♕ douze; [text] (4TH WALL EVENT POST)(backtag-friendly forever)

[crotchroses]

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I do not have enough cigarettes for this. Mon Dieu.

For once can I have a good sleep? Is that too much to ask? Apparently it is!

[ooc: YEAH FOURTH WALL. Backtag friendly like the title says, especially 'cause I'm semi-outta commission from my surgery and I know y'all are busy.

Francis is in his apartment (dressed) and cooking. Have at it! C: ]

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[southrebellion.livejournal.com]

You're not getting anything outta me! If you hadn't fucked it up royally, maybe you'd've got something outta the backwater hillbilly, but now you'll never know!

[ Every version of America sucks at discretion. All of them. ]

Shit, at this point, I almost wanna run off and tell Russia just to spite you! ...Except that might creep him out and I'm not scaring him away.

[ Yes it is a day that an America likes Russia more than France. Granted, there's not a whole lot to the relationship BUT AT LEAST HE'S NOT A CRAZY COMMIE. AND HE'S KINDA. HELPFUL. MORAL SUPPORT??? Oh who knows. The broodfester tongues just make him writhe more violently in an attempt to buck France off. ]

1/?

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

... Eh? One moment.



So he knows! Were you after the same one or--

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DONE

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

So.



Who initiated, mon chere? Or were you both so enamored with the black tongues of hatred that you went for one another like starving men to a freely offered feast?

[southrebellion.livejournal.com]

[ SCREAM!!!! Northmerica seems genuinely shocked that he knows. SHOCKED!!! ]

What dirty rat--?! It's not--! It wasn't--! Shut up!

[ And then he promptly flips France like one would flip a table. ]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

1/2

[southrebellion.livejournal.com]

[ He is so fucking flustered. ]

[northaggression.livejournal.com]

[ Andddd the other one hesitantly peeks his head in. Seeing that he's not about to walk in on something else terrible, he gets on his belly and starts discreetly crawling toward the kitchen. ]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Get over here or I will drag you with my bare hands. Come here!

[northaggression.livejournal.com]

[ and he doesn't like being treated like a dog, so his keeps wriggling on his futile journey to the fridge. ]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Stop that. Both of you, out of my apartment, now.