really, really hates sheep. His shirt is all torn now.

sees the little nation and smirks to himself before walking over.

too busy trying to not cry. There are a few scratches and bite marks on him to match his ribbed clothing. "S-S-S-Stupid sh-sheep..."

frowns, big brother instincts somehow coming through from the perv ones. "What happened, Raivis?"

turns to France, wiping any stray tears away in the process. "Sh-Sheep."

.......

"Sheep?" He was speechless really. Sheep weren't violent...right?

nodded in response. It seemed that sheep were always out to get him. "It t-t-tried t-to eat m-m-m-me."

"... I thought sheep were herbivores. Besides the facts, are you okay now?"

gave himself one last look over. There was no blood. That had to count for something at least. "I'm f-f-f-fine."

thought for a moment. "Come to my house, I'll see that you are well taken care of." He did actually feel bad for the other having been

attacked... by sheep.

had to think about this. This was France he was talking to, after all. Then again, he did seem sincere... "O-O-Okay."

smiles and leads the boy to his house, fumbling with the keys before opening the door. "Feel free to anything in the kitchen and I'll try to

find some clothes that might fit you."

thanks France quietly, heading towards the kitchen. He doesn't really want to be a bother, so he ends up simply sitting at the kitchen table

to wait.

goes upstairs and looks through his massive closet. It was difficult to find anything that might fit the boy, seeing as how he was that size

more than a couple hundred years or so. He managed to find a pair of slacks that might fit and a basic white shirt. He came back down and

tossed it to him. "You may take a shower if you wish before changing into those."

takes the clothing, which had landed on his head. "Th-thank you." He mumbles, making his way to the bathroom. He put everything down and

started the water, stripping before getting in and washing himself.

so so so so tempted to slip in there and start molesting the boy. He could barely keep himself from doing so.

steps out of the shower and dries himself off before getting dressed in the clothing provided, which was still a little big on him.

leans against the kitchen table, thinking of what might cheer up the other.

walks out of the bathroom, still rubbing his hair dry as he makes his way back to the kitchen. "Y-Your b-b-bathroom is n-nice."

grins. "But of course, much better than anything you'd see at the Englishman's house."

lets the towel rest on his shoulders, content with his hair for the time being. "I d-d-don't think I've b-been to Arthur's house b-before."

scoffs. "There is nothing to see there, it's so awful. Trust me when I say you wouldn't like it."

Francis is trying to cover something up. "Y-You s-s-sure? I've h-heard it's actually v-v-very n-n-nice."

totally didn't think that Arthur's house was nice that one night he stalked him. "... Then you heard wrong."

chose this time to start shaking, silently wondering if he made his host angry. "S-S-Sorry! I w-w-won't b-bring it up a-agin."

frowns before ruffling the others hair. "Don't worry about it, really. Maybe I'm just covering up for something, oui?" He grins and winks

at him.

quickly brought his hands up to put his hair back in to order. It seemed that every and their mom ruffled his hair like that. "W-What would

th-that b-b-be?"

pauses for a moment before replying. "Well, Angleterre's house might have been... okay... when I saw it while stalking him."

blinks up at France. Wait what? "S-S-S-Stalking?"

nods as if it's the most normal thing in the world. "Oui, I stalk him when I have nothing better to do."

subtly scoots away from France. "Th-That's r-really c-c-creepy."

frowns. "If I had something better to do it, I would. It's an old habit from when I used to spy in his lands... a few centuries ago."

ponders this, "Y-You could r-r-r-read or s-something."

shrugs. "I suppose I could. I could do many things."

nods silently, running out of things to say.

( ... I don't know what to do. o A o )

(...Make me dinner? lolwut)

( Woman, get in the kitchen and make me a sandwich. )

(EVEN THOUGH I'M SHORT AND SKINNY, I AM NOT A WOMAN DARNIT)

( eue )

(Anywho, you're more like a woman anyways with your long girly hair. :/)

( Oi. I'm not a girl. You're more a girl. )

(Nu-uh! I am MANRY.)

( -takes off shirt- NO I'M MANRY. 8| )

(*rips shirt off* I AM MANRIER. >:C)

( Whatevs. I'm bigger. |D -isn't referring to the size of his body- )

(..... ;^; )

( =u= Wanttofeel? -mun is shot- )

((oho I'd think they're about the same size >u> ))

(( .... gdi you. -saves them all- ))

(( haha you love it =u= ))

(( sh. >> ))

((*pats*))

(( -purrs- ))

(nothankyou ;-; )

( =3= )

(ANYWHO. I SHOULD GET THIS THING STARTED AGAIN.)

looks around, suddenly feeling hungry now. His stomach growls loudly to show just how hungry he is.

(...LIET'S THE BIGGEST?)

( NON. I AM. IT LIES. )