would love to join... depending on who is being stalked, of course.

not acquired a target yet, but France was more than welcome to join him!

definitely do so, on the basis of making sure it will be someone worth looking at, oui?

snickers at that, but he agrees. It would be more fun that way.

not try to remember the last time he did so, and it turned out that - ugh. Shudder.

very curious as to what happened to his friend. Though he couldn't promise that he wouldn't laugh.

that he'd most likely laugh. Because it has to do with a frying pan. Yes.

all ready laughing at the implication. "That woman got'cha huh?"

winces as he rubs his forehead. ""Got me" is a very loose term." He still has a bump.

cackles a bit more. "You get used to it." He barely felt it anymore!

That does not sound reassuring. "Oui, but is the fair maiden so possessive that even looking is not allowed?"

had to think about this for a minute. "Were you trying to look at Austria?"

not deny this. "Of course! That man is beautiful!"

cackles so hard his face is a bright red color. "No wonder...!"

highly amused at this physical reaction. "Come now, Gil, you can't deny that man has... charms.~"

looks at the other from the corner of his eyes before quirking a grin. "Charms? None that I can see!"

shakes his head. Ah, but the beauty of a man is lost on him. "Maybe that's because Miss Hungary has already affected your eyesight. Just how

many times have you been hit, exactly?"

scratches the back of his head. "Can't remember."

... wonders if he's amnesic now. "Ah...!~ Should we go visit our dear piano player a visit then?"

France has a death wish, but Gilbert was just that fearless. "Ja! Why not?"

wouldn't think the awesome Prussia would back out of anything. "Oui, let us go then.~" He brought a camera along, just for information.

knows somehow he was going to be the one to face Hungary's wrath. She had like, homing senses to him. "You know, _

it feels like it's been a while since we've gotten together! Now if only Spain was here..."

would... agree with that, sadly. "Indeed!~ I do miss drinking with you both as well... and Spain is the only one that keeps me sane next

to you."

laughs at that and reaches out to pat his head. "Happy to help then!"

shakes his head. "You are too much to handle, Gil. Ah, speaking of which, what is the deal with these... counterparts?" He's still

genuinely confused about that.

blinks at the question before grinning. "Something awesome! They came out of nowhere and no one really knows why. But who cares, I say!_

I love Giselle~"

rolls his eyes. "Of course you would. And apparently their personalities are similar..." He would die from having two people screaming

'awesome' all the time.

he'll like Giselle. She was fun and beautiful. But the real object of his affection was the female South Italy. "Hey, you'll like her too."

"I've actually already met her." And wow, was that ever fun. Drinking, as per usual. He was not aware of this. The great Gil, tied down?

not tied down...exactly. More like she had his interest! "Oh!!! You did? She's great, huh?"

"She is!~ She reminds me of you, except you know, more curvy." He smirks a little. And he would love to meet with person of interest.

Chiara wouldn't want to see him. "...Oh, of course. She has very good curves! She is me as a chick, so I would definitely be sexy."

.... has no comment to that. "Yes... of course she would. But I haven't met my own counterpart yet...~" And why not?

always talking about how she doesn't want to see Marianne! "Me either. But I bet she's a babe!"

... but he is not Marianne! "Of course she is. And she will be elegant and extremely beautiful to boot.~"

guesses that's true, but the mistrust was still there. "...i really wanna meet her now!"