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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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Makes sense. They're both crotchety old men who can't handle our awesome.
[ SLURP. I think you just got complimented, Japan. I'm not sure. ]
You have a revolution too?
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What I am speaking of is not a revolution. It is a full out war. ... China-san still has a scar from it, today. And further on..
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[ Kinda a flat word, half-breathed and half-hurried. He busies himself with drinking more of the coffee. ]
I didn't leave a scar, but I made him cry. He's the one who left scars on me. Well, him and Canada.
[ slurp slurp ] Yeah, well, it was all the sake of freedom, right? Liberalism! Then France. You know how that went. Kinda creepier than me with all the head-chopping.
[ He pauses to try and make his word vomit be coherent. ]
Point is... even if we didn't end up where we are now, I wouldn't regret it. Is that an awful? I don't care. I gave up my big brother for a dream. More than just independence; everything I stand for. So... whatever, man. Arthur stopped giving a damn the second I grew up, and "what ifs" don't get me far.
How 'bout you? Or am I in this boat all alone?
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Though the reasons are a bit different, they are similar, as well. I do not regret any of it.
[a pause.] It was for my sake, and Korea-san's, as well. China-san was being ignorant. I believe I knew better than he did. Ah, the Western Powers.. ... Surely I would have been swallowed by them if I had done nothing.
That mark I gave him, though I did not intend to, should only serve as a reminder for what I stand for. Since, China-san is never willing to view me as an adult.
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Right on for sticking it to The Man with no regrets. In this case, the old man, hah!
[ Never has this icon been more appropriate. ]
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I suppose so.
[Too much bromance for this world to handle]
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damn licebefore a random thought occurs to him. ]Did you know I shave? England didn't. Well, he does, but he didn't find out until a few months ago.
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[WHAT A WEIRD QUESTION. But after he thinks for a moment, he could understand why England would not realize that..]
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[ Somehow this conversation has leapt from "understanding each other" to "MINDLINK." Greece is such a troll. ]
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I cannot know your thoughts, surely! A-at least not at such a time.
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[ now doing the Psych finger thing ]
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LINEFACE] I can read the situation. The atmosphere.
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So you can predict the weather?
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STARE. ]
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[ Note that he's entirely capable of doing this. He just chooses not to. ]
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[FFFT OH AMERICA]
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[ Even if he learns, he'll only "use it" when it's convenient for him. Which. Is what he does anyway. AT THIS POINT IT'S REDUNDANT AND AMERICA IS JUST ACTING LIKE AN IDIOT. ]
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For example, if I were to say that I was a bit tired, you should take it as a hint that I am saying I would like to sleep and your presence is preventing me from doing so. That is not the case currently, but.. do you understand?
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[ answer: no ]
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My room is quite crowded, so that is not an option.
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