"Fine! I'll get the top half, and you get the bottom half!" Belarus said.
"Please stop planning to****** Mr Russia..." Lithuania said, shaking leaf.

She went red and let go, "I-I'm not.." she looked to see if Russia was alive yet. She pouted crossly, "I'm married to Kiku! I didn't mean it in that way." she was flustered and crossed her arms, "And Ukraine exists as well. All I'm saying is you shouldn't force big brother into anything!"

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=63680&page=211#2102 Author: Yamato Time Posted: 9/9/2018 at 2:24 PM "You should. It helps make people feel appreciated. Speaking of which, I'd better get Italy some chocolate... I never let him have chocolate except on holidays." He turned and walked out of the room, muttering to himself.

I watch him go and think back to my own customs. We did have a holiday sort of similar to valentines. Well it was more of a mix between valentines and Halloween. I let Germany get a little ways ahead before going back to where I hoped the allies were

"I am not! Big brother loves me!" Belarus said, pressing her face against Russia's, partially strangling him with his own scarf.
"B-Belarus!!!" Lithuania said.

"I am not! Big brother loves me!" Belarus said, pressing her face against Russia's, partially strangling him with his own scarf.
"B-Belarus!!!" Lithuania said.

Taithlon let out a small growl of resentment and tugged at Russias sleeve to pull him forward and forwards her before trying to push Belarus off by her face.

The Allies were down in the kitchen, talking to each other, smiles on their faces. Italy wouldn't let go of Germany, who seemed to be in a very awkward predicament.
"I-Italy!" Germany said. "Let me go!"
"But Germany is better! We should celebrate!" Italy said.
"Dude! Germany's as red as a tomato." America said, laughing.
Prussia was downstairs and was sitting on the table, much to Hungary's annoyance.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=63680&page=211#2106 Author: Yamato Time Posted: 9/9/2018 at 2:33 PM The Allies were down in the kitchen, talking to each other, smiles on their faces. Italy wouldn't let go of Germany, who seemed to be in a very awkward predicament. "I-Italy!" Germany said. "Let me go!" "But Germany is better! We should celebrate!" Italy said. "Dude! Germany's as red as a tomato." America said, laughing. Prussia was downstairs and was sitting on the table, much to Hungary's annoyance.

I crack a grin and shaking my head take a seat at the table myself not too particular on where I sit

Belarus fell off, and Russia was curled up in the Fetal position, his eyes wide. He muttered something indistinct in Russian.

She huffed and touched Russias cheek, crouching down to be at eyes level, kneeling on the floor, "Big brother?"