looks at him, maybe that was the male England..

snickers at this. He should just push him into the water, best way to learn and very fun for Francis at least.

wanted to do that.. She still wanted to terrorize England. Even if her country was neutral.

shall do it for her then?~

would enjoy seeing that.

would hate both of you. Expect curses tonight if he gets pushed into the water.

sneaks up behind England.

comes up on the other side looking at the French man, they had the same plan.

doesn't notice France, and ignores Astrid.

brings her hands up slowly, she waited for the French man and would shove him at the same time the other did.

brings his hands up as well and nods three times before pushing the Englishman.

pushes him at the same time, this amused her greatly.

cries out in surprise as he's pushed into the pool, flailing as soon as he's in it. He gropes around, trying to catch the edge in his panic.

"Just relax and focus on trying to swim! I won't let you drown.~"

wouldn't let him either, she just thought it was funny. "K'ck y'er feet."

it would give him a good excuse to kiss Arthur though during mouth to mouth if he did have to save him though.

( Too many thoughs, take out the first one. c8 )

just barely able to grab the edge of the pool to keep himself from drowning. He coughs, trying to get the water out of his lungs, and can't

help but tremble a little. "W-What the fuck are you two doing?!"

shrugs. "We were just trying to teach you how to swim. You must know now! We have decided it. ... Having trouble getting that water out?" He

reached down and grabbed his wrist, pulling him up and out before pretending to do mouth to mouth, but really just kissing him. Today was a_

day.

*good day

scowls, unamused. "I don't need to learn, wanker! I'm fine not knowing!" He begrudgingly accepted the Frenchman's help, though he had every_

intention of pushing the bastard in right afterward. Before he can do so, however, he finds himself getting kissed. So, he does the logical_

thing of pushing France away (into the pool), and wiping his lips, red-faced. "B-Bastard!"

falls into the pool with a big splash, but he's perfectly fine with it considering he loves water. He began to float, belly up, with a big_

grin on his face. "Non, not a bastard. Unfortunately I didn't get a good taste."

( |D Just so y'know, I'm not too big on the FrUk either. He's just being an ass. )

glances over at Astrid and makes a movement with his head towards the pool, trying to get her to push Arthur back in.

[ xDD Yay~ Yeah, I'm iffy about it too, haha c: ]

catches the look and steps away, still shivering slightly. "Then don't try to get a taste at all!"

"Bleh. You probably taste awful anyway just like your cooking."

doesn't even look at France, she shoved England in herself.

infinitely pleased with this as he starts to swim towards the edge to get out.

resists the urge to flip him off. "My cooking is -fine-! You're just too picky! And y-- ah!" Again, with the flailing. Where the hell was

the edge of the pool?

climbs out and smirks at the other nation. "Just stay in there until you learn how to swim.~"

this England is just as much fun as the female one.

murder them both! He grabs the edge again, grimacing at the taste of the water in his mouth, as he grinds out, "I already said that I don't_

want to learn how to swim, you daft git! Leave me alone!"

tilts her head. "Wh'? Ev'n I kn'w how to sw'm."

glares up at her. "Then congratulations for you."

tilts her head. "St'll d'n't l'ke the Sw'des, hm?" She reached down and pulled him out of the water.

sits on the edge, his legs dangling in the water. "You should learn already. What if you were to go overboard and nobody was around to help?

~"

grumbles, "Thank you," even though the whole fiasco was their faults. "I wouldn't be as stupid as to be thrown overboard. I'll leave idiotic

moves like that to you, frog."