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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]

We've already been over this. You're not the law.

Oh, hey, this. I remember this! You were so pathetic, I knew ya needed me to help you out, even though I was still small and didn't even know what a hero was back then. I must've had this innate sense of hero-ness. You know, England? ...England?

[ I.

...I.

I CAN'T DECIDE IF THIS IS LAUGHABLE OR IF AMERICA SHOULD BE CONCERNED. PROBABLY THE LATTER, BUT I'M LAUGHING ANYWAY. So here is America turning around, looking concerned, utterly baffled, and maybe a bit horrified because wow, England. Wow. ]

Uh. Arthur?

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ LAUGH. I'D LAUGH. ]

Perfectly fine. I just swallowed a lime.

[starspangledhero]

What. No! No! False! Liar!

[ throwing the crystal at England's head. that always solves everything. ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ America you childish bastard. the crystal bounces off England's head and you hear a slight sniffle from the England in the memory. England's reaction to all of this is to grab America by the ear. ]

I swallowed one earlier today and now it's finally coming back up, stupid.

[starspangledhero]

Ow, ow, ow!

[ getting dragged up by the ear ] I was gonna be nice and comfort you in your time of distress, but now you can forget it!

[ realize America's comfort would consist of an awkward hug and a hamburger to the face. ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I don't need your comfort, and any comfort you gave would be useless.

[ AWKWARD BROTHERS ]

[starspangledhero]

[ sob html ]

My comfort is awesome and comforting! Japan and Namine and Miria like it! It just doesn't work on you because Britishness has whittled away all of your emotions except angry and drunk!

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Your pathetic attempts at consoling don't work on me because I don't have bricks for brains.

[ its okay I'm still judging you ]

And you're the twat who has the emotional range of a teaspoon.

[starspangledhero]

Neither do any of my friends!

No way, I'm like, in tune with my emotions, ya dig? I went on a whole spiritual camping trip with a bunch of flower children and I became one with nature and got in-touch with my inner self all sorts of deep stuff. You're always angry.

1/2

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I am not--

[ TOTALLY ABOUT TO EXPLODE. but that'd be proving America right. ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ and letting go of America's ear at least! ]

Only around you.

[starspangledhero]

Well that's not fair. I'm so great to you and you're just always angry. You're lucky I'm you're friend even though the only emotion you have nowadays is anger.

[ picking up one of the crystals, then immediately shoving it under his shirt to muffle it. he might be blushing, who knows. ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ ... wait ignore that anger thing ]

What was that?

[starspangledhero]

Nothing! Nothing at all! It's nothing important in fact it's something so unimportant that no one should see it.

[ clutching his crystal belly. YOU CAN NEVER KNOW MY SECRETS, ENGLAND. ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ guess who's sneaking over like a sneaky panther ]

I like unimportant things. They make me feel sad.

[ GUESS WHERE THAT QUOTE IS FROM ]

[starspangledhero]

[ HMMMM I WONDER. ]

Why do you want to feel sad? Are you gonna try out another emotion?

[ don't take his memoriessss ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ Hamtaro ]

Sad is happy for deep people. You wouldn't understand.

[ and grasping at America's memory belly ]

[starspangledhero]

HEY!

[ STRUGGLING WITH THE MEMORY BELLY. Trying to curl into a ball to protect it.

By the way, it's when Canada went demon on everyone and America and Denmark were actually capable of having emotions other than TEAM AWESOME YEAH. And America cried like a babby and Isaac and Miria read from the bible and IT WAS TOUCHING, OKAY? But a bit embarrassing for America because hegemons don't cry. ...well, not over serious shit. ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ GRABBING AMERICA AND PROBABLY ATTEMPTING UNCURL HIM. It probably feels more like tickling than anything else ;w; ]

[starspangledhero]

Cut it out, this is private!

[ CURLING INTO ITTY BITTY BALL but ahhh the tickling makes him squirm. it's not a very effective ball. thanks England. ]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ RUBADUBDUB three men in a tub or something. After a bit more frantic tickling or something, England finally stops and gives up ]

... if it's that private, then.

[starspangledhero]

[ finally relaxing and ceasing squirming. ]

Yeah, it is, thanks.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Only because I don't want to pry, not for any other reason.

[ AND STANDING UP ]

But I want to see it later.

[starspangledhero]

No way, it's embarrassing!

[ He rolls to sit up, clutching his belly much more loosely. ]

No, never. Nuh-uh. ...Maybe. Maybe. Only if you ask nicely and promise not to laugh. And only because you're my closest ally and wouldn't betray this information to Russia. And you already know how it ends anyway-- Wait, no, no way, it's too embarrassing, and it's way too awkward!

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I promise not to laugh, and I promise not to judge you out loud.

[ ENGLAND SENSES A BREAKTHROUGH. Might be scooting a little closer like a puppy ]

... and I'm only asking for the safety of the free world, not out of any perverse desire to get to know you better.