reckons that must be his fault, then.

why Iceland's talking to him and why he thinks it's his fault. ._.

would prefer that the other would not look at him like that.

won't look at him at all, then.

that is rude. "You were better when you were shorter and didn't have grey hair coming out of his head."

blinks and grabs a bunch of his hair, looking frantically for grey. He lets out a breath of relief before glaring at him. "I don't have grey

hairs. --And when I was shorter?"

crosses his arms. "If you did, there is hair dye. And you're still short."

scowls, "I'm not short," He says, then pauses. "But what did you mean be 'when I was shorter'...?"

watches Switzerland for a moment. "I think you grew over night. Keep drinking your milk."

's eyebrow twitches as he resists the urge to facepalm. "I'm not short!"

brings a hand up to his own chin. "I think someone is in denial."

frowns and shakes his head rapidly. "I'm not."

actually shorter, but, yeah, who cares~? "Too much chocolate must have caused it all gone to your head."

frowns even more, a crease appearing on his forehead. He reaches for his pocket, only to find that his gun isn't there. He moves closer and

flicks Iceland's forehead. "Like you're one to talk."

swats at the hand. "That really hurts my feelings," he says, tonelessly. "Act like that and you'll get wrinkles."

brings his hand back and immediately loosens his expression. Wrinkles aren't very fun. "I'm sure it does," He replies in monotone.

"And you wouldn't be so pretty. That would not do you any good."

combs the hair with his fingers, "It wouldn't at all."

(( /SNORT ))

[8DD]

this guy is kidding. "It wouldn't. We would have one less girl running around."

stops and blinks a few times before frowning, "What did you say?" He almost growls out, teeth grit. Luckily for Iceland, he's unarmed.

takes interest in his fingernails. "Oh...wait...I think puberty just kicked in. Congratulations."

to strangle him. He takes a sharp breath and tries to stop gritting his teeth. "Are you always so annoying?"

barely takes notice of this. "Are you always on your monthly?"

a deathly glare, face red, biting his lower lip. He's not very tolerant to female jokes. If only he had a weapon of some sort...

crosses his arms back over. "I will take that as a 'yes,' judging by the colour of your face. You know, there are doctors for that."

rolls his eyes and tries to take this maturely. Which is a bit difficult for him. "You're acting childishly." He breathes, face still red.

[lmao you really know how to press the right buttons. Even I was getting annoyed for a second there XD]

( At least we know it's working. /shotdead )

[Hnng /shoots to death |D;]

drops his arms. "Not that is out of my system, it's nice to meet you." ...Not really.

raises an eyebrow, "...Same here." Yep, not really, no.

pulls a glove on, extending out the gloved hand. "Handshake."

glances at the hand. Was putting a glove on necessary? Then again, he was wearing one himself. "If you insist." He shakes his hand slowly.

keeps the handshake short, examining his glove after. No spots. This guy really can give him a run for his money. He tugs the glove off,

sticking it back in his pocket. "You're not diseased."

looks at his hand right after as well, before looking back at him. "Of course," he says, dropping his arm, "Always good to be clean."

tilts his head. "...It must be hard with your neighbors so close."

nods. Finally somebody gets it! ...Even if that somebody is extremely annoying. "It's very hard." He narrows his eyes, "Do you know what

it's like, being neighbors with the Italies?" He snorts and shakes his head.

"It's more of a question of 'do you want to think about it?' Because, I don't really want to. I'm my own island. Even the nearest idiot

a problem getting to me."

always wanted to be his own island. Much easier to stay neutral *and* clean. "You're very lucky." He bites his inner cheek, "I hate my

neighbors." Always starting fights around him, always trying to conquer him...

raises an eyebrow. "When you're an island. You interest morons. A few people got lucky a few times, but they eventually left." No thanks

to a useless supposed parental figure thing.

still thinks it's much better than being stuck in between idiots. "It's the same, when if you're not an island. Only, it's easier for them

to get to you." Idiots, perverts, weaklings-- horrible neighbors.

about this. "I also was considered a mix up between hell's lava and the ice age, so people left me alone."

remembers the volcano. Only another thing to hold against Iceland. "Even so, they stayed away from you."

's volcano also is a factor that caused the French Revolution. "Unless you count the pirates."

squints, "Ah, the pirates..." He doesn't know much of Iceland's history, but he does know of the vikings.

. "Hn. Sometimes I wish no one found me and I could have been raised by a snowman and have a true quest of world domination."

finds that the other is set on world domination. Not that he could blame him. If he wasn't neutral, his stupid neighbors would push him to

go after it too. A snowman on the other hand...

the idea of world domination. "If we stay civil, I promise not to touch your land and a possible fruit basket."

no complaints about that. "Civil, it is then."

guesses that is pretty much it. "Hn. Now what?"

shrugs, he might as well leave. "I don't know."

"I'll buy you a drink and you can be my secretary once I take over Europe."

this isn't another girl joke. Which it was. "You can buy me a drink, but I'd rather take over Europe myself than be your assistant."

not trying to make a girl joke. Surely male secretaries exist. "Unfortunately, you're neutral. So, that's your problem."

being an secretary is lame, either way. "I like being neutral, thank you."

may not be sending him that fruit basket, after all. "So leave the world domination to me."

sort-of wanted that fruit basket. "That I will do," He taps his foot, "I either want a good or no part in this."

just going to drag him to get that drink, now. Maybe it will shut him up.

going to follow along now. After all, it is a free drink. They reach a shake stand.

waves his hand. "Just pick whatever."

picks a chocolate shake and then gestures to him.

"And I'm going to pretend I carry around your currency."

rolls his eyes and sighs. So this wasn't too free after all. He takes some Swiss Francs from his pocket and hands it to him hesitantly.

snorts. "You have common sense to come to my island, I will pay."

snorts and just nods, waiting for his drunk.

kicks at the ground. "You're not too bad. You have class. I guess."

takes an interest at the clouds. "The same goes for you. ...Almost."

[*in OTL]

grunts. "Right. After this, I'm going back to the island. I have things to burn."

what kind of things these are. "You go do that."

[._. How are you switching between Canada and Iceland so quickly]

folds his hands in front of him. "And you can be neutral.

( By magic, I guess. @_@; )

takes the shake from the man at the counter and starts sipping, "That I will do."

[~Magical Canadamod is magical?]

walks away from the counter. "Make sure to keep your hair pretty."

( I guess so. The original idea of using two browsers slowed me down, so now I just sign on and off between the accounts. )

nods and starts walking too. "...Hn." He snorts in reminder of how annoying Iceland was earlier.

[Ahh. But typing the usernames over and over.. neutralchocolatecheese@]

going to keep in mind that Vash is possibly a woman. "Hn..."

( I only have to do that for Iceland. It remembers Canada's but not Iceland's. /snort )

isn't a girl. :T "Alright then ...Good bye?"

[Pfff, how sad]

a nod. "Ciao."

raises an eyebrow and smirks, "Au revoir." He then walks away.