[ He's found that feeding America -- for how much he complains and jokes about the snails -- is the easiest way to get him into a more agreeable state. It is probably one of his more noteworthy observations regarding the younger blond. His manners are still regrettable, but there's no changing that now. France gives him a look of mild reprimand but doesn't voice it. The name he mentioned was oddly enough one he'd heard since coming here.
Although he'd been flirting with Klaus -- which France also chooses not to speak of. ]
Well, I'm glad that someone informed you. I'm sure that it was quite alarming even if the ears are quite charming in their own way...
[ Even now his fingers itch to stroke them. If he was being honest it didn't just stop at the ears. He busies himself with cutting into his own crepes, stubbornly eating them. He then mourns that he barely notices the taste because he's too focused on how disarmingly cute he finds the younger nation beside him. Was a couch cushion really enough space. Swallowing, he rolled his shoulders and tried to glance at ANYTHING else.
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Although he'd been flirting with Klaus -- which France also chooses not to speak of. ]
Well, I'm glad that someone informed you. I'm sure that it was quite alarming even if the ears are quite charming in their own way...
[ Even now his fingers itch to stroke them. If he was being honest it didn't just stop at the ears. He busies himself with cutting into his own crepes, stubbornly eating them. He then mourns that he barely notices the taste because he's too focused on how disarmingly cute he finds the younger nation beside him. Was a couch cushion really enough space. Swallowing, he rolled his shoulders and tried to glance at ANYTHING else.
God, he needed to redecorate...]
How are they? Did you want anything else?