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Even then Iran had half expected Russia to pull the scarf tight around her neck and choke her to death. She watched the two go, more frustrated than ever. "Alright, go be the jerk you see yourself to be!" She yelled after them. "What should I care?..." She asked herself in a soft whisper. She pointed off in the direction they had left, "did you see that? He just left with someone I have never seen before and he's calling Us the back stabbing rouges..."
Prussia smirked "vhat a drama queen, am I right, vest?" He said, talking about both Russia and Iran.
(Wow Russia, you have a neck?)
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*pops your balloon*
THIS IS A NO FLY ZONE! I'M GONNA HAVE TO ASK TO blow out the balloons on this cake.
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Prussia was looking at the knife with a sheepish expression, speechless for once.
"Or he is having a mild concussion..." Iran said under her breath. She bit her bottom lip. "What are we suppose to do about it then? If he is under the influence of these...whatever you call them, then he could declare war on us! Who knows what they might twist him into doing." With every word she clenched the end of his scarf tighter between her fingers.
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Hmm, for now shall we bump?
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"We have to stop it!" Iran said, though when it came to how she drew a total blank. "Um, any idea how we go about that, Germany?" She asked.
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Now, learning that there there were evil twins of the nations didn't come as much of a shock to Iran, I mean...have you read Iranian folk lore? But thinking that she herself had an evil twin gave her shivers. "Fine , fine...whatever it takes." She said, trying to act like it's no big deal. "where do we find them then?"
(Have you seen a 2p! version of Prussia? 'cause I don't think I have...)
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(Ah, okay.)
"Of course...It makes sense." she said, turning toward the door in a very unenthusiastic manner. "My house it is then."
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(Time skip to Iran's house? XD)
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(Oh my gosh dat face.....XDXDXD)
Iran took a step back, then looked to the German. "You better be paying for that..." she said, glaring at him. "Vell, that seemed easy enough. Do we just step in now?" Prussia asked, approaching the door.
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YOU MONSTER!
YOU SLAPPED IT DOWN AND USED GRAVITY AS AN ALLY SINCE IT WAS NO LONGER BEING HELD UP BY MY HANDS IT PLUMMETED TO THE EARTH WHERE IT SMASHED TO PIECES BECAUSE THE CAKE'S STRUCTURE WAS NOT MEANT FOR SUCH A FALL SO IT'S MOLECULES SEPARATED AS IT COLLIDED WITH THE GROUND WHO'S MOLECULES WERE MUCH STRONGER AND COULD TAKE A MUCH GREATER HIT AND I LOOKED UP AT YOU AND REPLAYED THIS WHOLE SCENE IN SLOW MOTION SO WE COULD SEE THE TINY PIECES OF CAKE BEING RIPPED APART AND THEY WILL NEVER SEE THEIR FAMILIES AGAIN AND BIRDS WILL TAKE THEM AND FEED THEM TO THEIR CHILDREN AND THEIR CHILDREN'S CHILDREN WILL WONDER WHY SOMEONE JUST LEFT A CAKE AROUND ON THE FLOOR.
you asked.
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You could tell that Iran had pushed Prussia through as he came stumbling into the darker living room. Iran followed with a crinkled up nose, expecting the worst. "Ow! That hurt!" Prussia exclaimed. "Who's there?" Someone asked melodically. The voice echoing across the room. Someone peeked out from behind the couch in the middle of the room.
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The voice giggled, "Maybe I know what you're talking about, and maybe I don't....Depends who wants to know...and why." 2p Iran jumped up on the couch. She was an all smiles version of Iran.
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Iran put her hands up and nodded in total agreement. "Oh, okay! Like a game!" 2p Iran said, running up till she was close to Germany, looking up at him closely. "I do like games." She whispered with another giggle. "Me first, me first." She thought for a moment. "Okay, first...Why are you looking for Luciano?"
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"Aww, he took your friend? That's so sad!" 2p Iran said, her smile instantly turning into a frown and she sniffed like she was about to cry. "Well, not right now...It's not like I stalk him all the time. But I think I can find out where he is." She said, almost sobbing. "My turn again!" She said, cheering up again. "What are the color of your socks?" She asked, seemingly loosing focus.
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"I can try." 2p Iran said, "Ooh, it will be like a treasure hunt...only we're hunting for people!" She squealed. Iran looked like she was about to gag. "Let's go then! Let's go! You need to come too!" She said, running to the door.
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Iran and Prussia were quick to follow. 2p Iran skipped along speedily but playfully. "I bet they're at the bar." She said chanted, even though she was mostly guessing. "Here we are!" She said as they arrived.
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"Does this mean I won the game?" 2p Iran asked, though she didn't wait for an answer. "Hey, Luciano!" she called, walking past the stunned Germany. "It's me! Roxy!" She called, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Who's your new friend?"
"Vest! Vhat is wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost!" Prussia asked, to worried about his brother to notice what Russia was drinking.
Iran stayed hidden behind Germany, like she was waiting for him to move forward.
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I'm sorry, I don't understand your rejecting sentence.
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*puts vote in box*
Now let's count!
*pulls vote out of box*
You won! Congratz.
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"It's so very nice to meet you!" Roxy said with a wide smile. She turned to Luciano, "Well, it's not like you said not to come..." She said, shaking her head.
Iran swallowed hard, stepping out from behind Germany. These 2ps freaked her out.