And Then They All Fall Down *A Dark Hetaila RP* (Accepting)

[Psychotic Addictions]

Salvador smiled. "Um. What does a hamburger taste like?"

[HajiBaby]

"Alright." Germany nodded, then waved goodbye as Netherlands departed. "Farevell mein friend!"

(Lol yes! I must go look up pairings X3)


Michigan continued to cook quiely, poking the meat with a fork and flipping it to make sure it was evenly heated.

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

Netherlands waved and started heading back to his house, the bright sun still shining above. He smiled and wrapped his scarf around his neck and trekked on.

[Thief of Pies]

"You've had beef right?" America said. "It's all just ground up beef on a bun."

[Psychotic Addictions]

Salvadir smiled. "I just usually eat carne asada." She said as she shrugged.

[HajiBaby]

Only when Netherlnds was fully out of sight did Germany go back inside his house and shut the door. With his brush with Sweden over, he could spend time recovering. His bandage itched terribly, but he rubbed it and the annoying tick went away for the most part.


(Michigan: SHAME. You dont know what a burger is?! You arent human!!!)

[Thief of Pies]

"Mm, that's good too." America said.

((I don't care what anyone says, this IS America's theme song. Well, one of them.))

[Psychotic Addictions]

((((Dddddddduuuuuuddddddeeeeee!!!))))
"I could cook you some if you want." She offered.

[Thief of Pies]

"That would be awesome dude!" America said with a big grin.

[JaclyntheAristocrat]

{ Netherlands: I ran out of Windex! Noooo! *blows up world* }

Netherlands opened the door to his house and yawned with a stretch. He sat on the couch and read the letter that Luxembourg left him. He huffed and sighed as he leaned back, happy to have finally relaxed.