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Post by San Marino on Feb 2, 2013 16:25:15 GMT -5
"Liar lair pants on fire!" Accused Marino as she pointed up at the woman before her not minding if she was sounding like a brat. "You were getting jealous because I was hugging America!" She stated in her matter-of-factly tone crossing her arms now mimicing the nations before her to a tee.
Now was it was the time to get defensive as well as immature as she pointed accusingly to Czech once more.
"You did! You so did you wench! You stole my big brother France!" She pouted and looked genuinely angery...almost like a jealous Romano going against Germany because he was hanging out with Italy!
"Ever since you got your own stupid nation France has been paying more attention to you than he does me!" She stomped her foot to punctuate her point.
Though France had explained to her before that it was because Czech Republic was his childhood friend and that she needed his help with building her own nation. Yet she would not nor could not take that for an answer. So she put the blame on Czech even though it really wasn't her fault for she probably hadn't even asked him for his help to begin with.
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Post by America on Feb 2, 2013 17:20:11 GMT -5
America's forehead became wrinkled in thought. He still glared at both of the girls, finding himself at a complete loss of what to do. He wasn't good at dealing with this sort of thing. He could stop fights, but those were mostly physical fights started by one of the nations he had grown up with, making it easier to actually mess with them.
"O-Okay, just wait," he said, shaking his head. He removed his glasses and rubbed tiredly at his eyes, sighing. Czech had been a bit off, if he recalled, when she first saw them, before Marino said anything, so the young Italian could be telling the truth. Of course, Czech didn't get truly angry until Marino had goaded her, so Czech's side could be true.
It was time to use his self-proclaimed sense of justice to find out what was really going on.
"No one stole anyone," he finally said after a few seconds of silence, pushing the glasses back onto his face. He gave San Marino a pointed glance at that statement, trying so hard not to look exasperated. "France doesn't belong to anyone; he makes his own decisions. He just wanted to spend some time with Czech, okay?"
He turned to Czech next. "And you," he said. "Have no need to get jealous- if you are, that is. I mean, Marino is my friend, but so are you, Czech. Come on, you think I'd forget about you after all we've been through together?"
He stepped back again, clearing his throat. "So, there's no need to get mad at each other, alright? I'm sure France loves both of you equally, just like I love both of you equally." He grinned, clapping his hands together. "Anything else?"
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Post by Czech Republic on Feb 2, 2013 17:46:58 GMT -5
Czech was at a loss for words to say the least; was that why she was acting like a brat? Was that why she felt like proclaiming her as an enemy?
Taking a moment to look at the girl before her she couldn't help but be reminded of herself that age. Add some messy red hair and blue eyes instead of green and you'd have a smaller version of Czech Republic. Memories of her own childhood started to appear before her...when she would talk out of turn and act all tough and make enemies on the spot. Hell, she made England and France her enemies just by sight alone before she actually got to know them! And for her to do it because she missed her big brother was more than enough to melt Czech's heart and feel so much warmth and sympathy for her.
Without any such warning her two strong arms reached down and hugged Marino to tightly a large sweet smile back on her face just as it should be.
"I'm sorry your brother has been ignoring you little one...but you have to remember; though he might be a great man he has a very one tracked mind!"
At that she squeezed her tighter overcomed by the adorableness of Marino.
"I just can't be mad at you! You remind me of me when I was a little girl!" She gushed.
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Post by San Marino on Feb 2, 2013 19:47:32 GMT -5
Marino's heart ached at America's words looking once more ready to cry over it and even more so when America said that he loved her. Of course in a way two friends can love each other...not the kind of love where they were lovers but more so like brother and sister. Her green gaze turned onto Czech now not so sure what to say to her feeling rather awkward and rather silly now. She figured the best that she could do was a heartfelt apology yet was never able to say it outloud when the woman suddenly grabbed her up in her arms.
A scream threatened to escape her mouth thinking that the woman meant her harm by this but it, like her apology never left her lips when she felt a pair of dainty fingers trace along her dark hair.
"I'm sorry your brother is ignoring you little one..." She listened knowing these words were very much sincere as she felt the older nation squeeze her even tighter allowing her to hear her spine give a crack.
"I can't stay mad at you! You remind me of me when I was little!" It was then the feelings of surprise were replaced by awkwardness and pride as she started to push off of Czech using her hands to attempt to pry the arms from her.
"I'm not a child you witch! Put me down dammit!" She cursed her feet that were dangling from the floor starting to feebly kick. She did not like others calling her a child and she was demonstrating this right then and there by throwing a hissy fit. Though deep down she was smiling glad to see that this exceedingly powerful nation wasn't anger with her.
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Post by America on Feb 2, 2013 20:46:55 GMT -5
He figured everything would have been alright when Czech reached out to hug San Marino. He wanted his two friends to get along, and it was sweet watching Czech fond over one of the younger countries (micronations?) in the warehouse. Of course, he still had that thought that every man probably had once in his life; I'll never understand women.
He had been about to say something in response to Czech's cooing when San Marino suddenly threw another fit, her feet kicking at (supposedly) Czech. Since he was the hero, after all, he found it in his (and their) best interest to remove Marino from the elder country's arms. He knew San Marino wasn't going to cause any harm, but it would be best to take action before they got into yet another fight.
"Hey, stop that!" he protested, pulling her away in one quick stroke. To make sure Marino didn't move from his side, he placed a hand on top of her head, ceasing all of her movements. "Maybe child was the wrong term," he mentioned to Czech with an apologetic smile before turning back to Marino. Honestly, though, he felt like he was having to treat her childishly, so it was actually a pretty accurate term. "Why can't you just get along with her?" he asked, shaking his head (though the amused gaze contradicted his very words). "Come on, she said she's sorry!"
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Post by San Marino on Feb 22, 2013 18:19:15 GMT -5
In one quick sweep Marino was saved from the arms of the cuddling nation who treated her like a child. Well she was a child but that was besides the point...she deserved to be treated as an older individiual. America placed a hand on her head keeping her in place which she figured was to ensure she didn't have another go at that bigger nation.
"Maybe child was the wrong term." America said.
"Damn straight!" Marino added with a nod.
Her green eyes now met with the America's big blue ones.
"Why can't you just get along with her? Come on, she said she's sorry!"
Pouting and crossing her arms tightly against her chest looking very much stubborn like she wouldn't let up.
"Fine then...I'll tolerate her!" She grumbled though her tone seemed to suggest a bit of warmth and playfulness as well. Marino then proceeded to fling her arms around America's waist.
"Just so long as you don't get any bright ideas about America!" It was then she stuck her tongue out at her, blew a razberry and continued to hug onto America like a clingy child.
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Post by Czech Republic on Feb 22, 2013 18:51:10 GMT -5
Pausing at the child's kicking she was about to place Marino down only to find that America beat her to the punch. Listening to America's words she nodded in agreement about the child bit knowing how much she hated to be called a child when she was in fact a child.
A large smile touched her face at Marino's reaction giggling like mad already loving how hotheaded this little girl was. Grinning brightly her eyes looked down at Marino as the child's arms wrapped rather possesively around him once more.
"Just so long as you don't get any bright ideas about America!"
Czech paused looking very much confused by these words trying to process what exactly she meant by 'bright ideas'...Suddenly it clicked and her face turned red from embaressment. "Oh you mean..." She started to laugh once more and shook her head while giving an embaressed smile.
"You have no reason to worry over that little one...America is just my friend and that is it...besides...there's no way he'd want an old lady like me!" She said giggling like mad trying her best not to look as embaressed by the idea of her and America together like that. Really children came up with the most outlandish ideas!
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Post by America on Feb 22, 2013 19:18:47 GMT -5
America supposed "tolerating" Czech would be just fine. To be honest, he had been pretty certain these two girls would start a cat fight. He really wasn't in the mood to have to choose between either one of them if they asked, either, so he was just thankful they weren't exactly arguing much anymore. "Right, right, Marino," he said, giving a short chuckle. "Geez, you don't make friends easily, do ya?" He supposed it was part of her charm, though. Probably something she gained from Southern Italy.
He didn't understand the whole bright ideas part until Czech started giggling, and after narrowing his eyes at the elder woman, he finally realized what it was exactly that San Marino meant. "Bright...bright ideas?" he asked, also laughing.
Oh, god, did people honestly think he was going to get with another nation? Czech, at that. Sure, he liked the girl and was pleased to call her a friend, but he would never even imagine going beyond the general line of friendship. That would be like dating a sister, and he didn't do that. Besides, he was taken and proud of that fact.
"Nah, she won't! Czech and I, we're just friends!" He ruffled Marino's hair, trying not to look embarrassed. "Besides, I'm not even single! I'm happy with who I'm with, and she'll find someone soon, right, Czech?"
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Post by Czech Republic on Feb 22, 2013 20:11:03 GMT -5
Czech gave a sigh of relief when America supported her statement glad to be out of that indeed. She did like America but not in the sense that Marino was speaking of. She had other nations that she was interested in being with.
"America is very much right San Marino...America is...much too young for me!" She grinned at America reaching over to ruffle the Italian's dark hair as well. Grinning at the mention of being taken Czech flashed a quick wink to America. "Yes, he is very much happy with England! Who is even older than I am!" She laughed once more shaking her head. Loving England to death much like a little sister did to a big brother and enjoyed seeing the usually grumpy man look so happy with someone he loved very much.
A pause was given at America's next statement then to his question. She blushed again. "Well um...I don't know to be honest...I mean I'm already so old and have little to no courage to even attempt to do something as bold as that..." She trailed off having been asked this question before and as always never had a legitamite answer to give. Instead she shrugged it off.
"It's alright if I don't...I don't mind having to live alone as far as relationships go!" Her face was very much bright at this knowing that she could be very content with just her family and friends. "Though...I have always wanted children...that I cannot deny...but I musn't dwell on what I can't have!" Her eyes turned onto Marino as she flashed a warm smile. "So I'll just have to be content with giving my affections to the little nations!"
To demonstrate she reached a hand towards Marino. "Now that, that's out of the way how about America and I show you around!"
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Post by San Marino on Feb 22, 2013 22:19:49 GMT -5
Marino's eyes narrowed onto Czech, studying the woman in silence but suddenly was put to ease when America vouched for her. She didn't know America to be a lier and thus trusted him.
"Hmm...Alright then...If you say so. I've just heard...rumors about your behavior towards men..."
She was of course speaking of the age old Czech sterotype that they were all promiscous and very easy going. That was not the case unless of course a Czech was somehow caught drunk which seemed impossible seeing how they could drink beer like it was water.
After hearing of England her eyes widened, pulling back from her hugging to look at America with shock. "You're with Bushy Brows?!" She stared up at him looking simple astonished by this news. "When the hell did that happen!?" When America asked Czech about relationships she turned her eyes onto her knowing full well that she was going to say that she was going to try and be with her brother, Romano. Well she most certainly had an thing or two to say about that!
However the answer she found was very shocking to her which forced her mouth shut. The woman thought she was going to be alone without a special someone? Well if that wasn't moody she didn't know what was! Then when she mentioned the lack of children of her own, she kept her shocked expression all through until Czech offered a hand to her offering to show her around.
Looking to her, then to America then back to Czech she preserved as much pride as she could when she took hold of her hand keeping her head down.
"Fine. Lead the way."
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Post by America on Feb 22, 2013 22:49:11 GMT -5
"Rumors?" America cut in. "What rumors?" He wondered if it had to do with Czech's people, or if it was actually something with Czech herself. America had only recently become friends with the nation, and he didn't make it a point to delve deep into her past. He knew she wanted privacy, as did they all, and he respected that. Still, he couldn't help but show a little interest toward the subject. He had always liked gossip.
Of course, Marino was talking rather fast, and America could hardly blink before she brought up his relationship with England. "Yeah, we're together. Since...eh, what, a few months ago?" He glanced at Czech for confirmation. "Sometime during the winter. Crazy shit happened, lemme tell you that." He laughed, shaking his head. He didn't know why she was so surprised; she hadn't much time to catch up with them.
When Marino grabbed Czech's hand, America took a position beside her, then smiled across her head at Czech. "You will find a guy. Like you said, England's a grumpy, old man, and even he managed to catch a dashing date." His smile faltered. "Maybe not children, but...you know why." He shrugged. "But, hey, let's focus on showing her around."
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Post by San Marino on Feb 23, 2013 10:36:24 GMT -5
"Oh well I heard Denmark say that Czech Republic is very easy going with men and will do anything to get in bed with them!" Without even thinking, Marino said this outloud having heard it once or twice when the Nordic nation would gossip about who did what and all that. At that she paused looking up at America with childlike curiosity.
"What does 'get into bed' mean?" She asked very innocently not having much knowledge in that area dispite having asked France of such thing. Most figured that it was his intentions to keep her as an innocent little girl than anything else.
When America began to speak of England she wrinkled her nose in distain not at all pleased by this news. She was not a fan of England mostly it was because of France's infulences but also found him annoying in her own rites. However after seeing the light in America's eyes she knew that he was happy and who was she to speak against someone else's happiness?
Marino wanted to agree with America, to say that Czech would find a man (or perhaps woman) to be with but decided against it...not wanting to show that she was warming up against the woman too much. At the mention of children she looked them very curiously never having been given 'the talk'.
"Why can't she have children?"
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Post by Czech Republic on Feb 23, 2013 11:30:23 GMT -5
The muscles in Czech's shoulders tensed up at the mention of Denmark's rumor...her teeth gritted tightly into a snarl. "I'LL KILL HIM!" Rage filled her voice as did her eyes as they glared off at the wall. She gazed up towards America and forced a small smile. "Denmark loves to think that I am a overly promiscious woman all because I've had some...wild nights with him when he offers to buy me a drink."
She was of course speaking of when she'd run into him at random bars and challenge her to a drinking contest. Being proud of her record Czech could never refuse. What happened once the alcolhol settled in? For Czech any guess was good with her seeing how it usually ended in some of the biggest hangovers and even once, embaressingly a one night stand. Her face blushed at the thought her eyes betraying of why as she shook her head muttering to herself how she was going to kill that bastard for even daring to mention such incidents with anyone else. "He was suppose to keep that between us."
She managed to calm herself down when she saw the look on the child's face at the mention of England shaking her head while rolling her eyes. "I was like that too little one...when I first met England I use to pretend to not like him too! But after a while I warmed up to him!" She flashed a quick wink to Marino.
The smile suddenly dropped at the mention of children once more...she swallowed a hard lump in her throat a rather melancholy look in her usually cheerful face. This was a subject she chose not to talk about having been confronted with simular questions as well as motive as to why she wanted such. As usual she was very silent while trying her best to smile as she turned to look down at Marino.
"Well I um..." She looked up America her looks gesturing for help in this not sure how to explain it to a child.
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Post by America on Feb 23, 2013 14:21:43 GMT -5
It was obvious that America was shocked by Marino's words, what with the way his blue eyes widened as he stared over at Czech. He was pretty certain it wasn't true, since Czech was a modest woman, but, then again, he didn't exactly know what went on in those European countries. But then Czech proved it true, if only a little (wild nights? America grimaced at the implications that phrase held), and America was proven wrong once again. He couldn't say he wasn't surprised, but he kept everything to himself, choosing instead to clear his throat and try to forget the mental images that had entered his mind.
"Well," he muttered. "Sounds like some exciting nights out drinking, Czech." He sent her a wink to let her understand that he was only teasing.
He turned his attention back to Marino, sighing. So, despite the fact that she had overly flirtatious brothers, she never had "the talk," did she? America certainly wasn't going to give it to her, but he supposed he could at least try and answer her question. "Getting in bed means, um, going to your bed and...just playing around. Nothing too important."
He noticed Czech's helpless looks, and gave her one of his own, completely unprepared for this situation. "Nations can't have children," he finally blurted out. "We can't reproduce because we're not humans. Think about, um...think about the zombies. Like, they're not human, so they can't have children. Same concept here."
If that explained things for her, he'd feel more than pleased.
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