by Alfred F. Jones » Wed May 30, 2012 1:10 pm
America blinked curiously, watching 2P England go before he decided to follow him, tagging along next to him because he'd be bored anyways. "So, mind if we hang out for a while or something? I'm bored, so I don't know anything fun to do by myself," he told the Englishman.
Prussia became slightly calmed by her translation, but remained slightly irritated. "Well, you'd all die of boredom vithout me, because I'm awesome," he replied, getting up from his chair.
Italy walked beside Germany, linking arms with the German with a smile as cheerful as ever. "Huh... Wait, do you even have the ingredients to make pasta, Germany? Oh, wait! I forgot I gave you some earlier," he said happily.
Russia, once he and China were out in the hallway, grabbed the Chinese man by his shoulder, stopping him. "Hello, comrade," he said in a dark tone of voice.
★O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
★O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
Whose stern impassion'd stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America! God mend thine ev'ry flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
★O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more than life!
America! America! May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness,
And ev'ry gain divine!
★O Beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America! God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!