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Post by America on Jan 29, 2013 19:35:56 GMT -5
They had been walking in silence for a little bit (something that America actually enjoyed, what with how crazy things had already been in just the past hour) when Czech suddenly latched onto his arm and thanked him. America wasn't exactly too modest of a man, but even he recognized it when he didn't deserve thanks; this was one of those moments.
"Hey, don't thank me!" he said. "I mean, I was the one that got you hurt and brought out your evil alter-ego and then burned the zombies and kinda ruined the mood." He laughed. "If anything, I just made your birthday worse."
The warehouse came into view and America nodded towards it. "Now, you should go to bed or, um, do whatever it is you want to do on your birthday. If you have any duties or chores, I'll do 'em for today." He smiled brightly down at her. "You ought to relax!"
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