(( Heh, we're like practially forced to remember it, it's everywhere! You got to a store, oh I'm going to eat some crackers... Oh wait... Frenchside... MUST READ! ---> I knew I was just making a joke ;3 I am not very good at internet humour, real life humour... Sure I can do that! Also, would It not be Ironic after Gil said to just throw some pruhun at him? As a hungary cosplayer, I avoid real-life pruhun like the plauge, but I like it else wise, how about you?))
Spain sighed, and lightly held the others hand as he lessened his own shaking, "S-Sorry about that Lovi. I-I didn't mean to scare you... Y-You should know I don't mean any harm... I-I don't want to scare you away from me, think I'm a monster..." He murmured with a sigh as he lowered his axe as he glanced back, "I'm still the same Spain... I-I just, n-need to protect you." He murmured with a sigh as he gently started to walk, "If I scared you, I'm sorry." He said as he glanced from left to right making sure nothing would pop out to scare them,he stopped for a second to catch his breath. The zombies had left him breathless, considering the effort it took to take down one of them.
Canada smiled and made his way into the kitchen to see what they could make without using up too many supplies.
America grinned and followed his brother with a grin.
Sealand smiled, "I don't think I can cook that well... But I can try~" He said with a smile as he followed the other two towards the kitchen.
Arthur sighed, "I don't think I want to... Anything they can make will taste better then my food... Hmpf... I suppose I should..." He muttered with a nod as he stood up and glanced at the Frenchman before slowly following behind sheepishly.