Vash
@neutralchocolatecheese
male Berne, Switzerland
{Disclaimer: Role-Play account}
Erm, clears throat guten tag. I am Switzerland.
Make one wrong move to either me or my sister, and I will shoot you.
That is all. Move along now.
Erm, clears throat guten tag. I am Switzerland.
Make one wrong move to either me or my sister, and I will shoot you.
That is all. Move along now.
Vash
wonders
why there's a random plate of cookie crumbs and candy wrappers in his house.
Vash
is
incredibly bored. Maybe he should go and look for that fairy godmother of his.
Vash
thinks
that glass slippers are way too uncomfortable for anything. What stupid person would want to wear them?
Vash
wonders
why he has the strange urge to clean the floor. In a dress. [Sing too!~ Lalalala~]
Vash
is
wandering around, looking for a place to eat, but unfortunately doesn't know where to go. A toy shop catches his eyes.
finds himself smaller than everything in his house, then hears about people not wanting to save bears. Sad face.
Vash
wonders
who the hell sent these atrocities to his inbo-- Oh, France. Not surprised.
Vash
is
just planning to ~maybe treat himself today with things that are a bit more expensive than usual...
Vash
feels
very sleepy. And cranky. Now, where's that mug of coffee he needs?
Vash
wonders
what's up with America and annoying music. He seems to enjoy making tons of it...