originofawesome | Diary of the Awesome Me 001 || Video/Action right outside of New Bark Town

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Diary of the Awesome Me 001 || Video/Action right outside of New Bark Town

[There is an angry red eye in the screen, before it backs up to reveal an irritated albino.]

JAPAN!

[No way his hallucination could last this long, and he’ll be damned if he’ll let Japan get away with it.]

This is your fault!

[He jabs his finger at the screen.]

I know everyone wants me and my greatness, but kidnapping is illegal under international law! I demand compensation, and you better return me now or-

[There is suddenly a blur of colors, accompanied by a stream of loud German and English curses as Prussia trips over a row of bushes. Someone wasn’t watching where he was going while angrily yelling at the PokéGear.]

Uh – ahaha…ha…FUCK.

[There’s a thud and a view of the sky as Prussia drops his PokéGear and backpack in favor of running from a flock of extremely angry Spearow, hell bent on punishing him for ruining their nests.]

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[What the fuck, what kind of childhood did you have. 8|]

...Japan would do that.

[Now he's staring at all the Pokémon suspiciously, including Marianne.]

He would.

Edited 2010-10-26 06:54 (UTC)

[...Just like his. Sigh.]

How do you know that Vulpix [Here he points at it, careful to keep his hand just far enough to not be bitten] isn't a monster as well?

She is not a monster! She is the burning patriotic spirit of my people that will guide me through Hell!

[It explains many things.

Considering France seems to be whole still...]

Fine. [He'll believe France for now. Besides, it's still outlandish to think this place is Hell. Seriously, didn't you pay attention to the Bible, France?]

We're not in Hell, dumb ass.

[This conversation is going nowhere, so he's going to rifle through his bag now.]

We are in Hell. Even though we may not be able to recognize all the trappings, you cannot see beyond the illusions that the Devil may cast to lure us into a false sense of security!

[Prussia would roll his eyes if he could hear this.]

It's pretty easy for you to think somewhere is Hell. It just has to have mediocre food.

[Don't exaggerate the Bible, you heathen!]

OW! The fuck, France!?

[He rubs his head but continues looking through his bag after shooting the other a dirty look. He will not be deterred by the over dramatic blonde.]

KESESESE! Free food!

[He takes out the bento happily.]

This looks like Japan's food.

[He's going to open it now to have a taste.]

You are aware that will be your last free meal.

Need to get going...

[He makes a face right back. Mature, these two.]

...What.

[He immediately closes the bento, and whirls to face France, horrified.]

They don't know how to keep hostages, do they!? [Yeah, they're not kidnapped, but that's besides the point.

Prussia eyes the sky as well, frowning at the worsening weather.]

Yeah.

[But before that, he's going to release his Pokémon.]

...We're not hostages. We're dead.

Where did Canada go? I swear... I forgot how easy that boy was to loose.

No we're not, stupid.

[He says this absentmindedly as he watches his communicator. There's a little blonde nation speaking to him, so he forgets to look for his Pokemon.

He stands abruptly, shouldering his bag. He looks at France with a mixture of disbelief and curiosity.]

Seems your colony showed up. _{What the hell is going on.}

[And, look, here's little Canada, toddling over holding his seel.]

France-papa! You found your friend!

[He's excited for you, but also a little bit shy. He hides his face behind his pokemon.]

H-hello.

We're dead. I told you this is Hell.

Canada!

Yes, I found Prussia. He's a failure; don't grow up to be like him.

[Whatever. Not going to argue this in front of a child that could potentially start bawling.

A-Ah...so cute.]

It's impossible for this kid to be Canada. [Gives France a Look.] He's an adult. Did you get brain damage and forget?

[Immediately scowls.]

Don't feed him lies about the great Prussia!

[Canada giggles and cuddles into France's arms.]

W-well... I-is there someone else named Canada, maybe?

[Canada nods.] That's okay papa, I want to grow up to be just like you anyways!

No. You're the only Canada. Prussia is mistaken as always.

You're such a good boy. Isn't he, Prussia?

[He frowns in response. No, really, what's going on and why aren't you telling him.]

Don't bullshit me, France. Is this some human child you picked up and named Canada? [His tone indicates that he thinks France is trying to relive the glory days, though he doesn't really blame him.]

[He nearly says aloud, "Thank God he didn't. At least he turned out somewhat decent." Instead he nods in response, he's not willing to deal with a crying child and an over dramatic, pissy France.]

Seems like a nice [WELL BEHAVED] kid.

[He nods a smiles.] Oh, good! People get me confused with America enough already...

[Canada looks over at Prussia and giggles.] No, silly, I'm a colony. That's why nature spirits don't get mad at me for petting them!

[He blushes and hides behind his seel again at the compliments, but he seems pretty happy about it.]

No. He's mine. My darling New France.

[He doesn't really know what to make of this.]

There's nowhere you can get a new colony.

[At least to his knowledge. He hisses in France's ear, careful to keep the child from hearing.]

You're fucking delusional! First Hell, now treating some child like Canada. You're lucky he's here, or I'd knock you to your fucking senses!

[Canada is loving all of this attention. But he's also confused by the furious adult whispering. But, well, that's okay, he knows not to pry. He does, however, get a closer look at Prussia, and proceeds to tug on his sleeve.]

Your eyes are red... Does that mean you're special? I think they're pretty!

God gave him to me, so shut up! I don't want to fall any lower than I am now.

[Oh, the feeling is definitely mutual, France.]

[The furious whispering continues.]

I doubt God would do this. [He gestures angrily to the surrounding area and the Pokemon, as well as Canada.] What makes you think you are worthy?

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