((*throws it back* YAY >:3 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPnv3Eb ... mQ&index=1 Hetalia the beautiful world... <3 That is the longest Canada post I've ever done O.o, woah.I just wrote like, half a school paper *If that was a school paper I would have failed along time ago...*Edit:March 3/13 Ever browsed the Walking dead wiki? http://walkingdead.wikia.com/wiki/Matthew_Williams heh))
((mmm 'kay mon cher next post. Maybe because you are bad at starting, I'll post a little for Italy and you can do Lovi and Germany/Prussi :3))
Italy yawned, and looked down at the bored game, his eyes half closed and he himself dozing off as he lightly, rested his head on the taller blonde Germans shoulder. The Prussian had won, the German coming in second and the Italian coming in last. The Italian didn't really mind, he was just too tired to care, really. Slowly he wrapped his arms around the other, "Ve... " He whispered quietly, "G-Germany... C-Can, I-I go to sleep? I-I'm really, t-tired." He muttered with a slight smile as he looked up and nuzzled his head into the crook of the others neck letting out a small happy sigh. He closed his eyes slowly and stopped nuzzling to the other to lightly lean his head into the others soft blonde hair he yawned and clapsed his fingers together in a tight grip around the man, not wanting to let go of the man, and honestly, he didn't mind falling asleeped curled up to the German right there.
Canada looked at the other as he gently pressed his head against the others neck, "Of course I know how you feel, you don't have to be a genius to know that..." He murmured with a smile, "Thank you... Thats very nice to know." He muttered with a small sigh as he lightly nuzzled the others neck,"I'll try not to randomly blurt it out... But if we're alone o-or one of us is in danger... I-I'll have to." He whispered quietly, " I will, I'll work out everything... Atleast I'll try to and then..." He murmured quietly, "Maybe then I'll give up to you." He whispered quietly into the others ear, " I will..." He murmured quietly resting his head back down. Making sure to stick close to the other, blushing as he listened to Englishman and lightly buried his face, he lightly looked over at Britian, the blush on his face fading slightly, "Thank you." He murmured as he buried it again in the others shoulder. The Canadian looked up, "Hey Francis?" He murmured quietly, " You know about my leg, I will be fine, but, if by the time we have to leave... I will go with you guys, o-or... I'll stay here. But Francis, I can't bare to see you sacrifice anything for me b-because I do care... Even if I won't say how I feel, you should know I really care about you alot more then anyone else." He muttered with a light smile, a small blush on his cheeks, "Je peux vivre par moi-même Francis, peu importe ce que, si vous deviez quitter. Je survivrais et que je trouverais que vous les gars... Mais je ne peux pas supporter de voir que vous avez à rester ici avec moi et personne d'autre. Si nous avons à faire, soit je viens avec vous les gars, si vous voulez... Ou je reste ici par moi-même. Je ne supporte pas de te voir mal Francis, ou contrarié ou quoi que ce soit." He murmured quietly with a nod managing the most sweet French he could, " Why do you think when I was little, maybe you don't remember too well, but after I was given to Arthur I blamed myself for everything. Every war, every fight, every tear you ever shed. I kept it in, fearing that i-if I ever were to say anything to Arthurs face, I'd be traded off, left to survive on my own. He wasn't a bad guy... I mean, had he never have been there... I-I'd be dead, I wouldn't be a country. I was just scared and I use to have a diary, everyday, I'd recount whatever had happened and then at the bottom. It started off not very happy but, not horrible... Things like; pull yourself together, or try harder. I remember as it got worse, as I got older and understood everything, it turned into; Why are you so stupid?, Its all my fault, I did everything wrong, I'm useless, I shouldn't exist, I'm the problem..." He sighed, "I've always carried it with me Francis, the thought that I'm a burden, and if anything happened to you, I feel I'd fall back into that state of mind." He said with a small sigh as he looked and smiled slightly, even after what he had just talked about, "But you don't think that do you? That I'm a useless stupid burden... That I shouldn't exist?" He asked quietly with a smile, "And knowing that even, two, three people care about me, make waking up every morning. To your or Arthur or Al's phone calls, or even waking up next to someone, make me happy. I don't want to turn into that kid again, and I know you want to protect me." He murmured quietly with a smile, "But I care, and I-I want to protect you to." He murmured.
((I can live by myself Francis, not matter what, if you had to leave. I would survive and I'd find you guys... But I can't stand to see you have to stay here with me and no one else. If we have to go, either I'm coming with you guys, whether or not you want to... Or I stay here by myself. I can't stand to see you hurt Francis, or upset or anything.))
England looked over and nodded, "I do inist... It isn't like a gentleman to force another away from who they care about... And you be sure of it... Because we loose alot of time with the people we care about here..." He muttered with a small nod, " So be sure to make use of it... No matter what." He murmured before looking over at America and Sealand, he let out a small sigh closing his eyes and shook his head, "Alfred, can I talk to you for a moment?" He asked quietly as he closed his eyes and looked away from the man with a small huff.
Sealand gently leaned against the American, he glanced around and huffed, quietly snuggling up to the other, he wasn't afraid, not in the safety of the Frenchmans house. Maybe it had been what he had seen, people killing others but he just needed someone to snuggle up to just so he could feel safe, he sighed and closed his eyes gently leaning his head on the Americans arm. He had always felt like he was made of steel, but now he had no place to pretend he was big or strong, just to lightly cuddle up to someone and hope, that when he opened his eyes it would be over... But he wasn't stupid but he just hoping for somthing better.