sometimes thinks that the world is made of paper...and, as a result, wonders what genre his own life is.
Most obvious answer? History.
England
was
hoping for a...less conventional answer, but that's a good point...
Alfred
thinks
you should really stop all this "deep thinking".
points out that 'deep thinking' is the basis of intellegent society. Why should he stop it?
...then how about... Psychology?
doesn't really consider history and psychology to be 'genres'...he's thinking more in the sense of fiction.
Then wouldn't everyone's lifes be fiction? He personally wants his own life to be like a mystery novel~
would suggest fantasy in that case...
agrees with bro!
England
thinks
that would be the most interesting genre, certainly, but...as an unimportant character, wouldn't he be the first to be killed off? It'd be
nice to live in a fantasy book, though...as long as he could bring his friends with him.
Unimportant characters are often those that have the most input with the plot...and they tend to be the ones that are the bad-gyuys!
*guys
would rather be an unmentioned character than a villian. Nonetheless..if you were in a mystery novel, Russia, what type of character would
you what to be?
Russia would be a villain. Duh.
...and you would be the hero? e__e
... Duh, Artie, duh.
would be the authour, then.
...D:
looks confused and pats you on the shoulder.
Why do I always have to be the villian?! Sulk.
Because you fit the part perfectly.
...ah...
That's not comforting at all, America.
Because it's not meant to be!
doesn't see how Russia is the villain...he's not evil, right? Blink.
........
Alfred
is
appalled by your ignorance.
England
thinks
you might be rubbing off on him...but honestly, Russia isn't evil.
Uh-huh...
...why are you looking at me like that?
doesn't think he's evil either... :/
Alfred
thinks
you're really quite evil, considering all the things you've done!~
points out that you don't have a completely clean slate, either.
Alfred
is
proud of that!~ But his is cleaner than Russia's, at least.
England
has
no response to that...
Ivan
thinks
you must be delusional to think that...oh wait, you already are.
doesn't think he is at all. Just open some history books!~
agrees with Russia, actually...you're rather capable of being delusional in the most...interesting situations.
smiles innocently.
...not so innocent in his opinion...
England
thinks
that looks more like his mischevious smile...
Alfred
will
let you geezers think whatever!~
knows that he's fairly...old, but doesn't see why you refer to Russia as a 'geezer'.
Russia's five times older than me!~
...that doesn't make him old...
Exactly.
Anyone who's older than me is old!~
...but...almost everyone is older than you..
You're just exceedingly young.
Alfred
is
proud of that!~ See how much fun he has with Mattie?~
finds it odd that, as often as you call him so, you don't make him feel any older...
...finds himself doubting his old-ness even time America brings up, that asshole.
smiles at you guys. Old.~
England
is
not old, thank you very much.
Yes, you are!~
Since at some point you were a form of a father, weren't you?~
isn't sure whether or not he appreciates being reminded of that...and doesn't see how being a father, of sorts, makes him old.
Ivan
thinks
he'd like to be Sherlock Holmes~!
would find that extremely amusing.
Alfred
thinks
you'd suit The Goblin more!~
immediantly thinks of Labyrinth...and is suprised to find that Russia would make an interesting Goblin King.
Why the heck would you make him king of anything?!
England
wonders
why the idea seems to bother you so much~?
Because I should be a king, not him! v.v
...but kings are usually cruel and heartless, are they not?
pauses... Are they? Then that's okay! He can have it!~
England
thinks
you honestly need to brush up on your history...and possibly morals.
Alfred
is
sorry he's never had a king! Gosh! And nothing's wrong with my morals~
...you had a king when you were a British colony, didn't you? Hmph...so you say...
... will not really acknowledge that since it wasn't my king, per say.~ And my morals are heroic, so that's good enough!
points out that your country was divided half and half at the time...or are you the one only remembering the bad points now? ..but
sometimes being a hero implies being reckless...doesn't that ever conflict with your common sense?
Nope, not at all! Being heroic is my common sense!~
...I find that difficult to believe.
Why?~ I always do something because it's heroic, right?
Exactly...but that's following instinct and morals...you have a natural affinity for saving people and good things, but you don't...you
hardly think of yourself at all in the matter-you're without common sense. I-It's a very...selfless way of being.
Of course I have a natural ability to do that!~ Because I like doing it and I've had lots of practice! Nod, nod. And... so what if it's
selfless?~
smiles slightly, shaking his head. I just find it hard to believe that you turned out so well, considering I raised you...
scoffs and thinks you should stop flattering yourself because he has his own personality because he developed it himself!
England
thinks
he should at least take credit where credit is due~...your personality is your own, certainly, but he at least taught you right and wrong,
didn't he?
Alfred
thinks
you just taught him what bad and good food is. c:
isn't sure whether that's an insult or a complement...do I really want to find out? =__=
doesn't really know!~ He'd prefer it as an insult though. Nod.
doesn't see why everyone insists on insulting his cooking!! ...and age...and eyebrows...and magic...and...and...is he just that amusing to
make fun of?
Yes. Though he's not quite sure why you'd want to reconfirm something that's already really confirmed!~
finds this...rather depressing. Can't they get their laughs from somewhere else??
Nope, because you're too easy to pick on!
...so I need to be...less easy to pick on, somehow?
I don't think that's possible, though.~
And why not?
Do you really think it's possible for you not to be picked on?~
Well...yes!! Technically anything is possible, right...?
Very true, but as a hero who's defied the odds, that much is impossible!~
...isn't picking on someone something that a bully would do, rather than a hero?
It's not picking on you if what I say it true!~
Wha-a-almost none of those insults are true!!
I'm pretty sure your cooking is bad and that your eyebrows are huge!
...n-not true...that's...a matter of opinion!!
... it's fact, Artie.
...can you prove it?
takes out a camera and takes a picture and gives it to you.
Then feeds your scones to a rat and watches it suffocate.
stares at the picture, his eyebrows furrowing together. ...looks like a perfectly sensible face. Not necessarily attractive, but...there's
nothing wring with my eyebrows!! ...t-that poor rat...i-it's just because they aren't supposed to eat human food!!
Alfred
thinks
you should compare them to his eyebrows then, or anyone's, for that matter.~ And wow, England, lamest excuse ever.
...so they're just a little..different. W-What does it matter?? A-and it's not an excuse, it's just truth...
.... England's in denial again!~
I-I am not...
pats your head. It's okay!~
frowns, looking somewhat flustered. ...is it?
Yep! Because you can't suddenly change what you are, right?~ Snicker.
...that's true, but...I'm not sure whether or not I should take that as encouragement...
It's because you always take things so negatively. You depress me! Dx
I don't always take things negatively...besides, can you blame me considering the current state of the world?
What's wrong with the world?~
Well...alot of things. But that's because there are bad people...you know all of this, don't you?
Maybe I do, and maybe I don't!~ I think the world's pretty good, though.~
It's...certainly better off than it could be. ...though you know, that's because of people like you-those with determination and...er...
right...someone has to preserve it and keep it together. We can't just all sit back and watch humanity destroy itself.
Alfred
thinks
it's inevitable so you should have fun while you can. c:
supposes that you do have a point there...perhaps he'll have to give it a try.
Alfred
thinks
you shouldn't try; you should actually do it!
England
thinks
that sounds like something straight out of one of your movies. ...but he appreciates it anyway.
Ivan
thinks
America's too carefree and that England's too uptight. :|
Alfred
thinks
there is nothing wrong with carefree! Freeedom~
There's always something wrong with everything...freedom included.
Alfred
wonders
if you're like England, too...
England
wonders
what Russia considers to be the perfect mental balance.
Ivan
thinks
it's a bit of both...you have to know when to let the reigns free, and when to pull them back.
That makes sense...sounds like a good sort of philosophy.
Alfred
wonders
if there's anyone in real life like that.
England
thinks
it doesn't matter-it's something we should all probably strive for.,
Alfred
is
extremely satisfied with himself!
....and why is that?
... why shouldn't he be?~
England
is
...not going to disagree with that, but it still sounds rather...narcisstic.
grins.
would like to point out that America is as narcisstic as people (or nations) can get...
Alfred
is
now content with himself. Well, not that he ever wasn't.~
...thinks that if the world was like one of those children's books, that America would be the kid that never shuts up.
finds that extremely amusing. Who would be the artist for that book?
Since we're all being so philosophical today, I'm just going to say God.
England
is
going to, for the hell of it, inquire which God.
pulls out his PsP, bored with all this deep thinking.
England
was
under the impression that you saw all thinking as boring.
would like to say: touché.
Alfred
will
concede to that.~
England
will
count that as a point for himself, then~
And to England...the most popular form of religious worship in my country is Russian Orthodox...think about that.
...Russian Orthodox? ...how interesting.
turns the volume down a little to eavesdrop.
Ivan
thinks
you're doing a horrible job it, America. Why don't you check that up on your iPhone~?
Alfred
is
suddenly really distracted with Plants vs. Zombies.
England
gives
you both a confused look. Er...pardon...?
Ya' know, the game.
...what game?
... The game is called Plants vs Zombies, geezer.
...and what the bloody hell does that have to do with anything? =__=
Ivan
is
now going to pull out a book and read.
England
is
much more interested in that than starting another argument. What are you reading..?
...don't be shocked, but Crime and Punishment.
only looks slightly more interested, sitting down and glancing at the page over you shoulder. Is that so...? Funny, that's actually one of
my favourites..
raises an eyebrow. Is that so? I would have never pegged you as the type...
England
gives
you a small, amused smile, crossing one leg over the other. Well...in truth, I think there are quite a few things you don't know about me
yet~..
doesn't think that's a book anyone should read. Snicker.
doesn't get the joke. Why's that?
blinks. Who'd want to read you?~ They'd all get depressed after the first page. v.v
knows it's the truth, but it hurts nonetheless. ...right, then. And your point?
There is no point!~ I was just stating the truth. c:
...yes, of course. If that's how it is, then.
hums then pauses. If there was any book you could read, what would it be?~ It could be a person, event, animal!
pauses, thinking about it for a moment. With so many choices, it's difficult to pick just one, but...well...if it could exist, I would
certainly want to read about a...person...he replies thoughtfully, wondering if he can keep up a sort of '20 Questions' game with a person
with such a low attention span. A person who...yes, that's it...hm...
Alfred
has
totally owned that third zombie wave. ^o^ Oooh, boy or girl?
isn't put off...too much by the fact that you're mostly ignoring him. He ought to be used to it by now, but...hm, a boy, of course~..
Alfred
has
just frozen all the zombies on the screen! Suck it!~ Ahh, teenager, kid, or adult?~
leans back in his chair, humming absently. Well, he's not a kid, but...technically an adult, I suppose.
blinks; dammit, the zombies used up a lawnmower. Really? Then doesn't that mean like, a teenager or something?
He's over legal age, but only barely-therefore, he's technically an adult. ...sometimes he can act younger than that, though.
Alfred
wishes
these dang Jack-in-the-Box zombies would stop exploding on him. >/ Yuh-huh... does he act younger than fifteen?
I...think it depends on his mood. He admits,going over to look at the game over your shoulder-what is so bloody interesting about that...?
Dude, you kill zombies with plants. What's not interesting about it? Well, let's see, mood... Is he depressing all the time?~
...seems more like a time-waster than anything else. The graphics aren't...half-bad, though, I suppose. Er, moods? He barely suppresses a
fond smile, shaking his head. No, actually...he's more like a portable sunbeam than anything else.
Alfred
will
not agree with that. But then again, isn't all entertainment just a way to waste time?~ Portable sunbeam...? Okay then...
So he's happy all the time?
really thinks he needs to force you into a James Bond marathon sometime-then you'll know quality. Oh, yes...he's almost always happy, even
in...depressing situations. It's...rather comforting, actually.
actually did that last week with Liz!~ Okay... how about other moods, uh... does he get angry a lot?
does not wanted to be reminded of that...that...girl. Ahem. Well...no. I very rarely see him get angry, though...he pauses, eyebrows
furrowing together. He doesn't like it when I'm dishonest, I think...that seems to upset him, even if he does a rather decent job of hiding
it.
Alfred
thinks
you brought it up! And we had tons of fun, too.~ Oh, I see... so you know him, then?
England
is
feeling rather ill all of a sudden...wonder why that is. Hm...well, obviously. Of course I know him.
Alfred
thinks
you should get ginger ale for that. He'd give you some, but he's drinking it. Oh, okay!~ Let me think... is he nation or a citizen?
England
wonders
why you would offer something that you don't have...he's a nation. Rather well-known, actually...
Alfred
has
some, like he said. He's just drinking it.~ Mmm... European?
England
thinks
it was rather rude of you to mention it if you weren't intent on sharing, then. Ah, no...he's not in Europe.
Alfred
wonders
why you think he cares. ^o^ Asia?
knows, by this point, that you don't. In that sense, you're like everyone else...no, not Asia, either.
Alfred
wonders
why you'd ask then.~ Hm... What are the other continents... Africa?~
supposes that it's just wishful thinking. Definetly not Africa...come now, Alfred, where's that heroic intuition~? I assure you that you
can figure it out if you think hard enough~...
goes back to killing zombies with plants. Pouts a little; what's wrong with Africa?
still doesn't see how that game is so amusing...and there's nothing wrong with Africa. I just...oh, nevermind. Sigh.
Alfred
thinks
anything killing zombies is amusing! Rolls his eyes. Okay... Americas?
England
wonders
what you would do if you found yourself in the middle of a true zombie apocalypse. ...and yes, took you long enough to guess this far...
..certainly one of the Americas.
would... be... so... PUMPED. I can go crazy with my guns and no one could complain!~ And yay! South America?
...are you sure about that? Even if everyone else was either dead or a zombie? ...and no, not South America...North America.
Alfred
is
pretty sure. Though that would kind of suck if everyone was dead... Ah, well, he'll be a hero and find a way to save everyone! Oh, okay!~
So........ Canada or USA, right?~
...would kind of suck?! I see...so, as a hero, you would find some sort of vaccination or cure? He's vaguely reminded of the Resident Evil
games, and shivers at the thought. Right, exactly...one of those.
loved those games. You know what, he's going to come over now and play, yep! And don't worry, he'll bring his own consoles.
So, wild guess, Canada?~
England
wonders
why you insist on playing horror games if they terrify you so much...nonetheless, he doesn't mind, and will make sure to stock up on
hamburgers and cola. ...he's very tempted to beat his head against the wall and say yes, it's Canada that I want to read a book about,
who cheers me up and blastitAlfredwhyareyousodense?? N-No...it's not your brother...
Horror games do not scare me! Only ones with ghosts do, okay?! That's a different story! Blinks for a second. ... Then... me?
Have you forgotten the time we watched the Saw series, then? You were trembling like a leaf, if I remember correctly~...pauses for a moment,
then nods. Well..yes. Who else would it be?
o-only because I thought there was a ghost in the background, ok?! As if you weren't scared! ... is somewhat confused. Why the heck would
you want to read about me? I mean, I know I have awesome heroic adventures and all, but ya' could just ask..?
Oh, yes, of course~...a-and I was only afraid because you kept hearing 'noises' and it was getting me all worked up! He can feel his
face begin to heat up, and tries to cover it up with a quiet, faux cough. W-Well, I know that, but, um...I-I know that you're usually very
busy, and..i-it would be nice to, you know...h-have...some sort of thing to remember you by when you're off with someone else, c-considering
...well, there's an ocean between us, isn't there? I-I know it's a hassle to visit, and you don't ever really call to just...talk anymore
and...he has to stop himself, realizing that he's gone off on a tangent and is being...perhaps a bit too honest.
Alfred
is
seriously not scared of horror movies unless there's ghosts in them, okay?! It's because you can't shoot them coz bullets just go through!
blinks... and still slightly confused. What'cha mean off with someone else? And obviously it's a hassle to visit when I'm doing something
else!~ But isn't that weird to have a whole book about me? What the heck Artie, is that a way of you saying you want to know my secrets?
He narrows his eyes a little here...
England
wonders
why you would want to shoot a ghost, anyway...they're actually quite friendly, and if you like, he'd be willing to introduce you to a few..
..o-oh, did I say that? Erm...what I meant was...j-just ignore that, would you? ...right, as I thought...w-which is why you shouldn't bother
,right? Not when you've more interesting or more important things to do...a-and I'm not saying that, per se...I-I want to be...erm...
someone that you can...trust..b-but, I know that you don't feel comfortable confiding in me, so...w-well, it's not my fault for missing
you when you're go-ah! N-Not that I do!! Just..! ...bugger it...
.... turns down the volume to the PvZ game and just stares at for a few seconds. So... you think because I don't tell you stuff, that I
don't trust you... so you think resorting to a book is the solution? That's stupid, dude, that's like peeking into someone else's diary and
that's... kinda personal, ya' know? Huffs. And I still want to know what you mean by "off with someone else". And he'll keep that missing
you part to himself.
stares down at the ground, afraid, for a moment, that he might have hit some sort of nerve. W-Well...that's usually what it means, isn't it
...? P-Personal...right, I know that...and with you and I, I need to...keep out of that range of thinking? He asks hesitantly, looking up at
you with a vaguely confused expression on his face. A-And it's not important, honestly! I-It was just a...thought...right. Oh, this is why
he shouldn't be honest- it only serves to make the atmosphere akward...
*..ahem. awkward
Alfred
thinks
then, that you're just being a selfish douche. Ya' know there are some thing ya' gotta keep to yourself... I bet there's things that even
you won't tell me that you keep to yourself, right? And you don't see me going around looking for a book. I dunno, dude, you're prying too
much. There's a reason it's called a secret. Shrug. And I still want to know what this "thought" is.
England
thinks
that, chances are, you're right...yes, of course...I'm asking too much, aren't I? He gives another awkward cough, shaking his head. Really,
can't he open his mouth without ruining something...? Y-Yes, of course...you don't have to tell me, I know what a secret is...he doesn't
really want to be honest, considering the almost...hateful response it usually gets him, but hell, he's feeling masochistic today. Hah,
well, I was just implying...er, no, that isn't the right word...you just...have alot of friends, don't you? And...I know that you've got a
lot of work to do and that you spend alot of time with Russia, so I ought to stop being selfish and just..erm...it's not good for me to be a
bother to you like this.
sighs a little. Well then, if you know what a secret is, you should also know that they can be both good and bad, yeah? Can't really blame
ya' for being curious since I'm always curious myself! But really, there's no need to get a freaking book for that; just ask the person -
me, in this case - and if I tell ya', then good. If not, oh, well. Live with it. Hm? He pauses, staring at the sky. Course I have a lot
of friends!~ I'm America, so I'm supposed to be social, haha.~ He freezes a little. So, this has something to do with Russia then? Why
would you think I spend a lot of time with him? (Just for clarity's sake, does this happen after the confession triangle or wut)
(...that's a good question. Owo ...for continuity's sake, yes?)
nods hesitantly, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. Blast it all, if he'd just kept his mouth shut...I know that, but...they say that
(Alright then, we'll assume it ended hanging... since I think that's where it's going. I don't think I'll have America make his
choice to quickly. xD)
curiousity killed the cat, a-and...well, I don't really have the right to know, do I? He gives you a weak smile, wondering if this would
be the appropriate moment to pull an excuse and leave. I see...w-well, I would like a straight answer, as opposed to something from a book
, but...that doesn't mean I'm going to pester you for it...he pauses, wondering if he should go ahead and use a bit of that sudden,
reckless bravery...hell, he's going to break his own heart at this point, but...well, it's because...you love him, isn't it...?
(/le nod et salute I shall assume, then. ...eh? America make his...?)
(/hands you glasses)
(/is still blind ;A; Ohhh, alright...oh, the indecisiveness! ...makes lots of drama, though~ :3)
(.../prepares brain bleach We could still always do a threesome, tho~)
Exactly! He'd know all about rights, seeing as how he and his country and boss make a big deal out of all of that that, what with the
Charter and all. And anyways, there ya' go! Just ask and maybe you'll get the answer, and maybe you won't. He grins. That's the beauty of
real life as opposed to a book yeah? It's always a surprise in each step! But that smile fades into something more... unsure. Huh? What...
why do you say that?
can personally think of something(one) else that's beautiful about the situation, but...while he's never liked suprises all that much, the
idea that new things are constantly occuring is, in its own way, rather exciting. And yet, even though Alfred is saying that, he's not
sure if he'd be able to get an honest answer...resisting the urge to bury his face in his hands, he hesitantly looks up, wondering how long
he'll be able to keep this up. ...the reason doesn't matter...it's...true, isn't it?
really wanted to go back to playing his PvZ game, but why is it that he can't seem to talk to Artie any more without it going to that sort
of topic? Geez, he's not really a fan of drama and he really doesn't want to start now, but just as England had said, curiosity and all
that... He's surprised by how the answer just glides across his tongue. I don't. Or at least, he hasn't said so to the other, and even if
he was on that path of realization, this whole triangle thing just threw him off-course. I'm not quite there yet, Artie. I still want to
know what made you come to that conclusion, though.
finds that he was even more unprepared for that answer than the one he had been expecting, and it throws him off for a moment. ...o-oh?
He's not entirely sure what brought him to the conclusion, though it's most likely a combination of paranoia, self-doubt, and...well, he
England
has
been trying to look at all possible outcomes of the situation, because it's not as though he's able to sleep at night, anyway...I-I see..I
apoligize for, erm...bringing it up, then...w-well, the two of you just...I-I'm not entirely sure, I suppose...
(/falling asleep on my keyboard ;A; .../throws English paper away and slinks off Night...see you tommorow~..)
(G'night, haha!~)
Alfred
thinks
the reason for his quick answer is because it's the truth; he doesn't love Russia, or at least, he's never actually been able to say it,
so wouldn't that say something? He's just one big ball of uncertainty, and so his words shouldn't be taken to heart, but now that England's
brought it up, he can't help but wonder... but doesn't that mean... he loves England, too...? Because he gets an almost exact same feeling
between the two of them when contact is made, when eyes are met... No, it's fine. But you can't just keep trailing off like that, Artie...
The two of us just what, exactly?
can't help but wonder what it is you see in him that makes you, at the very least, keep him around. You had your reasons for...leaving
him in the first place, after all...did something in your mind change? If so, then...what? You've said that you don't keep him around
purely out of sympathy, but...while that creates more possibilities, it doesn't exactly clear things up...he nods apoligietcally, clearing
his throat for the umpteenth time. Y-Yes, I know...it's a bad habit...the two of you...I'm not sure, but it's this...sort of...aura that
surrounds the two of you...he pauses, not quite sure how to explain it.
Alfred
is
glad he's already somewhat gone through this "topic" and awkwardness once, and so he's able to tackle it all the more efficiently now. Learn
from one's mistakes, and all that. He frowns at you. Aura? What the heck is that supposed to mean?
simply shrugs again. Perhaps he shouldn't have brought the topic up...well, that's honestly the best way I can think of to describe it...in
all honestly, I've just been...pondering anything and everything, trying to figure all of this out...his shoulders slump a bit and he
stares down at the ground, trying not to show just how exhausted he is.
Alfred
is
now really curious, and he's going to completely pursue this now until he gets a real answer. You're always thinking; take a break every
now and again, geez. He rolls his eyes. But honestly though, what kind of aura? Is it like a magic blue aura only you can "see"? He can't
help but snicker at that
Well, there's not really anything to distract me from thinking...activities and hobbies and such can distract the body, but it takes alot
to do the same to the mind. A small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, and he resists the urge to roll his eyes. I suppose some people
might call it 'magical'...but no, not the kind of 'magic' that I do.
Alfred
thinks
you should get out more then. Or even just play some video games, something, anything will do at this point, because you're heading down
a spiral of depression... wow, he was just deep there for a second. And he's still confused. Then what sort of "magical"? Explain it to
me!! Pout.
blinks, staring at you for a moment.Did you just give him...honest, genuine advice...? He knows that he's been heading down a...less-than-
healthy, let alone pleasant path, but...hearing it from another person, especially one whose opinion matters so much to him...it makes
the entire thing seem much more..real. He pauses, thinking about it for a moment. Well...it's all of the things that they blather on about
endlessly in those Hollywood movies of yours-the sparkle in a person's eye, the way the walk, etcetera...
Alfred
is
not sure where that came from, honestly. Spur of the moment, maybe? Or inspiration from the PvZ game... yes, it must be that. What other
explanation could there be? But no, seriously dude, get out more; I'm not kidding here.~ Ya' can come over, I guess, but sometimes Tony
doesn't want you around - dunno why - so that's not gonna be my fault! Pause, and confused blink. Huh, what? Sparkle in... walk..
what? Artie, we're not doing this twenty questions any more, ya' know...
would blame it on the insane amount of coffee you ingest, honestly, but that doesn't mean he didn't appreciate it. It's sort of knocked him
back to his senses...he pauses at the mention of America's alie-...friend, curious as to why he wouldn't want him around, but..not
really wanting to question why. He'll just try to avoid the...non-conventional being as much as possible. A-alright...if it's not too much
trouble, I'll try and visit more often...well, yes. I can't exactly give you a more solid answer than that, because...I don't really have
any sold proof.
does not drink that much coffee... he prefers McD's shakes to all that, of course! Although the bitterness is welcome every now and again,
but he really prefers chocolate shakes! And awesome dude, just make sure ya' call me before ya' come so I can set some games and stuff up.
Dude, no seriously! His expression is a little mix of sad and extremely curious. Why can't ya' tell me? Since you mentioned it, there
should be a reason why, right?~
supposes it doesn't really make much of a difference, considering they both probably have the same amount of caffine in them, anyway...tea
,though, is obviously superior. And...that would be fun. Do you, er...still have the game with the Nazi Zombies in it? That was certainly..
unique. He shakes his head, looking rather apoligetic. I honestly can't...as I said, it was more of an assumption than anything else..
I must admit, I was....suprised by your answer.
Alfred
thinks
tea is just completely tasteless and deserves to be burned. Or tossed in a harbour!~ Snicker. Yeah, yeah I do! Did you have fun with that
one? But you totally can't beat my high score though! And he sighs at that, laying back down, but on his front instead of his back. You suck
Artie, always bringing stuff up like that then moving on. It's like you don't trust... And he'll cut that off with another question. So,
like, do we have the magic "aura"?~
does not appreciate being reminded of the Boston Tea Party...that was a horrible waste of tea, and he still cringes at the memory of it.
And now he's craving Earl Grey...bugger. Ah, yes...I'm impressed at the level of graphics people have reached. Wasn't it...less than fifty
years ago, all of your games were still 8-bit and two-dimensional? He hurriedly shakes his head-no, he doesn't want you to think that way
at all...that isn't true, Alfred...I trust you more than a-...that is...just...believe me, I do, alright? He tries to ignore the slight
flush that rises onto his cheeks at the question, that warm, hopeful flutter in his stomach popping up again. W-Well...um...t-that's a good
question...I'm not...sure...
Alfred
loves
reminding you of that, because he finds it absolutely hilarious. Hey, for that moment, there was a whole sea of tea, right? He'd have
thought you'd be pleased, snicker. And yeah, I remember! But that's sort of why I like going over to Japan's too and stuff, since his
are always so much cooler, I think. Then he sighs at that, shrugging and not seeing your blush. Yeah see, if I knew what this "aura" was
supposed to be all about, I could have told ya'... Oh, well.~
fails to see how it was hillarious...and by throwing it in the harbour, you made it unfit for drinking...at least, that was the
intention, wasn't it? Just because you didn't want to pay a bloody tax...grumble......aren't Japan's games usually alot more...um...
bizarre, the horror games in particular? I would think that you would try to avoid those...he pouts, wondering if you're just trying to
get an answer out of him or if you actually mean that...well, it's difficult to describe to a person who usually doesn't bother with
reading the atmosphere..
Alfred
thinks
you could have still drank it after you boiled it, since that's what your supposed to do with tea, right? That was such a victory for him,
haha!~ And your taxes were ridiculous, so shut up. And yeah, that's why I like 'em! And I told you, already! Only those with ghosts are
scary, okay?! Pause and closes his eyes, resting his head on his arms. And since I know you're probably really curious too, aren't ya,
Artie?~ So if ya' tell me, maybe I can enlighten you.~
actually didn't drink tea for a month after that event...have a bit of tact, why don't you? He can't help but wonder what yuo see the
Boston Massacre as, then...and they weren't ridiculous!! I supported you in the bloody French and Indian War, so I think you could have at
least been a tad bit grateful...it was only for the rich, anyway...and don't most horror games have ghosts in them, of one form or
another? Personally, I would be more afraid of zombies...as I said, ghosts are actually quite friendly if you show them that you aren't
afraid. He rests his chin in his hand, trying to think of a way to put it into layman's terms...otherwise, he'll most likely end up just
skipping around the question again. Well...in a sense, the aura just makes it obvious to everyone else. Sometimes two people can be
oblivious to their own feelings and such, but...if those feelings are strong enough, than they produce a certain...warm, fuzzy feeling in
the air...if that makes sense.
Alfred
is
amazed you didn't drink tea for a month. That is a new record for ya' dude, and I'm proud, haha! You should try going a year now; maybe
I should dump even more tea in the harbour! And he does not believe that, you liar. And now he's interested in this so-called "aura" and
Alfred
is
staring at you with wide, interested eyes. How can you have a warm and fuzzy feeling in the air...? And oblivious to their feelings? Like,
what sorts of feelings?~ Does it have to be love?
does not want to go through withdrawal like that again, thank you very much...without tea, what is he supposed to drink? ...oh, wait,
whiskey. That sounds like a decent alternative. A-And don't you dare do something so wasteful! ...again. I thought you were trying to be
more conservative...? And it's true, you know-I can introduce you to a friendlier one right now, if you like~...he pauses, unable to
keep from thinking that the expression is just...absolutely adorable, and he has to look off to the side again to keep from blushing too
darkly. E-Er, well...it's usually something that you have to feel with your heart. It can't really be explained, it's just the type of
thing that you just...know. And...yes, with the type of aura that I'm referring to, it's very strong, and...almost always love.
see, there ya' go! Always a bright side, right? Okay so, I've gotta few a good few gallons of tea then... yo', I'm coming over to your place
next week to get some, okay?~ I dunno about conservative, but I'll do whatever I need to, to get a job done, no matter the cost!~ Blinks
curiously when you stop, and is about to poke you when you speak. D'aw, there goes a good poking. Oh, I see. He nods. So it can't be just
liking someone?~ Too bad, because I do like two people... hm...
..I wouldn't mind you coming over, but not if it's just to pick up tea to dump into the ocean!! Why don't you just go on and reenact the
entire bloody Revolution while you're at it...hah, of course...he smiles faintly, shaking his head. Because that's what the hero has to do,
right? He notices your hand reaching up to poke him, and is, if only for a moment, tempted to just reach over and grab hold of it-what on
earth, he shouldn't be thinking that way...well, it doesn't mean that's impossible...every person is a different case, as I'm sure you
know. I can't really just generalize...he pauses again, giving you a curious look. Is...that so? What do you mean, exactly..?
Alfred
will
come over anyway to do just that. You can't bar me from coming over now, can ya'?~ And if you close down your airports and stuff, I can
still fly over via fighter jet and all, hee.~ And yes, exactly! Though boss just doesn't want a repeat of the Depression and all... ah,
that kinda sucked. He looks a bit sad at this point, but then smiles at the next topic. Well, I dunno! 'Coz if you're talking about the
aura appearing if I like someone, then it'll happen for me and you! Nods enthusiastically. But if it's just to love someone, then no
one is gonna have it with me.~
wouldn't want to bar you from coming over, anyway...he just doesn't want to see all of that tea go to waste. I'll just...hide all of the
tea if and when you do come over...well, I suppose I can see why that is...the economy is bad enough as it is, and...mm...he lets out a
quiet sigh, shaking his head. Really, he needs to stay away from depressing subjects like those...he finds it reassuring that you like him
so much, but...then again, there are...very few people you don't like, right...? Though the last part...confuses him a bit, and he
absently sits up a bit straighter. Noone, hm...? Why do you say that?
Alfred
will
use his awesome intelligence information to find all that stashed tea; there's nothing that can be hidden from the American government,
after all!~ And don't remind me of my economy! He feels his arm shake, but quickly covers it up. And anyway!~ That's probably true! Or, at
least, I don't have a real reason to dislike a lot of people, as long as they don't piss me off!~ And hm? Why do I say what? The aura thing?
Well, it's like I said, yeah?~ I like you, but there's no one I think I love, so that solves that, haha!~ Then he adds after a five
second pause... Dude, what's love like?
England
will
just...drink all of it, then!! Though...the thought makes his stomach cringe, and he's not sure even tea in such a large amount would be
healthy...he certainly doesn't doubt your government, which is exactly why he doesn't want them to be involved. He barely notices the
brief twitch, but decides it's better if he doesn't bring up the economy again. At least neither of them currently have it as bad as Greece
....yes, I suppose you have a point there. He's not entirely sure that...solves the problem, but it puts them all back into that state of
indecisiveness...and that's a decision in itself, isn't it? The question throws him off for a moment, though, but his answer comes almost
immediantly. Well...love is an undeniable feeling one person can have for another-no matter how hard you try to quash or ignore it, it's
always going to come back to you. It's the most powerful feeling you can have, even more so than hate-it's...love is when you can't
stand to be away from the other person, and even when you are...y-you're always thinking about them, because they matter that much to you
...it's when you would be willing to do anything for them, even at your own expense...he trails off, realizing that what he's trying to
describe is...well...the indescribeable. But Alfred certainly wouldn't have taken that for an answer...
Alfred
wants
to see that happening. Should be quite entertaining to see, actually. He'll be more amused if you suddenly bloated up and then exploded
from drinking so much... oh, he'll take pictures, then!~ And he's secretly happy for the move from the economy, because the twitch is
getting just a bit worse. The problem with these feelings thing with him is that he's never really had to think about it, always content
being alone and independent, and so having suddenly brought this up is like... a splash of cold water, and that's why he listens so
attentively to the explanation, eyes wide in delight and curiosity. Huh... I see... Then he laughs a little. Sounds like a little like a
pain in the butt actually. It almost sounds like one would be obsessed about someone else, ya' know? Or, that's how it sounds like!~
doesn't want to have to go through something like that, though...perhaps he should just give you the damn tea. Better for all of it to be in
the ocean that his stomach...urg, that's a thought. He's also curious as to why you always insist on taking pictures of him when he's
doing things that could be used as blackmail...oh, right, because you enjoy tormenting him. Then again, everyone does..he really needs to
get used to that. He wonders how you were able to stand that for so long...the cost of independance is rather pricey,and yet...you always
claim that it was worth it...do you honestly mean that, or...do you ever regret it? He blinks- the last thing he had expected was for you
to...laugh...though, in a sense, it does seem...amusing, in an ironic sort of way. He smiles slightly, shaking his head-well, yes, it can
be-some people often refer to it as a disease, but...I assure you, it's very much worth it. While there's that side of it...the feeling
that comes when you're actually with the person is easily the best in the world.
wins, again! And he likes taking pictures because yes, he can blackmail you, and sell them off to other peeps who want them. Ya' know,
the England-embarrassing-pictures market is actually quite a good source of income; maybe he should let his boss know about it one day,
haha!~ And yes, independence is totally worth it, because with that, he can do whatever the hell he wants, and no one will have to hold
him back ever again! It's the freedom that's the best feeling, after all.~ Then he pouts a little at that explanation. Is it really that
good of a feeling? It sounds like it's really troublesome, actually... Can you describe what it's like some more?~
England
is
amazed by how you manage to turn everything into a competition...w-wait a moment...not only do you take pictures of me, but you sell
them to other people? ...t-to who?? Why don't I know about this?? ...g-...good source of income?? I-I'm not the only one who thinks
that's insane, right?! Though...yes, I suppose you're right. After all, almost nothing good comes without a price...and you fought long
and hard for your independance...you deserve it. Still, he can't help but wonder if you ever feel..alone, and what you do to get rid of
the feeling. It...can be troublesome, yes, but...well, like freedom, it's certainly worth it. Hm...yes, I suppose I could give it a go,
so...what else, exactly, do you want to know...?
makes everything a competition, especially with you, because when he wins, it's totally the most amusing ever!~ And he's not going to say
who these pictures go to; ya' ever heard of confidential information? Yeah, that. But you should at least know that there's quite a lot of
customers - nations and citizens, actually - and that he's earned quite a bit of money from just that!~ And alone... nope, not really,
because I'm always busy enough and Tony's there to keep me company!~ He pauses, pursing his lips in thought. Well, how about you explain to
me how love really feels when you're with someone else? Because I'm trying to draw a picture here and it's coming up blank.
doesn't think it seems like a very fair competition, considering he never knows it's a competition until you announce your victory at the
very end...a-and it's confidential information involving me!! I have a right to know who those pictures go to!! ...a-and why would people
even want to buy pictures of me? Sounds like a waste of money...he pauses, once again at a loss for words. Well...there's really nothing
like it, so it's rather difficult to find something to compare it to...but...how it feels when you're with the person? It's a bit like..
it almost feels as though you're walking on air. All of the bad things just sort of fade away, you know?
doesn't think competition has to be fair to be competition. A contest is a contest, right? And yes... he sees your point, but because it's
funny, he's not going to tell you anything!~ Though France seems to order quite a bit - oops, that kind of slipped out! don't mind him!~
... Oh... air? Doesn't that mean you'd feel like you're about to fall every time you take a step? ... Okay, now he's just beginning to be
scared of this "love" concept.
England
is
reminded of the cliche saying "All's fair in love and war"...but still thinks that it isn't really a competition if the other person isn't
aware that it is, right? ...oh god, the frog?! A-And you actually sold them to him?? ....I'm going to have to pay a visit to get those
back, then...he lets out a soft sigh, shaking his head. Perhaps...I didn't phrase that the right way...think of it more like...flying, I
suppose.
Alfred
wonders
where the love part is, but there's definitely war! The market's really popular and all, too... maybe you should check it out. There's also
pictures of other nations too, you know! So if you want Japan's, there's some of them!~ Or even France's, if you want. Snicker. Pauses.
Oh... then it'd be like the same as me on an airplane...? That same feeling?
England
thinks
that there will always be war...and that's why love has to exist, to make it easier to bear. E-Er...no thank you...I don't want to see
embarassing pictures of other nations, nor do I want them to have pictures of me....especially not the frog's. ...no, it certainly
wasn't a good idea to use metaphors, not with Alfred...not..exactly the same feeling...just something very positive, very...free.
doesn't think that has to be the case. War is fine too, because without chaos, there can be no hero, and he wouldn't exist! Sad face. Oh,
okay then!~ That's good too, you probably couldn't afford them anyway. Snicker. ... But... now I'm confused. You're free... but at the same
time, you're attached to someone...? How does that work?
supposes that...one can't exist without the other. In a sense, because war exists, it keeps a...balance of sorts. If there was no evil,
then...the world would be a very different place. ...w-well, fine, because I don't want to buy them anyway...he smiles, suprised that this
question didn't come up earlier-well...it's rather simple. You're attatched to them by your own decision-because you love them, you
choose to devote yourself.
if there was no evil, I wouldn't be here, sob. v.v Haha, Artie's such a cheapskate, but I already knew that, what with you damn taxes
and everything! >/ Blinks. O-oh... I... see... A thoughtful expression crosses his features as he frowns a little. That's... different. So,
like a hero devoting themselves to someone in need...?
True...the evil can't exist without someone to stop it, and vice-versa. There's always got to be someone to rise up against it...or, erm..
something to that degree. H-Honestly, the taxes weren't that bad!! Besides...I know taxes are...rather high in your country right now,are
they not...? Hm...yes, I suppose that's a bit closer. Though, love is much more..mutual than that-you get out what you put in, but...
you're so...devoted to that other person that it's the in that matters to you most, not the out.
would beg to differ, especially if the people's complaints were anything to go by! And don't talk to me about mine! =3= At least I'm my own
country now and I can deal with it myself! Hm... So it's like, uh... You just want to do anything for 'em, but you don't expect or want
anything in return... but make them happy...?
points out, for the umpteenth time, that not all of your country was for the revolution...though they certainly didn't protest after
inpendance was obtained...hmph. He nods, glad thaat he's managed to at least get something across properly. Yes, exactly-but in that case,
too, it's something you don't have to worry about...because you trust them to do the same.
Alfred
thinks
that doesn't matter, because what really does is the end result, right?~ Everyone was all free and happy in the end! And then, hello
fireworks every year, hee.~ Shifting his position to a more relaxed one again, he frowns at that explanation, still somewhat confused at
what this whole thing was about. Huh... You trust them not to want anything in return as well? That's kinda... weird. It sounds like just
giving and giving... doesn't one person run out of what to give eventually? >o<
...perhaps so...well, your people were happy about it, at any rate...hmph...c-can you really blame me for not wanting to go to your
birthday party when it's basically a large celebration rejoicing your independance...it almost feels as though you're just trying to rub
it in my face...he lets out a soft sigh, staring down at the ground. Well...that's the part that's difficult to explain. There's a sort of..
spark or connection there, and everytime you see that person or think of them...it's renewed, so that you never really run out...and when
people stay in a relationship long enough, they get to the point where they don't even have to be together for that to happen.
shrugs and decides it doesn't really matter if you go or not, as long as you buy him presents! Because every present is worth a lot to him,
haha!~ Oh... His own eyes go back to staring at the sky. So it's like an infinite amount of energy, then...? Sounds kind of ridiculous and
impossible. He chuckles. I see... and what, they just have to think about the other person, and they "fall in love" all over again, is what
you mean?
always buys you a present anyway, git, so you don't even have to bring it up...a-and it's not that he minds going, after all, as the
fireworks are always impressive and the food isn't that bad(not as good as his, of course,), but...in truth, the entire first week of July
England
is
just hell for him. He smiles at the cliche phrase, leaning back in his chair a bit and nodding. Well, yes...there's alot about it that's
supposedly impossible, but...that's just the beauty of it~...hah, I suppose you could put it that way~..
Alfred
thinks
that's fine, then!~ So you should go and completely suck it up, because you're ruining both his fun and everyone else's, especially when
you get drunk like that. =3= Not quite yet firmly grasping the concept, he's glad that he at least has a little idea... and so he tries to
tackle it another way. Carefully, he asks, You.. feel that way, then? About me? All of that sky feeling and infinite battery and just
happiness...?
supposes he'll...have to do that this year, then. So, he needs to get you a present, go to your party, not drink himself silly...and
actually remember poor Matthew's birthday this year...he feels his face heat up again, and he hesitates only briefly before nodding,
wondering if he's just on a lucky roll of honesty at the moment. And without the assistance of alchohol? Phenomenal. W-Well...yes...that's
what I was sort of basing my explanation off of, after all...
Alfred
is
demanding a huge present, or he's going to just sulk all day and not letting you in. Yes. And he's going to hide all the alcohol anyway,
just in case. Ah... Blink, blink, gears rotating in his head. ... Is that how Rus- Ivan feels, then?
isn't too sure about the whole 'bigger is better' thing...after all, aren't you into technology right now? That's usually...smaller,isn't
it...? What do you want for your birthday, anyway..? He stops, not sure how to answer that question-he can assume that the love Russia
England
feels
is the same as his, because, after all, love is a natural thing, something humans are born knowing how to do and will never forget, and
yet...it doesn't feel as though it's his place to answer it. Well...I would...assume so, but...it's not really my place to answer it-
if you want a genuine answer, you ought to ask him.
Alfred
wants
a huge present, dammit! And maybe some chocolate to boot... So you pick the present, and remember not to disappoint him, or he will rage
on you! D< Really, huh... This was really more confusing than he gave it credit for... But what do you think? Since you were talking
about the aura and all...
England
thinks
that, in that case, his only options are...a bloody boat or something, and he can't really afford something like that. H-Honestly, you
don't actually think he's made of money, do you?! ..chocolate is doable, though. Well...what does he honestly think about it..? I think
that...he means what he says-he's in love with you.
Alfred
thinks
you are made of money! And if you're just going to go with chocolates, then you better buy him a hell of a lot because he goes through that
rather quickly.~ He looks at you, his eyes softening to an extent that it looks like the sky, which his eyes reflect, is just melting. I...
I see... He... Sigh. And then you... What the heck am I supposed to do.
disagrees with that statement. ...even if his economy is technically better than yours right now, but he won't brag about that, as he
knows it's a sore spot. Alright...and how much is alot...? He shifts uncomfortably under the...almost heartbroken gaze, suddenly feeling
the urge to just...wrap his arms around you, to try and be some sort of comfort. You..mm...you wait until you've figured things out, of
course. I...you know that I'll wait, and I'm almost positive Russia will,too.
Alfred
thinks
... then... -gritting his teeth - that you should be able to buy him a boat if your economy is so much better, huh? Just... buy a lot.
He nods at your response, somewhat appeased. Yeah, I guess. I dunno, it's just the same... Being blunt here, but I don't want either of you
to be taken away. Frown.
awkwardly clears his throat, feeling bad for bringing the subject up. E-Er, right...w-well, as long as I know you'll like it and use it, I
suppose it doesn't really matter what I get you for your birthday. He blinks, having not expected such a straightforward answer so soon,
and he files it away in the back of his mind. I-Is that so...? And that's why you're so confused..?
Alfred
will
definitely use it. And he can use it when he comes over too, yeah? Mr. Island, haha.~ Should be fun, and he's definitely itching for a
cruise! and nothing wrong with straightforward, especially when they're facts. Yeah, part of it Like I said, it's both kind of the same...
with both of you, yeah?
England
thinks
it would certainly be more convienient to cross the Atlantic with a boat rather than swimming...though he hasn't been on a boat since his
pirate days, perhaps he could teach you how to man it? He nods thoughtfully, wondering if, between them, they can figure things out...it's
going to take time, of course, but he promised to wait. I...think I understand what you mean. And because of that, it's difficult to choose,
and you don't feel as though you...want to have to choose?
can actually drive a boat himself, to be honest, though he doesn't have a license or anything!~ But you can teach him, okay, so he has an
excuse to fool around, haha!~ Yeah... but what if... He frowns. What if you wait, and it's not the outcome you want? ... Huh...? I don't get
it... I don't want to have to choose... I guess, because then that's just harder to do. >o<
Figures you'd just want an excuse to slack off...he doesn't mind teaching you, though. That way, he can spend more time with you and ignore
the ever-accumulating pile of paperwork...he pauses, thinking about it. Most of these are questions he's asked himself countless of times,
and yet...it's never really stopped him. Well...if that...happens to be the case, then at least I'll be...even if I'm hurt, I'll still
treasure the time we were able to spend together, and...as long as you're happy, then I'll...I'll be able to bear it somehow. I see what
you mean...is it because you think that, once you decide, there's no going back, or...?
Alfred
wonders
when you ever became such a procrastinator, haha!~ He pauses and waits for you to answer, wondering if he asked the wrong thing - but
nothing's wrong with curiosity, right? The expression gives way to something closer to surprise and disbelief. Ah, geez, Artie, the way you
said that makes it sound like I'm never gonna talk to ya', or somethin'! And what's with the self-sacrificing attitude? =3= Pout. Uh...
never thought of it that way... I dunno, it's more selfish like... I don't want to give one away? Ahaha, sounds silly, huh?~
certainly wouldn't call it procrastinating...then again, there's really no other word for it. Procrastination at least sounds better than
"neglecting duty", though..e-er, well...I know that's not the case, but...I would assume that, if things are to turn out that way, you
wouldn't...want to talk to me as much. Wouldn't it...ah, somewhat awkward...? He blinks, shaking his head. I-I'm not trying to be self-
sacrificing, per se...a-as I said, I just want you to be happy...he smiles slightly, giving you a small nod. It makes sense, actually..and I
don't think it sounds selfish.
shrugs his shoulders that. I don't know what you're talking about!~ Awkward pales next the presence of the hero. ^o^ And so, I'd just talk
to ya' the same! Dunno about you, though, which is the problem. Jutting his lower lip out, he looks up at you. How is it not selfish when
I'm just keeping you both there, hanging, and in the end, one of you is going to end up hurt anyway?
smiles slightly in response, shaking his head. Right, of course...because nothing can stand up against the hero, hm? W-Well, if that were
the case...o-of course I'd still want to talk to you...he flinches at that, glancing off to the side for a moment. It's..because it's
something that's beyond your control, right? You can't force yourself to make a decision, and so...it's not selfish because you aren't
just doing whatever you like for your own personal benefeit...
nods at that; exactly! He'll win against it all no matter what, and his awesome ability to not read the atmosphere will definitely come in
handy. He notices that little flinch of yours, causing him to sigh and dig just a little deeper within himself. Artie, I'm not a child. You
know as well as I do that by not choosing, I am doing it for personal benefit, and it's because of my indecision. So I'll ask again: I'm
being selfish, aren't I?
fails to see how not being able to read the atmosphere would be helpful...sometimes it's good to disregard it, but to be unaware of it
completely sounds more like an obstacle than anything else. A-Ah, well...choosing not to do anything is...a decision in itself, is it not..?
It's usually the...safe thing to do when you're not sure of everything...besides, if it's hurting you to hurt us, then you're not
gaining anything from it, are you?
Exactly! That's how it helps, because he can completely overlook any sort of awkwardness and be able to deal with stuff easier! Scoffing at
your insufficient answer, he retorts, Yeah, but that's the stupidest decision ever. And I am gaining something... both of your feelings,
whilst I'm here stuck in the middle ground and sucking it all in, just eating and eating it, like how you always describe my food habits.
But I know it has to end, but I can't...
points out that, sometimes, it's necessary to notice awkwardness in order to properly utilize a little thing called tact...because
otherwise you'll just end up offending people. Shoulders slumping a bit, he nods slowly, even if he hates how...similiar the self
destructive words sound to the things he constantly points out about himself. Well..it's better to wait and make the right, or best
decision than to just do something rash for the sake of just...making a decision, isn't it? Because...you know that I want what will
make you happy, and I'm sure that Russia wants the same thing...