starspangledhero | ( video ) America: Greet the new arrival to the embassy

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( video ) America: Greet the new arrival to the embassy

[ America pops up, all smiles as usual. The camera shakes a bit as he moves up the stairs to his apartment. ]

Yeesh, usually I check in more than this, but you know how it goes: busy taking down vicious beasts, throwing birthday parties, saving the city, the usual! Ah, hold on...

[ He fumbles in his pocket for a key, opening his door... ]

So earlier I had this really good idea for-!

[ This is promptly cut off by a scream. It is the scream of someone who is now witnessing their precious pet dog(dragonwolfmonsterhellbeast) being eviscerated and eaten. Actually, here, have a quick view of the scene while America presses himself against the wall: ...why, it's only Nepeta enjoying a meal consisting of monster meat! What's so terrible about that?

Fucking everything, damn it. That blood splatter on the floor was his pet. How would you feel if someone ate your dog? Not too hot. Even if the creature eating your pet happens to be a cute little troll girl who, at the moment, looks a bit like a pet who just got caught doing something they shouldn't. The irony of this situation continues to mount. ]

PUPPY, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! OHMYGOD IT'S EATING MY DOG!

[ Cue more incoherent screaming as he grapples for his shotgun. Amidst his struggling, the communicator switches off.

If you are in Marshall, you can probably hear his screaming. ]

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P-please do your best to remain calm. I believe it is some sort of cultural difference...

[lmfao he... is moving to get ready to go comfort you... or something. surely this is the right thing to do!!!]

WHAT KIND OF CULTURE EATS DOGS?!

[ I'm going to hell for that. ]

A-ah, w-well... [gfjkldsgjdfsgkldsf

pause.]

Do you mind if I come over? Or would you rather come here?

[ Louder sniffle ]

Where's "here"?

[another pause, and a bit quietly:]

103-104.

You moved?

Perhaps we could speak about that in person.

F-fine... I'll be there in a bit. I'm still cleaning up the blood...

[oh poor America... Japan will just. Move to make some comfort food or something as he's waiting...!!]

...I understand. I apologize for your loss. I will see you shortly.

[ There will be a knock at your door some time later.

It is eerily quiet-- no, it's not, you can probably hear Karkat yelling something through the wall. But whatever. America is clearly not in the mood to deal with the Hive bunch at the moment. ]

[Japan will answer the door rather quickly. He. Definitely looks worse than the last time America saw him, not better.

But he doesn't stay facing him long! He bows, then turns to walk back towards the kitchen.]

Ah, I thought I would prepare something to drink, at least.

[ Oh wait did you expect to go far.

Because you're not.

Because America has just lunged into an embrace and is now bawling on your shoulder. ]

JAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!

[He had hoped to escape!!!

But he sort of freezes. Ummmm. Ummmmmm.

And then he sort of pats at America's back or something.]

There, there. It is terrible when such things occur, but one must accept them as part of life. [yes, trolls eating dogs. part of life right there.]

Extremely unfortunate as it was...

[ There is no escape.

He is never letting go. (Also, might be wiping his nose on Japan's shoulder. So dignified.) ]

I-I know, I know, I've... my pets've died, and people, and that's way worse, but... it's all just a shock, ya know?! You don't expect to come home and BAM! Blood and guts everywhere! Oh look, little grey girl is EATING YOUR DOG.

I believe she is the troll I have yet to meet in person.

[UMMM GROSSSSS... Japan frowns.]

I do not completely understand their ways. Ah, but I never would have thought... I apologize for that.

There's more of them?!

[ SIGH. ]

She... other than that, she seemed nice? Sh-she didn't eat Namine or anything, but still...

[ SNIFFLE. ]

I believe they mean well.

[glancing at America's face. yes look into my eyesss... actually you know Japan with a black eye just gives me this imagine of like. a black hole on his face. Don't even ask. Why was that necessary to write.

Okay anyway.]

Though they show it in strange ways... ... Is America-san feeling up to coffee?

[ JAPAN YOU HAVE A FROZEN STAR ON YOUR FACE. ]

I'm always up for coffee!

[ Finally pulling away and noticing the shiner. ]

Whoa, what happened here?

[LMFAOfgjkldsg. He's going to use it to collect troll kids.

Anyway he frowns at the question and turns to get that coffee.]

...Ah... an argument of sorts.

Argument? With who? 'Bout what?

[ Your life problems distract him from the bizarre situation America's life has become. ]

[On one hand, Japan would like to change this topic back to dead puppy. Because. That is what he should be dealing with. On the other, distraction may be good. Well. Crap.]

...I attempted to move here without notice in order to prevent tense moments with Denmark-san and the others.. But there was a confrontation. It is rather complicated...

[p-pours the coffee]

[ There's really not much to deal with beyond "a troll girl ate my dog." America just doesn't want to deal with his emotions anymore.

Plus he'll be over it in like. A couple days. ]

Sounds rough. You alright?

[ slurping his coffee ]

And I don't mean that whole "oh I'm Japanese I can handle pain" kind of thing, I mean, are you okay okay?

[take note of this. Japan is pouring himself coffee.]

. . .

Ah... for America-san to expect such a response is rather startling. [...] I am not sure.

[ America makes a vague note of it, but let's be honest. He's America. That explains it all. ]

Not sure?

[this is fine. Japan is still proud over the fact that you anticipated his lie...

anyway long silence as he sits somewhere...]

...It is.. strange to say "no" so bluntly, in this situation.

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