he should separate it better then. That might solve his problem.

can't bloody well change national agendas! He does double the work already, dealing with two divides in his nation!

would love to say he is over reacting but he's sort of afraid of how he would react to that.

seethes, thinking England is feckin' right to be afraid to say it! Jumped up one-currency idiot...

just afraid to say it because he thinks the other being completely unreasonable.

doesn't see what he's being unreasonable about! None of this is his fault!

think's it is his fault.

smacks him on the side of the head.

winces at that, "what the hell Ireland?"

'Stop blaming me or I hit you, simple England!' He snaps, pinching him all over.

pushes him away as he glared at him, "well it is your bloody fault, now bugger off."

pulls his hair. 'You're the one who was so adamant you didn't want to go to the euro, and you made the rest of us agree to stay with the_

feckin' pound with you're baby face! So it's you're fault!'

winced at the hair pulling, had they regressed to childhood now? He smacked his hand away. "I have the right to make that choice."

'Yeah, well because we let you decide, now the four of us are suffering in a Euro-centred Europe. Well done, Art'r!' He mocks him. He knows_

he's being mean and unfair to him, but he was in a bad mood and for some reason upsetting Arthur affected him in a strange way.

glared at him now, he was tempted to do something he shouldn't but he stopped himself. He didn't respond to him though as he turned away

from him and headed for the nearest pub.

it when people walk away from him! D< He charged after him, not letting him get more than a couple of feet in front. He was heading to a_

pub? Well, it wasn't all bad then.

ignored him as he walked, shoving his hands in his pockets, he was going to pretend he wasn't following him.

soon overtakes him. Honestly, no one was ever fast enough when heading towards a pub. He goes inside and slams a hand on the bar for a_

glass of whiskey.'