aphanon_meme | part 349 heart shaped chocolates

part 349 heart shaped chocolates

Hi meme! Happy Valentine's day! I hope you have a sweet one. (Get it? Sweet? Because... chocolates and candies. Yeahhh.) Sadly, I don't think a candle in the window for Himaruya has led him home--yet. It's all very romantically tragic. Or tragically romantic. I don't know.

Enjoy part 349!

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Oh.

[Realizes all at once you're from the past.]

[Poor dear.]

I do so apologize. I did not realize you're from the past. I suppose that was a grand time for you. Ah! But alas, it didn't last very long, now did it? No sense living in the past when it's no longer here with us, yes? I know it's fun to prod at other nation's nonexistent flaws to forget - if for a little while - that, well, you're not on any map I know of today, are you?

[Shoulder pats. And lol yeah you get riled. Your boss is chill back then, and France knows what's up.]

Ah, Ah. If you're old man France, the hell happened?! All that wine dulled your wits or something?! The France the Great. Undefeated. Invincible. me knows has a sharper tongue and quicker lips!! He's not some blathering drunkard spouting off some make believe, irrelevant bullshit to piss me off!!

[Poor dear, you're touching him. Gonna. Grab that hand on his shoulder and pinch you savagely until your simple little brain understands you are not to touch him when he is annoyed]

[QUICKLY pulls his hand back. Ow. Rude. But....FOR NOW...not gonna let your childish antics get to him...though he'll get you for it later]

Non, non! Just a few wars dulled my, ah, sense of youth, I suppose you'd say.

Those years don't work out too well for you, by the way. Though I suppose it's a mark of my character to have survived all this;

[DO YOU JUST WALTZ AROUND WIHT THESE PICTURES IN YOUR POCKETS]

[snatches them]

[uncomprehending. This is not how warfare looks to him. But he's unsettled a little, bothered.]

...Showing off your shitty ink drawings again?? [wipes his mouth with them because fuck you. Give it up, France, he's not going to listen to any future mumbo jumbo, he just thinks you're trying to upset him]

[HE IS NATION, he can do magical things.]

They're photographs -- oh, do you not know what a photo is yet? I would've thought, knowing how nosey you are, you would've found out by now. Your future self enjoys taking lots of them...even if they are of himself.

[Rude. But just rolls his eyes so hard they hurt. You're gross.]

You don't have to believe me, really. I'm just being friendly by warning you.

I KNOW WHAT A "FOH-TOH" IS!! [DOES NOT KNOW. That is a bit before his time. CRUMPLES THEM UP IN HIS HANDS INTO LITTLE BALLS and tosses them at your mouth as you speak]

"Friendly", hah? Regardless of Fritz thinks, I can do without your brand of friendly, old man! Here's some "Friendly" advice from yours truly, fuck off before I decide to give you a proper haircut!

[Good thing those are copies. You would never be trusted around artifacts. Ever.]

Fine, fine! [Pats the air, gosh gosh.] Just don't come crying to me when history chews you up and spits you out! My brand of 'friendliness' might not be available then!

[Huff huff.]

[SHAKES HIS HEAD]

[UNBUTTONS HIS PANTS WHILE YOU ARE YABBERING]

[RELIEVES HIMSELF AT YOUR FEET BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT UNDERSTANDING THE CUE TO SHUT UP AND THIS IS WHAT HE THINKS ABOUT YOUR FRIENDSHIP AND YOUR THOUGHTS ON HIS HISTORY]

[he is wild ~~and i would say I'm sorry but~~]

[Ok that's it.]

[TACKLES.]

[ATTEMPTS TO STRANGLE. YOU'RE DEAD. CURSING IN FRENCH AND GERMAN GTFO]

[SCREAMS BLOODY MURDER]

[CURSES YOU BACK IN FUCKING ABSOLUTELY FLUENT FRENCH, NOT A HINT OF THAT GERMAN HEAVY ACCENT HE PUTS ON THESE DAYS. BEING STRANGLED!!! HE DIDN'T EXPECT YOU TO ATTACK HIM LIKE THIS HE WAS EXPECTING LIKE AN ARISTOCRATIC BACKHAND BUT NOT STRANGLING. HOW FAR YOU HAVE SUNK, FRANCE.

GARGLY SHRIEKING. SLAPPING AND PUNCHING AT YOU WITH ONE HAND BUT HE IS PREOCCUPIED TOO WITH TUCKING HIMSELF AWAY AND THIS IS NOT AN IDEAL POSITION]

LEEGGGGGOO!!

[GOD YOU'RE SUCH A GODDAMN GIRL.]

[AND YOU CALL FRANCE A WOMAN. GOSH.]

[NOPENOPENOPE ROLLS, PUNCH, HAND STILL ON YOUR NECK.]

YOU ARE A DISGUSTING, NO GOOD, WORTHLESS NATION!

[HITHITHIT CURSE CURSE CURSE. YOUR MOTHER WAS A WHORE AND YOUR FATHER WAS A BASTARD SON AND LSKJEKLSEJKSTHLSES YOU SUCK TOO MUCH WHY WERE WE EVER FRIENDS.]

[SOMEHOW BEING ON THE MEME SEEMS TO HAVE HIM MORE BRUISED AND BLOODY THAN HE USUALLY IS]

[SEES STARS AND HIS TEETH ARE RINGING AND HE'S SURE SOME OF HIS WOUNDS HAVE REOPENED AND HIS FACE IS NUMB AND HIS NOSE IS BLEEDING BUT THAT ONLY GIVES HIM MORE REASON TO AMPH UP THE AGGRESSION]

[YEAH OKAY, MAYBE NOT, HE CAN'T BREATHE AT ALL. ABANDONS ALL HOPE TO PRESERVE HIS DIGNITY, ONE ARM ON THAT HAND ON HIS THROAT, THE OTHER CLAWING AND TANGLING AND YANKING INTO YOUR HAIR WITH ALL HIS STRENGTH WHILE TRYING TO DESPERATELY KNEE YOU. YOU HAVE HIM PINNED, YO HAVE WEIGHT ON HIM, YOU ARE OLDER THAN HIM.

DON'T KILL HIM.]

[OW.]

[HIS HAIR. HOW COULD YOU.]

[Just SHRIEKS, and backs off when he sees you turning purple.]

[Quick to shuck his urine covered shoes off and ugh ugh the socks too, this is gross.]

You're an animal! Go back to where you can from, and do us all a favor!

[THERE IS SO MCH YOU DON'T NEED ALL OF IT]

[Jst gonna lay there and pant and breathe for a moment before he sits up, dangling a good chunck of blonde hair in his hand so you can notice before tossing it into his puddle there]

Tch. [FINALLY Tucking away his manhood, jesus christ, before he snorts and wipe away the blood and sweat from his face gingerly]

Takes an animal to know a fuckin' animal! I was here first so how about you fuck off back down the shithole you crawled out of?!! [TALKING HURTS. BEING ALIVE HURTS. HIS WHOLE FACE HURTS]

[OFFENDED GASP. HIS HAIR. IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL.]

Are we going to argue over Gaels and Germanics, again, over who came first?

[JUST. COVERS HIS HAIR, PULLS UP HIS COLLAR SO NO ONE CAN SEE.]

I am leaving you to your pig sty, then! [STORMS OFF. GONNA GO...FIX HIS PRECIOUS HAIR SOB.]

Keseseseseses!! Who died first, Gaul or Germania?! [TALKING BOUT YOUR MAMA]

AU REVOIR!! [CHEERFUL MOCKING WAVING, BYE BITCH]

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