(( and the Italians. ))

bellows orders to make them scrub the deck squeaky clean.

[[What?]]

huffs as he just sits on top of a german officer, who is serving as his chair and he is doing a bit of pushups.

(( yo dawg. ))

(( pffft ))

[[......./Blankstaresob]]

"Drink, Schmidt-san?"

(( what, Romano? ))

hesitates a bit before accepting the tea. "Thanks."

(( I JUST REALIZED I CAN BE AS MUCH NORTHERN GERMAN AS I WANT NOW! YAY FOR TEA! ))

[[Well, I was confused about the Italians bit. Since none of us are in the Navy. =w=]]

(( well, I guess there are some random ITalians there as well OTL ))

[[Yeah, figured that out after the fact. Just threw me off for a second.]]

smiles sweetly as he just continues watch the soldiers being so .. so.. weak.

(( stupid white text. ))

(( PFft. ))

bellows them around more, telling them how the deck has to be MORE than just squeaky clean for the captain.

shakes his head as he feels wanting to tell Germany off, just clean is fine. But... he looks down, worried how on earth he can walk with his

socks on. '

doesn't feel like pulling off his Ninja training.

((lolwhut?))

(( =w=+))

((aw, my crew's so sweet, making the ship squeaky clean ;w; ))