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Dear mun,

Why do you let me say stupid things?

WHY?!

I keep saying I'm gonna be nice, I'm gonna be the bigger man, and when the words are in my head, they don't make me angry.

WHY DO YOU LET ME SAY IT?!

Not happy with you.

Love,

America

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What stupid thing did you say?

A lot. Iggy and I had one of those conversations where we couldn't be nice to each other no matter how hard we actually tried. Revolution got dragged up and shit...

[Yeah, fuck it. Hug time. Hugshugshugs.]

[Hughugs! Artie does love hugs! He even reaches and pets America's hair a bit.]

I hear that happens often...

[Soft sigh and and a snuggle.]

You know it, bro. I know why he does it, and sometimes I can work it out just fine.

Wasn't one of those days though. Canada had to step in and then I really felt like a heel.

[Petpetpets. Nuzzle.]

You are sad. It's very sad to see, poppet, but I can understand. You care very much for England.

He was all I knew for a very long time.

Thanks for this, man. [Head bumps and nuzzles back.] At least you like me, though I have a hard time thinking you hate anybody Artie.

Well... [There's someone he really, really doesn't like.]

...is he French?

No. He's an angel...

Ah...yeah no way that can be Francis? Hmm?

No, no~

[He actually thinks Francis is funny.]

[HUGS FOR YOU!]

[Hugs back.]

Don't worry. I'll be fine. Just one of those things.

But I want to help.

It's not really something you can help with. Hopefully it will all blow over soon.

Hugs make it go a little easier though. [Snuggle...and a raspberry against little Al's cheek.]

[Lil!Al can't help put giggle like crazy at that.]

that tickles!

That's the point~! [He picks up his little self and gives him a gentle toss before pulling him back in a snuggle.]

YAAAAAAAAY~! [SPREAD EAGLE!!]

...you tend to say stupid things, anyway.

Yeah, but the difference is she can stop me. [Pouts and leans on. Gonna be a brat now.] And I prefer to use the term "highly imaginative."

[Chuckles softly and lightly pokes him in the ribs.] True. But you're so hard to talk out of things.

Well...I may concede to you there. It does sometimes take a House of Representatives to talk me into and out of things. [He grins and wiggles at the poke, bumping his cheek against Canada's in his usual show of affection.] And I think it may be a trait all the NAFTA members share, you and Mexico just don't get called on it as much.

That's the best part, y'know. When you're off stealing the spotlight, it means I can get away with so much more. [Smirking just a bit, he lightly nuzzled Al's cheek.] So I should thank you for that.

[Kiss!] Haha! I accept thanks in the form of chocolate chip pancakes?

I think you like to be in the spotlight sometimes. In particular during winter games.

You may very well be in luck. I happen to have chocolate chips around and know how to make pancakes. [With a smile, he gave him a light kiss.]

I'd be lying if I denied that.

Awesome! It's a date! [Happy hum.]

Man...the teams are lookin' fierce this year for summer. Totally pumped for the Olympics.

Don't be late. [Hiding a bit of a smirk, he lightly pokes him again.]

I'm looking forward to it, too. Perhaps closer, we should have a friendly little wager.

I'll do my best. [He wiggles and rests against Canada with a nod.]

What kind of bet? No money right? [He's got a good idea at what he's best at, and he knows that both he and Canada are at the top of athletics.]

You always do. [Sly wraps his arms around Al for some snuggles.]

No, no money. That wouldn't be friendly. [Laughs softly, shaking his head a bit.] Food is more friendly. Something like that. Maybe something that involves most medals per game or something.

[Snuggles! Yesyes~ He grins and snuggles back.] Perfect. I think I can do that easy enough. How complicated you want it? Like, each win is a day the loser makes his specialty? Like I do lunch and barbecue, you do breakfast and dessert? Wait...then I won't get poutine...tie or no medals we both make dinner together?

[Good. Because he's enjoying snuggling right now.] That's what i was thinking. It seems like the fairest way of doing it. And maybe I'll toss in poutine, anyway, and declare it a breakfast food.

[And now he's also getting a loud, wet kiss on his cheek.] Awesome! Best Summer Ever!

[Because Al always cheers up for food, especially Mattie's breakfast. ~~and maybe France but shhhhhh~~]

[Making a show of it, he offered a drawn out 'ewww' that was riddled with laughter.] I'll agree with you on that one. It's definitely better than sitting around and doing nothing.

[He'll keep on believing his food is the best. Over France's. Shh.]

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