[video] in which America will prove that he's right and YOU ARE WRONG

[starspangledhero]

[ Something is amiss in Hetalialand. If you thought Italy!Japan was odd, you're in for something else tonight. Instead of America's usual bomber jacket/hippie clothes/nudity, he's actually cleaned himself up. The horrendous bowl cut is slicked back to be less... awful, he's clean-shaven, and he's managed to patch together a semi-respectable navy blue suit. (Kinda like the icon but way more dusty/moth-eaten/DAMN IT DISCEDO RUINS EVERYTHING AND HE'S TRYING.) Also, red bow tie. Of course. There is nothing to be done about the cowlick. Oh, and the bandages are gone yay! All that's left is a bruise around his left eye.

America had currently set the communicator aside to finish fixing his hair in the mirror. Even his apartment is cleaned up what the hell have you done to him, Japan. ]

Japan's love life aside, there's still a lot of other work to be done to Discedo. Things to be mended, repaired, restored, removed, explored. And I hope you know all know that I fully intend to do all that. As much as is possible for a world power, anyway, though I have to say that's a lot to look forward to!

[ He finishes combing his hair and, to the side of the screen, effortless hoists a washing machine onto his shoulder and moves it off-screen. Walking back over: ]

Doctor Whoever You Are, whenever you're free, I'd very much appreciate any help with this. I can move them all to the basement no problem, but I'm afraid I'm a bit lost when it comes to piping and repairs. Still, I'll do all I can!

In the mean time... I've decided to take everyone's advice and give myself a night off. I've already worked myself to death once; it wouldn't do anyone a favor to repeat that. Not when there's so much left to do!

Anyone is welcome to join me for a drink, or just to hang out-- er, socialize. Whatever. Point is, company's welcome. Otherwise I guess I'll... go fight my way through the library and hope they have one of my writers. Or something sci-fi!

[ America grins, winks at the camera, and bows slightly before moving to shut it off. Blame Japan. BLAME THE COMMUNISTS TOO IF YOU'D LIKE. ]

Comments

[starspangledhero]

It's still a risky business when it concerns Russia. You're sure. [ SURE WHENEVER YOU'RE UP FOR IT ♥ ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

I'm quite certain.

[starspangledhero]

[ THIS FACE. ]

In that case, welcome to Team America, Miles Edgeworth.

[ The line is made even more epic because he says it in the same cool, refined fashion as Charles Xavier would say "Welcome to the X-men." ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

...

Do I get some sort of badge?

[starspangledhero]

Want one? [ he's serious. ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

... I already have a badge, but thanks.

[starspangledhero]

Ohhh, shiny. [ He leans in to get a closer look, eyes flickering briefly up to Edgeworth's face to make sure his comment isn't too unrefined. ]

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

Badges are meant to be shiny.

[starspangledhero]

[ BEST CONVERSATION EVER. America is a bit at a loss because he doesn't have anything to sip himself. ]

Well... yours is very nice. I like the stone in the center.

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

... Thank you.

As I'm certain this is putting a considerable strain on you, I should be going. You'll no doubt want to jump into the nearest mud puddle once this charade is over.

[starspangledhero]

Ahaha... honestly, it is taxing, but I can handle it in small doses. It was even enjoyable sometimes back in the 19th century! Especially when it came to the ladies and the industrialists. It's only when it starts approaching decades of this that I start to wear down.

[ He grins placidly. Totally not in a creepy way like Russia though. ]

I think I had enough of that at Woodstock.

[verily-ergo.livejournal.com]

... You seemed to enjoy it enough on the 4th.

[starspangledhero]

[ SO HE CAN ENJOY IT A SECOND TIME, YEAH? ...sob ]

I'm more inclined towards explosions than mud on my birthday.