humming to herself and throwing food at ducks from a tree, swinging her legs over the edge of the branch.

hears the humming and wanders over to it. He looks up and is quite thrilled to find he can see up her skirt.

wearing shorts underneath it, so he is welcome to look all he wants. She doesn't see him and continues feeding the ducks obliviously.

disappointed. He doubted Chiara wore shorts under her skirt. Perhaps he picked the wrong girl. "Hey!"

hadn't been expecting anyone to be around and jumps, falling off of the branch.

startled by the girl taking a tumble and dives to catch her. He ends up getting squished.

isn't very big; He should be thankful she isn't one of her taller sisters. She glares at him. He looked vaguely familiar, and something in_

her mind was yelling out very loud warnings about him being bad, and they sounded like they were in Basch's voice.

groans...Ugh...That hurt! "D'ya mind gettin' off? As awesome as it was of me to catch ya, it...hurts."

about it for a minute before latching her arms around his neck. "You can carry me. My legs are tired."

pauses, grinning. "I'll carry ya for a kiss."

((Cheap.))

removes her arm from her neck and reaches in to her pocket, pulling out a small piece of candy she had found on the ground. A small silver_

wrapped hershey's kiss. "Here."

((You never stated rules~ Just that they have to kiss! 8'D))

stares at it. "I mean, a kiss to the lips."

frowns. "You should have specified that before. Your request was you carry me for a kiss. This is a kiss."

points to it. "It's chocolate."

"It's a kiss." She points to the to the small paper flag coming off of it that said 'kiss'.

pulls it out and shoves it in his pocket.

it melts in his pocket and makes a mess.

only took the piece of paper that said kiss.

stuffs the kiss down his shirt and jumps away.

takes the chocolate out and eats it. He sits up to watch her.

"I found that on the ground. It probably has drugs in it."

shrugs. "Have had worse happen to me."

ignores him and walk away. He didn't look too familiar, and wasn't family, so she had no reason to talk to him.

follows after you. "You're Thora, right?"

her*

((Wow my mind broke for a moment.))

stops walking and glares at him. "Who are you?" How did he know who she was?

stops and grins innocently. "Gilbert Beilschmidt-- Or Prussia."

decides to ignore him and starts walking again. Basch had warned her to stay away from him, and if he was anything like her Prussia, he_

probably spent a lot of time drinking with Denmark… She'd rather not deal with that idiot's friends.

follows her more.

ignores him more.

whistles as they walk, eying her behind as they go. She wasn't so bad. Was a little flat in front though.

happens to like looking somewhat androgynous. It was better than dealing with total pervs. She ignores his whistling, and is blissfully_

oblivious to his lecherous gaze.

heard she didn't like being called a boy though. "So!" He starts again. "Would you like to go for a beer?"

"With you? No."

frowns at that. "Not even if it's my treat?"

ignores him and keeps walking.

keeps following her. "Den was wrong about ya. You're nice on the eyes."

forces herself not to give him the satisfaction of snapping back or showing surprise. "Of course I'm nice on the eyes!"

snickers. "I like fair skin and light hair~ You even have some nice hips!"

stares at him… was he trying to flirt with her, or state the obvious? Or… what exactly *was* he doing? "I'm glad you like it… It's too bad_

you're so unattractive."

insulted!! "I am damn sexy, I have you know!"

shrugs and keeps walking away.

pulls off his shirt and runs in front of her to flex. "See, see?"

hardly gives him a second glance. "I've seen better."

willing to pull off his pants if he has to! "...But you admit I am sexy!"

wouldn't care if he did. "You're not that great."

reaches out to grope her nonexistent chest. "Well you're lacking too!"

glares at him. "I am not lacking anything. You're not even a real country!"

yanks his hand back like he had been burned. He looked visibly like he had been stabbed.

flounces off. Maybe that would make him leave her alone now.

he follows behind her, now laughing it off.

"Is there a reason why you're following me?"

shrugs. "You're cute and I am bored."

figures that's a good enough excuse, but keeps walking. Basch told her to avoid Prussia.

follows her around like a lost puppy. "if you give me a kiss for good luck, I'll leave."

shrugs. "Maybe I like having you around." She didn't, but she wasn't going to give him a kiss just to get rid of him.

shrugs. "Suit yourself."

goes back to ignoring him.

whistles at her again, eyeing her behind once more.

beginning to understand why Basch liked guns so much. If she had to deal with someone like this constantly she'd be trigger happy, too!

finally speaks up again. "Hey, want to go and get some dinner?"

frowns and keeps walking. "Why would I want that?" Free food did sound nice though…

shrugs. "I am hungry and you seem interesting~"

stops and stares at him with narrowed eyes for a minute. "Fine." She had a feeling there was an ulterior motive somewhere, but dinner_

couldn't hurt.

perks up a bit. "Ja? Well! What would you like, hmm~?"

shrugs. "I don't care. You're the one that's hungry."

her all ready! "This way then! Wurst and Beer it is!"

fights the urge to roll her eyes.

she will appreciate it more when she tries it!

doesn't think she'll appreciate it any more than she'll appreciate his *awesome* company.

she will learn to appreciate everything. Because he was just that awesome.

doubts she will learn to appreciate anything to do with him.

it is unfortunate and she has poor taste then!

that her taste is too good for him.

better taste!

doubts it.

leads her into the restaurant.

follows after him, looking around curiously. At least she was getting free food and alcohol out of this.

plops into a booth. "So! What'cha want?"

looks at the menu idly. "I thought we were getting Wurst and Beer."

points to the beer guide. "There's lots to choose from."

pauses. "I'll let you choose." She wanted to see what his taste in beer was.