random chat thread

[France-niichan]

I know enough to say that they are simply splendid heart Ah and the noises he makes... heart  

[Eam Adair]

*watches France and Canada*

O///////O

((Weeeell, that's all for me, G'Night, everyone!))

 

[catweasels]

((xD The lack of total epic corny-ness is one of the reasons my friend claims I'm so perfect for Canada. In her words "He's tsundere, but there's this underlying strain he won't admit to that's so... undeniably Francis."))

-shivers, bringing up his hands to press against France's chest and maintain some of that distance- Non, mon cauchemar, I think I'd rather not feel it at all.

(([Edit] Night Belarus~))  

[Hungary-tan]

Oh, doesn't he make the most delicious nois-- ... AAGAHAGHHHHH NO WAY, NOT FRANCIS?? I CAN'T BE ON THE SAME SIDE AS THIS GUY..!


(Sally.. was a 15 year old girl from Nebraska~~)  

[France-niichan]

((Matty is in denial rofl ))

Cauchemar? Êtes-vous sûr de cela? *whispers in his ear* You never never know unless you try, eh mon petit castor?

@ Hungary - Ah you know exactly what I mean! heart I'm pleased to see we are on the same side heart  

[Hungary-tan]

(.. Babelfish doesn't translate into Hungarian. Mia fasz!)  

[catweasels]

((Poor Hungary. My site doesn't have Hungarian either...
@France- =D Very much so. .__. And I so want a beaver tail now. -dies-))

Je suis très sûr de cela. -pushes him further away- Perhaps, but I don't want to know.  

[Hungary-tan]

(Aaaa'ight, I'm goin' to bed. XD I found a list of Hungarian curses [Mia fasz = what the ********] but nothing.. else. Yet. CIAO.)  

[France-niichan]

((XD I read a few fanfics where Francis calls him his little beaver and I thought it was the most ridiculously cute pet name ever >w< ))

Ha ha.. Je ne le crois pas! *steals Matthew's glasses and taps him on the lips* I bet you don't even know what you really want...

((night Hungary!))  

[catweasels]

((xD Night~ Sleep well!))  

[catweasels]

((xD Niice. <3 ... -still wants a beaver tail so bad-))

Believe it or not, c'est ainsi. -sighs in moderate exasperation, one hand lifting to shoo away Francis's- I know I really want my glasses (and my personal space) back.  

[France-niichan]

((But beavers are so cute! ))

Well you want your glasses back, I want to show you my love... Shall we set up terms for a peace treaty we shall both be happy with, mon petit castor?  

[catweasels]

((xD They are~))

We could do that... or you could just give me back my glasses.  

[France-niichan]

Non! Must you be so cold? Your glasses remain my prisoner of war until my terms are met...  

[catweasels]

Must you be so difficult? -sighs- And what exactly are these terms of yours?