he enjoys it.

getting to the fun part now. He always love this kind of movie even though they have the muffins in them.

if there's something wrong with muffins? Aside from them tasting a little bland..

them muffins are bad, bad guys who do a lot of bad stuffs. They're mean too!

never met a mad muffin. Scones, on the other hand....

bad*]

shudders. Wait, so now aside from the evil muffins, they have the evil scones too now?!

scones are eviler. They cause concussions.

now honestly terrified of pastries. Do the evil scones hit you on your head or something when you do something they hate?

tells him they attack when anywhere near an Englishman. But don't worry, French pastries are not evil at all.

makes a note to himself to never go near an Englishman. His muffins are already troublesome enough for him. "French pastries...? Like what?"

"You know, éclairs, mille-feuille, bichon au citron..."

knows those! But never know that they're actually French... "So there will be no evil éclairs or whatever it is?" He's saying it strangely.

"Never ever. They will always be nice and delicious."

looks down and frowns. "Lucky French then... they don't need to worry that anything will kill them in their sleep..."

pats his head. "You can come live with grand frère France and become French!"

W-w-what-- wait. "You're France?!" He doesn't notice. Right, he had let this pervert touch him. Oh God, what if his perviness gets to him..?

nods. "Ouais. Can't you tell?" He looks just as lovely as when he was younger!

shakes head and takes a step back. "N-no. I thought you're just a strange hairy guy with stubbles."

"Non, c'est moi. What's wrong?"

bad memories of France. Yes. "Nothing's wrong, dammit. Just. Stay. Away. From. Me."

frowns. "Why? I have been nothing but nice to you."

"W-well, yeah, but..." Stares at the other and is reminded of the rumours of France's... touchy-feeliness. "Keep your hands to yourself."

"How could we hug properly if I can't use my hands, hmm?"

tilts head and frowns, trying to think of it. "As long as your hands don't wander to strange places then..."

no paedophile. Ahem. "I was unaware that there are strange places to put one's hands."

not convinced. Ain't you chasing everything that moves...? "Like on someone's ass. Or under their shirt!"

technically isn't chasing anything at the moment. "Mon petit ami, you are so misinformed! Those are *good* places."

sure you'll chase something later. "Wh-what? Those are bad places! It's uh, what... against prive- privat- privacy?"

too suave to *chase*. "Do not be silly. Of course it is not. It feels good, so it is not a breach of any sort of privacy."

frowns' "It... feels good...? Really?"

nods. "Oui. That is why everyone does it."

can't imagine it. "I-I don't believe you, dammit."

"You should; I know what I'm talking about."

huffs and crosses his arms. "Yeah, right. I still can't believe something like that can feel good though..."

"Then why not try it and see for yourself?"

narrows eyes and stares at him suspiciously. "With who? You?" ( ;n; OMG Lovi stop being such an ass to grand frere )

shrugs a bit airily. "I would be one of the more experienced people you could choose..." [;3;]

tilts head. "One of the more experienced people...? Who is this other people?" ( /gives candy? ;w;? )

for a moment. "It doesn't matter; I'm the best."

contemplating on taking his offer. "Wh-what are you going to do once you got your hands on the bad places?"

"I told you; they aren't bad places. And what I'll do is make you feel good all over."

still can't imagine those... as good places... Frowns and thinks this. He's curious but this is France you're talking to.

let Lovino choose for himself, but really, he'd be missing out if he declines.

bites lips, thinking hard. And forgets to breathe. orz He gasps for breath.

pats his back. "Take it easy."

"I-I can't!" Frowns. "I wanna know but I don't wanna know too." Flails for being so indecisive.

tilts his head a fraction. "You do not have to decide right away. It *is* a really big decision."

stares at him with big eyes and mouth shaping an 'o' "You could have said that sooner!" He already got headache from thinking about this.

tries not to laugh. "My apologies. I would have thought that it was obvious."

pouts. "Sorry, I am not that smart." Huffs. "Give me an ice cream then maybe I will consider accepting your apologize."

"I'm sure you can be smarter if you try." But sure, he'll look in the freezer for ice cream.

doesn't know whether that is a praise or not. And he doesn't want his own ice cream, dammit. He wants *you* to buy him ice cream.

supposes it could go either way. And what difference does it make where the ice cream comes from?

just wants to rob you of your money, yeah. Whatever! Things taste better when peoples buy it for you.

buy him ice cream then. But only if he asks nicely.

tugs at his clothes. "I want an ice cream."

"How do you ask nicely for it?"

frowns. "Is it not nice enough?" He doesn't call him a bastard...

"Non. Try 'je voudrais une glace s'il vous plaît, grand frère.'"

repeats what the other said strangely and sticks his tongue out at him. "Just give me ice cream already!"

reaches for his hand to lead him out. "Be patient. We need to find a vendor first."

hesitates before taking his hand. "Alright..." He looks around and makes sure he doesn't lose Francis.

heads in a random direction once outside. He isn't familiar with the area all too well, but he's sure he'll come upon something.

notices the streetside ice-cream vendor and points it to the other. "I found the ice cream guy!"

"Ah, oui." He heads over there and greats the vendor in accented Italian before looking to Romano. "Pick out what you'd like."

never thought the other can speak Italian and looks at him in wonder before snapping out. "Oh! I want the chocolate one!" Waits eagerly.

isn't a very good speaker, really. He rarely dares to venture past basic greetings. He orders the ice cream for Romano and pulls his wallet

out from his shoulder bag to pay.

got his ice cream and is eating it happily now. "Are you not going to order one for yourself?"

"I am. I'm still looking." After a moment, he orders himself a coffee-flavoured ice cream.

to know how a coffee flavoured ice cream tastes like.

let him have a taste, then.

tastes it and frowns at the flavour. "Not sweet..." Puffs cheeks and eats his own ice cream. This teaches him to not be greedy.

shrugs and eats his slowly. "It's one of my favourites."

him a look. "You like strange things." Like getting your hands on bad places. And something not sweet.

"Coffee is a grown-up drink, anyway. I'm sure you'll like it when you're older."

"Really...?" He's not so sure about growing up now. "But that thing tastes strange. You try my chocolate!"

"You can put milk in it to make it taste better." He tries the chocolate ice cream. "That's good, too."

makes a note of it. Lotsa milk might make the taste more bearable. "Isn't it better than coffee?"

"It's good, but only like a little bit of chocolate at once, so I still like the coffee better."

stands by his opinion. He's an annoying stubborn kid, yep. "Your lost then."

isn't going to argue with a child, so he simply shrugs before eating his ice cream again.

finished with his ice cream. And he just realized that he hasn't said any 'thank you' to the other yet...

isn't expecting one from him, really. He's almost finished with his ice cream, though.

to say thank you or to not say it. Dammit. He was taught manners back then but... "Thanks for the ice cream, uh" bastard? Nah. "grand frère"

absolutely *thrilled* that he called him that! "You're welcome."

can't believe he just said a word in French. "You'll buy me more ice cream next time, right?"

would like it if he spoke more French. He might try more Italian in exchange. "Mm, if you ask nicely again."

can't pronounce French right. And he hates making mistakes when there are people around. "B-buuuut... Fine." For the sake of free ice cream.

can't speak Italian any better; he makes plenty of mistakes. "It'll be fun, like this has been."

not be mean and laugh at him because he fails too. "O-okay then, I'll believe in you this time."

smiles. "Bon. See, you should trust me. I wouldn't steer you the wrong way." >>

shall trust his words then. After all, the other just buy him ice cream! He can't be someone bad... yeah?

totally isn't bad at all. In fact, if Romano decides he wants to be French, he'll give him ice cream daily.

have to consider that then. What do one have to do to become a French?

explains that he'd have to conform to French ideals--secularism and whatnot--and speak the language. And his land would become French, too.

... does not want to become anyone's. And what about Italian? He can't speak Italian anymore if he becomes French?

would let him still speak Italian. His people would just have to learn French too. And he's not just *anyone*. He's France.

shall consider this option. Free ice cream VS having to do houseworks by himself everyday...

won't even make him wear dresses, either. He has other cute outfits he could wear instead.

doesn't have to wear dresses?! *A* OMG. He doesn't mind becoming yours now. The problem is to convince someone to let him go.

supposes taking Romano will cause problems between himself and that person too. Hm. Well. Maybe he won't notice?

the person won't notice too. He's usually airheaded, so...

if they'll be fine leaving a dummy dressed up as Romano...

they'll need a dummy that can curse... Though that might work.

could probably find one of those voice boxes somewhere...

wait till he find those voice boxes then! And then he can uh, become French and have free ice creams everyday.

find them as soon as possible. And yes, ice cream. Reasonable portions though; he doesn't want Romano to get fat.

not get fat. He is Italian, Italians don't get fat from just ice cream. He wishes France luck finding them and hopes it won't take too long.

glad for that, then. Maybe an electronics store would have it...Romano can come with?

kinda sleepy after eating ice-cream. He's actually just lazy but a-hem, you didn't just read that. France can carry him along though!

doesn't mind doing that at all. His shoulder can even be used as a pillow!

not sure his shoulder will be the best pillow ever but whatever, as long as he doesn't have to walk. "I'm sleepy."

it'll have to do, really. It wouldn't be good to leave such a small child unsupervised. "You can sleep on the way."

c-can take care of himself just fine. The house he has been sleeping in for the past few days is not ruined... yet. "You'll carry me?"

can't imagine he likes being alone all the time. Does he? "Oui. So long as you do not kick or something."

pretty scared when he's alone, yes. So he likes company more. Even though it is someone he doesn't know. "I don't kick in my sleep!"

lifts him up holds Romano at his hip. "Ah, that's good. Because if you do, you'll be walking."

not used to being picked up and panics at first before trying to calm himself. Right, France won't drop him... "Don't wanna walk..."

holds him securely but comfortably. "Then behave and you won't have to." And it's to a bus stop.

clings to him. He's not looking down... not looking down-- "Mmkay."

walks down the sidewalk to a bus stop. He figures this would be better than walking aimlessly. "Do you know where the stores are at?"