by Eevee Queen » Sun Nov 18, 2012 5:22 am
France took out a rose from his pocket and sniffed it. "Ah, still smells like my home- and cooking." He stood up, swayed, and walked over to a chair, humming a tune. As they were fussing over Prussia, and Edinburgh laughed, he also sang some of it. Parappapara Paripappari Paripaparedo, Parappapara Paripappari Paripaparareru. Tourists who spill wine, Oops, watch your feet. Paris is indeed splendid." His head swayed as he thought of his monuments.
London was thinking of what the other nations were doing as she followed England to the front of the restraunt. "England, what shall we do after our tea?"