea and the drink mate. I'll be sure to pay you back.'

smiles. "You don't have too. But when I have another spike in my finger, I'll call you."

Laughs, 'Be sure too~ And tell Cuba I'll be gald to help out with any spikes he may have.' He kids, walking towards the hall.

shakes head, amused. "I"ll make you he knows that."

*glad

snorts, putting on his shoes. 'Take a picture of his face for me when you say that to him... it'l be good for blackmail.'

laughs. "And you tell me if you asked him about having the hots for me~"

hums.... opening the door. 'Watch, you almost sound as though you're hoping he is.'

him a smirk. "I just might be."

smirks back, walking down the path. 'I'll be sure to tell you the answer then Mexico.'

smirks back, 'I'll be sure to tell you the answer then Mexico.' He shuts the door, planning to go home for the time being.