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[starspangledhero]

[ When the comm clicks on, America is looking a bit more hippie-ish than usual. At least he's clean now, but he's wearing beads galore, everything on him is painted or dyed, and he has some paint splashed on his face. ]

The People In Charge are givin' me my gifts, slowly but surely! Look-- the beads! Oh, and a whole tie-dye kit, and a box of chapstick! And now there's these things.

[ He sets aside the communicator as he sits on the floor Indian-style. America holds up one of the crystals to his face. He's staring very, very intently at it.

And then he licks it. ]

I wish I could turn into a buffalo. I wish I could turn into a buffalo. I wish--

[ MEMORY TIME YEAH. Anyone watching this video, you can now see the Roswell incident. I'd go hunt down the video but I'm lazy. Have a nice view of America coming across his alien bestie, Tony, who comes to comfort America after being distraught that no one would tell him about the aliens. ...Welcome to Hetalia, guys.

America's grinning, but he does appear a little exasperated. ]

C'mon, magic crystals! Gimme buffalo powers! Don't just show me stuff I've already done! Can't you even bring Tony here? Maybe this one is defective.

[ Another crystal is pulled from who-knows-where. He's probably been collecting them all day in hopes that they will give him powers and/or get him high. This time, instead of licking it, he shakes it like a snowglobe. ]

C'mooooooonnnnn magic buffalo powers!

[ America doesn't get magic buffalo powers. He gets a particular scene from the Revolutionary War. Namely, 2:52-4:30. Watching England cry over him is exactly what he wanted today. Except not. He wants his fucking buffalo powers.

Anyone watching may also care to notice that his grin has slipped away and his face has gone pretty blank. ]

Ah... this one's... broken too.

[ He tosses is behind him, grabbing a much smaller one from his pocket. It's probably too small to see what's going on with it, but as one of his hands fumbles to turn off the communicator, you can hear one last thing from it (because I am a depressing person):

"Can I call you Big Bwother?" ]

[ooc: I haven't seen Higurashi and I dunno the rules on multiple memories, but if this is wrong beyond all reason, just lemme know and I can fix it ;w;b ]

Comments

[starspangledhero]

But... my binoculars! They were mine!

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Stupid sunflower.

I bought them from you, so now they belong to me.

[starspangledhero]

Lovely lily!

What'd you buy 'em with?

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Gormless geranium.

[ ... ]

With a square meal.

[starspangledhero]

Dazzling daisy.

They're worth more than that. I got bit by a cactus just to get those!

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Dimwitted... daisy.

A cactus? How the deuce did a cactus bite you? It's a bloody plant.

[starspangledhero]

I win! I'm a handsome daisy!

It had legs, and it was running at me, and it punched me with its spiky hand, so I kicked it in the face and it bit my ankle and I threw it into a wall but I still got thorns in my hand!

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

You didn't win; I refused to participate stupid contest about flowers.

[ ... ]

A cactus attacked you?

[starspangledhero]

I won.

...It was a very ferocious cactus.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it was. Did it nip at your ankles as well?

[starspangledhero]

Sure it did. I kicked it in the face.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm incredibly proud of you for defeating that cactus. I bet you think you deserve an award of some sort, yeah?

[ and then muttered in a stage whisper ]

Idiot.

[starspangledhero]

You are?

[ genuinely surprised and NOT CATCHING THE SARCASM. ]

I deserve my binoculars back!

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I'm using them. Ask me again next week.

[starspangledhero]

What're you using them for?

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ AWKWARD SHIFTING ]

... very important things. Things beyond your imagination.

[starspangledhero]

Like what?! I wanna hear! Sounds like it'll be like a word-induced acid trip!

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ ... word induced... acid trip? wat. ]

Top secret information. For British eyes only.

[starspangledhero]

[ SOB DON'T ASK ;w; ]

Hullo guv'nah! Okay, can I hear it now?

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ ;w; oh gosh ]

No.

I'll give them back next week, so quit whinging.

[starspangledhero]

I'm holding you to that!

[ coming out more along the lines of "tha-aah!", cut off by a hiccup. ]

I don't think that crystal's agreeing with my stomach.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I always keep my word, gitface.

[ and after a slight pause ]

Well, spit it out.

[starspangledhero]

So you say.

I don't puke that easily.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

My word is the law.

You'll spit out bears, but you're finding it difficult to throw up a crystal? Don't make me come over and make you!

[starspangledhero]

You're not the law.

Okay, first, the bears thing is a super power. I don't have the power to puke up whatever I please! Second, I usually only puke when I've had too much to drink.