part 343 pieces of discounted Halloween candy

[aphanon_meme]

stock up while it's on sale! Anyway: I. can't. believe. it. I really can't. I mean, I do believe it. So I guess I can believe it. But STILL. I've been saying all month that we'd get doodles, if anything, but--AN EVENT. An event! <>A real event. With ghosts! And mysterious happenings! And Hong Kong being a butt! I can't wait to see what happens next!

Enjoy part 343!

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[unionjackingit]

[sigh. spirits not lifting.]

Children aren't allowed to drink it until they're older. Or they- They get ill! You'll get sick if you drink alcohol, alright? Plus it's frowned upon.

[he puts Australia down on the meme couch next to him.] Now bloody do as you're told.

[firstfleet]

[Should he get the koala over? That always helps him.]

So do adults!

[Pouts as he's put down on the sofa.]

No! Ya can't make me! One day I'll be big and then I'll make ya do what ya told!

[CROSSES ARMS and scowls. He's just being contrary for the sake of it now.]

[unionjackingit]

Not as much as children! You can't handle alcohol like us adults can. [and he can totally handle his ok, shut up Australia.] So no more for you!

When you're older you'll be a damn annoying lout! But you won't get older at all if you don't behave yourself.

[Because showing responsibility and respect for England is clearly how Australia shot up all those years ago.]

[firstfleet]

But how am I supposed to get tucker??

[C'mon England, his currency is still rum at this point, he needs it for trading at least.]

[Frowns, knows there's something wrong with that statement but can't pick out exactly what it is. Wait a second...]

What's big me like??

[Big eager expression, tell him he's fantastic and the best nation ever.]

[unionjackingit]

I'll feed you, I suppose. My cooking will fill you right up.

[Why would you want rum, Australia, when you have your guardian's amazing cooking to look forward to?

scowls, pausing just a moment to think of an answer to that.]

He's an idiot.

[that works. a handsome idiot]

[firstfleet]

[Goes deadly pale at that threat. What did he do to deserve this punishment? He hasn't even let any wild animals into the house recently! Those spiders don't count they came in by themselves]

Could ya just buy me some instead?

[Now thinking his older self must be great if he's caused that kind of scowl from England.]

[unionjackingit]

What? Wh-What do you mean by that? I was going to make some mash and sausages, heh. You'll love it, alright? It's delicious.

[picks him up again. they're going to have some delicious home made English food and Australia is going to love it, god damn it]

[firstfleet]

No!

[This is his least favourite part of England visiting. He'll eat it and it'll be vaguely traumatic.]

[Despite the trauma, still taps his shoulder to show he wants to ride on his back. Maybe he'll whine less about his cooking if he does.]

[unionjackingit]

Yes! Damn little-- brat!

[he picks Australia up over his head, and slots him onto his shoulders.

before he makes his way into the kitchen, looking in the fridge.]

Ahh, you see. We have some British sausages here, they're delicious!

[they would be delicious, perhaps. if England weren't the one cooking them.]

[firstfleet]

No!

[A decade earlier and this would be a full on temper tantrum. Instead he's just pouting and still kind of pale but also not trying to get away. Yet.]

What did those sausages ever do to ya?

[They do look delicious, it's true, but he knows what happens to them when England cooks them.]

[unionjackingit]

Would you rather starve?!

[wait, no, don't answer that.

he puts Australia down on the table gets busy frying the sausage... or rather... leaving them to fry while he peels the potatoes, grumbling more to himself than Australia.]

Stupid ungratefulness... America would've never at that age.

[huff grumble]

[firstfleet]

No.

[There you go, England's food is better than starving. Just. That's the closest he's getting to a compliment.]

[Watches England cook and swings his legs as he does. It's like watching a car crash! Or a carriage crash in his case.]

Think that's burning!

[It's not actually. It might be in relation to that last comment.]

[unionjackingit]

Well then.

[he will take that compliment. see, his cooking isn't that bad!

glances at the stove, frowning. god damn it, lad, stop worrying him like that.]

It's not burning at all. And it won't be! Now be quiet.

[time to boil the potatoes. and poke the sausages. probably not enough, as one side of those sausages really are beginning to burn.]

/flails and desperately pretends that I'm not so horribly late sorry ;3;

[firstfleet]

[Don't get too excited, he'd willingly become a French colony for some of his cooking. Not really but he'd seriously consider it.]

[Grins at seeing England fall for it. Hilarious! Apart from when the sausages actually do start burning and then it's just disappointing. Again.]

But it is now.

[Eyes those potatoes as England prepares them. He doesn't watch England cook very often, for various reasons, and it is interesting to sit and watch.]

not as sorry as me omg I missed this ;;

[unionjackingit]

[England is poking the potatoes with a fork from the stove, glaring at Australia.

they are burning still. but like in the story of the boy who cried wolf, England refuses to check this time]

I'm not falling for your tricks, Australia! Now go and get the knives and forks from the drawer, it's nearly ready.

[Poke, poke, poke. Ah, there's that smoky burning smell that's so familiar. yum.]