dusting off a very old muse :)

[fraternite]

Ah, mademoiselle!~ It has been far too long! You must be careful, or you will make Angleterre jealous. [France is quite pleased by this, make no mistake. :D]

What shall we do together, hm? --Ah, listen to my poor, creaking legs! I need to stretch them and enjoy the sunshine after I was locked away for so long.

Mm, let's see... 2013? It's 2013 already? Mon Dieu! One year? Non! [he crosses his arms over his chest SUCH DISAPPROVAL] One year is too cruel! I no longer wish to rest. I've had enough of this boring sleep! [WAVES A HAND, as if to dismiss it all. It has been decided.

He's awake again.

Deal with it.]

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[mayshereign]

She should have locked you in a dungeon. [Hullo, dear.]

[fraternite]

[--!] Ah, how rude! It is you, Rosemary! You're as charming and warlike as ever.

[mayshereign]

Thank you, my dear, how very kind of you to say. [SHE IS PLEASED TO SEE HIM I promise there is no bite to her words.] I see you're as mature and delicate as always.

[fraternite]

One of us must be that way. [o-oh, oh he's very happy to see her too. =3= he takes her hand in his and kisses the back of it.]

[atgimimas]

[Oh no, it's the froufrou toad. Was it toad? No. Frog. Of course. Although Czech called Italy a frog sometimes.... strange, re- Oh, right. France.

Lithuania looks around for somewhere to hide or something to make him look busy before he's spotted....]

[lloegr]

[Someone is headbutting you in the back of your knees.]

[fraternite]

[target locked]

Bonjour, Lituanie!

[fraternite]

[Huh? What's that... Such a familiar thing...

France turns and blinks and a smile breaks across his face immediately.]

Angleterre! Mon petit lapin.~

[squats down and peeks at. Hello! ouo ]

[atgimimas]

[Caught.]

Ah-haha

[Awkward head scratch.]

Labas, Prancūzija.

[That's right, you're not the only one with your own language, France. Now, please, speak one that Lithuania can handle....]

Ah. It is a fine day, yes?

[lloegr]

[Make sure that you keep your hands to yourself or there might be bitemarks in them afterwards.]

You should have stayed away. [Huffhuff not impressed by the smile and everything. At all.]

[fraternite]

Oui! [not a chance, liet] It is a fine day when I have been released from a long and terrible imprisonment.

[look at this sad, anguished face. look at it. he places his hands on liet's shoulders] There is no day finer than the day that one receives his freedom!

[ =3= ]

[mayshereign]

[Allows this.] I'd ask if you were well, but it sounds as if you haven't had much say in it either way. Bit cooped up, dear?

[fraternite]

Rude and small and still the poor liar. [he means this in the fondest way possible. He knows better, and yet...] You know that I can't ever stay away from you, Angleterre.

[AND YET... He tries to ruffle England's hair.]

[fraternite]

[he nods!! 8( ] For a year. Your brother has been as terrible a host as I'd ever expect. I think he's already very jealous.

[sulks.]

[atgimimas]

You were imprisonmented?!

[Liet swims in self hate and loathing. How could he be so awful to somebody who has suffered so?! Something hot and solid (don't be rude) shoots through him. There has been an injustice of the probably unlikely possibly innocent!

He tenses at the hand on his shoulders but sucks it up and holds his head high like the proud Nation he is. Before looking sad and worried. What if a certain somebody has gone crazy again? Oh dear....]

I-i-it... w-who was it?

[lloegr]

[Ohay there are teeth sinking into your hand now.

Enjoy a tiny little furyball of I'm-not-happy-that-you-are-back-not-at-all-never not wanting his hair ruffled. At least the bite isn't hard enough to break skin because the kid has missed France. ...Not at all, of course.

But stop ruffling his hair he is trying to get that under control.]

[fraternite]

It was the mademoiselle.

[NEED HE SAY MORE.]

[atgimimas]

...Is this a-um... a thing.... [Big eyes, slight nod. Essentially he's trying to do a 'wink wink nod nod, say no more' thing.]

[fraternite]

[YELPS pulls his hand back. Ok, it didn't really hurt, but no one likes being bitten.]

Stop that!! You'll give me a strange disease! I forgot how much of a little barbarian you were! Are...

Merde. [wipes his hand on a handkerchief. Britgerms.]

[edle_gestalt]

Sleep isn't so boring.



[Is it a passing, honest comment and idle thought? Is it a jab that he should go the hell back to sleep? Is it a come-on? the world may never know

including him]

[lloegr]

You're the ones who's bringing over all the diseases! And who smells weird!

[wiping his mouth and then spitting on the ground, your hand really tasted weird. What is modern soap. Also taking a step back to get out of France's reach, wondering when the other nation grew this much.] And tastes weird, too. I bet it's because you've eaten too man frogs.

[mayshereign]

Don't insult him around me, you know I can't agree with you. [Though Arthur is generally hopeless yes but there's such a thing as solidarity.] Do stop complaining, love, it's not very endearing.

[seyitloud]

[ wow it's not like she's missed you or anything

no way!! ]

That eyebrows sure has a lot of nerve, getting jealous of someone who's been stowed away for such a long time while he's been able to stretch his legs as much as he wants, don't you think, Papa?

[fraternite]

[hiiiii dearest darling! he draws her in for a hug and snuggles =3= ]

Ah, yes! See, you understand exactly what I mean! [airkisses her cheeks <3]

[fraternite]

[that's a reference to one of our hilarious threads oh my god]

That is because you are boring, Autriche.

[hairflip

he's totally smiling though.]