*squeaks* WHY YOU DO THIS?
Whaaaaaat was that? -Prods side once or twice before tickling-
*squeaks again* Stoooooooooop!!
-Puffs cheeks and stops- No name-calling.
I'll call you names if you want to. *huff*
....ouo Yeeeeees, Arthur?
Were you picking on Matthew?
*I-AM-ASHAMED LOOK* ..... *goes to comfort Matt*
*yay! gets comforts! BEST EVER*
.....;; /Left out in the cold....
-snuggle snuggle- .....-glares out at Lovino through a window before starting a fire in the fireplace-
*this is just so terrible... XD should not be amused*
*NEVER GIVE IN TO THE ENEMY. THAT'S HOW YOU BECOME A GREAT EMPIRE* ......*glaaaaaaaaaaaaaare*
*doesn't want to be an empire, eh...*
*caught up in the old days*....*snuggle snuggle*
... um... we... you know, we could let him in, eh...? *hugs...*
*cuddle cuddle*.....*didn't hear Matt*
... Arthur...? *crap, has gone invisi-mode..*
*cuddle cuddle* a~h Canada, you're such a nice quiet boy. Unlike that selfish bloke of a brother...*grumbles*
..........Arthur??? *a little louder this time*
*pokes HARD* Don't be so mean to Lovino, eh? It doesn't make sense to be mean because of meanness...!
*pouts slightly and looks out the window* ....He's a big boy, he'll survive
*learned it from the best*
*frown and unlatches from Matt, not liking giving up* ........ fine........
*not moving from this spot*
... *well, okay... goes to let Lovino in*
;; /Stumbles in and clings to leg
but if you make Matthiew cry one more time-!
*sighs* Arthur... I can take care of myself, eh? *despite the fact that he was just bawling >_>*
/Sniffles and wipes dripping nose
*................................Lovino looks like an adorable little kid like that*..........*dazes off*
*didn't think it could get more awkward... thanks for proving me wrong, Arthur*
((YOU ARE WELCOME-/shot ))
*pats spot next to him for Lovino, going into loving father mode*
...-Nervously sits, dragging Mattie with-
*awkward awkward awkward for all eternity*
Good... Would you like something to drink? Tea? Hot cocoa? *wraps blanket around*
-Purrs and nuzzles into blanket; voice hoarse- Hot cocoa...?
*nods and heads to the kitchen (thankfully, drinks were something Arthur could make), leaves the two alone*