he could.

France is a jerk.

Arthur is a jerk~

why France even bothers coming over and trying to bother him :|

bored~

he should go be bored somewhere else.

faceplants inbetween them both.

stares. "Since when are mini-samuels falling from the sky?"

walking along looking for something to eat. He blinks at them both before running into a bush. Scary people.

laughs.

snorts.

hears them both and scowls to himself, throwing a rock in their general direction.

kicks the rock back at him.

ducks.

hit by a rock and falls backwards, out of the bush. He's out cold.

didn't know he hit it that hard. "Bloody hell."

that's what he gets for being violent to children x.x

wasn't trying to be violent. :|

the word 'kick' in itself is violent.

goes over to help him up, or take him inside if he's out.

shifts a bit since England didn't mean to kick to hard. He opens his eyes, rubbing the back of his head.

reaches down a hand to help the boy up. "You okay?"

doesn't take his hand, standing up shakily. He sniffles, nodding as he takes a step back. 'Uh-huh.'

raises his eyebrow and takes his hand back. He crouches down to his level. "Let me check for injuries."

shakes his head, rubbing at his eyes. 'You're nasty,' he states, taking another step back.

rolls his eyes. "Uhuh." He stays where he is.

looks at him, scowling before running forward to hit him. He then runs away off to find Reuben. He was nice.

snorts and stands up. He supposes nothing's ever changed then.

((... he has a mind of his own xD;; ))

[XD Thats fine~]

wanders into Arthur's house.

grumbles as his alarm system goes off. "Dammit Toad!"

startled slightly but laughs and moves further into his house.

what the bloody hell he wants in his house for. He follows him, shutting off his security system.

starts rummaging around through things.

peers over his shoulder.

looking through one of his old boxes.

watches him. "What do you think you're looking for?"

"Something~" he continues digging through the box.

pushes him forward into the box C:

flails around crushing stuff in the box.

glad that's his junk box 8D he closes it on him.

starts thrashing around, going to break the box.

sits on the box

kicks upwards.

bounces from the impact but doesn't budge >C

kicks upwards again, and again >|

continues bouncing. "Not gonna workkkk~"

pouts but continues to kick!

laughs, until he falls into the box and on top of France that is. He grumbles.

yelps, and wraps his arms around Arthur.

flails. "Let go of me you git!"

shakes his head. "Non~" He squirms moving so he can shift to his side. Hoping to be able to let him go then get out of this box.

flails more as the box tumbles over, his head awkwardly smooshed up against some piece of metal. "Dammit. Gitoff'!"

laughs and lets go of him squirming out from under the box.

kicks him and squirms out, trying to push him back.

kicks him back and squirms out faster

pushes him down and crawls over him~

punches him in the jaw, after pushing him off of himself.

growls, thinking that was unnecessary, and kicking him in the face as he stumbled out.

pouts and flails around going after his legs.

rubs his jaw, trying to shove him back in the box.