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starspangledhero) wrote2010-08-16 12:29 am
starspangledhero) wrote2010-08-16 12:29 am
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[ Have you ever tried to text someone, then you get a phone call, and you end up both losing the text and dropping the call? Something similar just happened to America, so he's been frantically pressing keys to his communicator and somehow manages a post. He still has the bandages and bad hair cut. He blinks in surprise when he realizes it's recording, in mid-chew of a sandwich. ]
--oh, hold on a sec, accidentally turned it on. Well everyone! The occupation of Denmark is going smoothly! There's been no resistance by either domestic or outside forces. Food supplies are adequate and the locals have been very hospitable to American aid! That's all there is for now. Japan's possible dates are still being processed and I'm still in the process of both Marshall repairs and Rail Tracer investigations.
[ America grins with a mouth full of food and give a thumbs up. Look around in the background, and it's obvious he's actually in Denmark's apartment.
Specifically, the kitchen. A table shoved in the corner with two chairs, stove, counters, fish bowl with goldfish, it's all pretty unremarkable, surprisingly or not. Denmark's sitting at the other chair, wearing an apron and clearly not listening even a little bit. ]
Hey, pay attention. The next one is knep dig selv. Kneppede is the past tense.
[ He pronounces each word slowly and carefully.
Now America is completely distracted. Hello awful attention span. The communicator's set down to pick food off of his plate. And through a mouthful of food: ]
Er, kinep thy salv? [ Pronounced with American phonetics. ]
Kinda. Except it's knep.
[ [ Denmark is more or less used to people not being able to pronounce his beautiful, potatolike language. He thinks for a second. ]
Oh, this one's easier. Pik ansjos.
Pick ansyos!
Now the best one of all! halv svensker.
[ For some reason, Denmark is laughing through this particular insult... ]
Halv swinskar.
[ America grins, like it's a joke he doesn't quite get but still finds funny. Hey, it's an effort for him to even pay attention to this "lesson." Horrible pronunciation is to be expected. He finishes munching his food and swallows. ]
Make me another sandwich! Oh, make it two. I've gotta hand one off to Namine later. And what've you got to drink around here?
Beer.
[ There's absolutely no delay; in fact, Denmark looks kind of confused by the question. What else would he have to drink? Jeez, what does he look like? But he shrugs and pushes back in his chair, standing up and adjusting his apron. Let's see, there's a little of that care-package meat left... He calls over his shoulder, grinning, intentionally picking one hard to pronounce: ]
Now try and say hænge røv!
I... uh... repeat that?
[ America's eye glances over to the communicator, and, remembering it's on, reaches over to turn it off. Meanwhile his attention is turned back to Denmark. ]
While I'm here, can ya help me with my eye? It should be okay by now but I need--
[ The communicator turns off to everyone else. To Denmark, the rest of his sentence is "someone to look at it and see if it looks alright." Behold a surprisingly domestic post. ]
--oh, hold on a sec, accidentally turned it on. Well everyone! The occupation of Denmark is going smoothly! There's been no resistance by either domestic or outside forces. Food supplies are adequate and the locals have been very hospitable to American aid! That's all there is for now. Japan's possible dates are still being processed and I'm still in the process of both Marshall repairs and Rail Tracer investigations.
[ America grins with a mouth full of food and give a thumbs up. Look around in the background, and it's obvious he's actually in Denmark's apartment.
Specifically, the kitchen. A table shoved in the corner with two chairs, stove, counters, fish bowl with goldfish, it's all pretty unremarkable, surprisingly or not. Denmark's sitting at the other chair, wearing an apron and clearly not listening even a little bit. ]
Hey, pay attention. The next one is knep dig selv. Kneppede is the past tense.
[ He pronounces each word slowly and carefully.
Now America is completely distracted. Hello awful attention span. The communicator's set down to pick food off of his plate. And through a mouthful of food: ]
Er, kinep thy salv? [ Pronounced with American phonetics. ]
Kinda. Except it's knep.
[ [ Denmark is more or less used to people not being able to pronounce his beautiful, potatolike language. He thinks for a second. ]
Oh, this one's easier. Pik ansjos.
Pick ansyos!
Now the best one of all! halv svensker.
[ For some reason, Denmark is laughing through this particular insult... ]
Halv swinskar.
[ America grins, like it's a joke he doesn't quite get but still finds funny. Hey, it's an effort for him to even pay attention to this "lesson." Horrible pronunciation is to be expected. He finishes munching his food and swallows. ]
Make me another sandwich! Oh, make it two. I've gotta hand one off to Namine later. And what've you got to drink around here?
Beer.
[ There's absolutely no delay; in fact, Denmark looks kind of confused by the question. What else would he have to drink? Jeez, what does he look like? But he shrugs and pushes back in his chair, standing up and adjusting his apron. Let's see, there's a little of that care-package meat left... He calls over his shoulder, grinning, intentionally picking one hard to pronounce: ]
Now try and say hænge røv!
I... uh... repeat that?
[ America's eye glances over to the communicator, and, remembering it's on, reaches over to turn it off. Meanwhile his attention is turned back to Denmark. ]
While I'm here, can ya help me with my eye? It should be okay by now but I need--
[ The communicator turns off to everyone else. To Denmark, the rest of his sentence is "someone to look at it and see if it looks alright." Behold a surprisingly domestic post. ]
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Ah, nevermind. ...Although I did want to speak with you about something small. Perhaps when you are not with Denmark-san.
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HEY DENMARK BE RIGHT BACK, GONNA GO SEE JAPAN. HAVE FOOD READY FOR WHEN I RETURN!
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A-ah?! ... Shall I prepare tea, then?! I am back in my apartment room, so feel free to meet me there!
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[ SLAMMING THE DOOR BEHIND HIM. He's coming for you. No one can save you now. ]
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Hi Japan!
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Ah, hello, America-san. The coffee will be done momentarily. Please feel free to find a seat.
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So what's up?
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Ah... do you speak to England-san very often, here?
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Yeah? I guess. I see him all the time.
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[This is all some elaborate doujin scheme-- no it's not. Actually, earlier in the month, England said something that got Japan thinking. He said that Japan probably knows America better than he does. That even though he raised him he doesn't understand him, and that America only seemed to be cruel.
Hm.]
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He's... England. You know how he is.
[ Turning over to lie on his stomach instead. ]
He's grumpy, and aside from his music he's a total stick-in-the-mud. I haven't seen the guy smile in centuries, aside from that one creepy time. Honestly, he needs to loosen up. And he needs to realize how lucky he is that I don't just leave him all alone on his lonely island!
[ shrug ] But, you like your friends even if they are tea-guzzling fop who won't trade in his sweater vests for mod fashion.
...Why?
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Ah.. I was just wondering.
[He pauses and turns to pour America some coffee.]
He believes that I know you better than he does. ...What do you think?
ACTION
You ask what I think a lot! He never does.
[ Sitting up and taking a long gulp of his coffee. It ain't Dunkin' Donuts, but it's still better than 19th century coffee. ]
I... don't know. There's some things that ya can't know about me that England does, because of time differences.
[ He coughs nervously, scratching at the side of his face. Oh, WWII. He recovers quickly and relaxes back into the couch. ]
But you're always open to talking to me and not just chewing my head off! This is kinda a weird conversation. I have to guess how well other people know me... sound like it could be a game show.
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Ah, naturally it can be difficult for you to determine. If you would rather not answer, that is fine.
It is just the fact that he has to voice such a thing that made me curious.
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It's not that I'm against answering--a hero doesn't back down from a challenge, after all!--but, I'm not sure how I can answer it.
[ Suddenly interest is piqued. ]
He said that? What'd he say?
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[Dang it I want iced coffee too now TO MCDONALDS. Okay so. He brings the coffee over to America, passing it over and hesitating with his words.]
...I am not sure if I should quote his conversation with me. [Well, it wasn't filtered, but...]
But I have reason to believe he would like to know you more. So..
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Really? Why didn't he ask me?!
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Tsundere.
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[ SLURP. ]
So what do you want me to do about it?
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