Ugh. No one is on. Idk what to do.

Yea.

I've been up on adrenaline all night. Or maybe caffeine from my four cups of coke.... Idk, it's a mix of the two, anyways it doesn't matter. How are you?

Same

So... Finland, hm?

And lol, yea.

(Sure) Another Fin.

Hey, I know how that goes.

The murderous ones are the cutest ones. ;3

So... What rp ya wanna do?

Sure.

Who starts?

Surer

France: *In bed upstairs*

France: *smells cooking* FIRE HAZARD *yeets self downstairs *

Wut r u doin?

France looks at the mess on the floor, then runs upstairs. She returns in a matter of seconds with a suitcase. "I'll load the car." She goes outside leaving Al to Estie.

*loading stuff into the car to get to the hospital *

(She deals with this crap frequently. She's never lost someone) Still struggling to fit the suitcases into the trunk.

(Estie, I may snatch yo mans)

(You wish) France closes the trunk and helps Estonia get Alabama into the car.

(Lol) Ok.

France rolls down the windows cause it's summer. "Ok Google, quickest route to nearest hospital "

(We all think that about Al, but we love him somehow. And oof, fin.) France backed up and drove off to the hospital

"Mex get the luggage!" France parked and threw mex the keys, then ran to help Estie with Al.

France signs everyon in.

(FA kicked me out for that reason)

(OwO Nani!?) France give Eatie a hug, then goes to get water.

*Estie

France looks at him. "I'm thirsty. I'm just getting a drink."

"'Play' check-up...? Wh-what do you mean?"

(Mex was trying to type giggle, it autocorrected to Hitler. Fin confirmed)

France continues to drink water cause screw u

"Nada mex" she looked up "Go bye bye"

France is literally STILL drinking water. (UwU thirsty lad)

Is angered. "¡MEX, VOY A MATARTE!"

(Some?)

France goes to ask the doctor where more cups are. "Hey do you have anymore- Holy baguettes! What are you doing to Al?!"

France just stands in the doorway, frozen with fear. "Let m-e repeat m-m-myself.... Wh-at are y-on doing t-to Al?!"

France still didn't move. "H-he's not even under a-anesthesia, I-is that s-afe ? H-he looks li-ke he's in p-ain..."

France runs towards Finland and tries to wrestle the scalpel out of his hand.

(Lol we both help at the same time )

(Mine, I think. I tried to take it. And I get shot. Yay)

Chillingly still.

(F? Why F?)

Quietly whispers, "Estie..."

"Estie.... Help Al... I-I'll be ok..."

"Estie, his wounds are worse... Help Al!" She yelled weakly.

France tries to stand, but falls into the stretcher, knocking it on top of Finland.

France tries to stand again, and leans on the counter. She gets a glass vile, shatters it, and starts throwing the small pieces at Fin.

(Insert 16 shots meme here) Takes the large chunk of glass and stabs Fin in the shoulder with it. "That's for my shoulder;" she then kicks him down and stabs his back. "That's for the gunshot;" and she then looks into his eyes. And slaps his face. "That's for being cute, and this." She cut his cheek. "Is for Al."

France rushes out of the room, stumbling the entire time.

(France went savage in all of 2.5 sec. That escalated very quickly.)

France goes into the bathroom to splash water on her face, and to scold herself.

France continues to scold herself.

Her cheeks grow pink as she does

France comes back into the room, her face red. She looks at her feet as she leans on the counter for balance.

France looks away.

France glares at Mexico. "Stop being friends, so he can KILL his friend? Mex, that's even more sick and twisted than stalking and killing Al!" France screamed, flustered. She held her stomach like she was about to bend over an hurl.

France glared at Mexico, but said nothing more.

"Fine." She half grumbled, half whispered.

France locked eyes with Finland briefly, then swiftly looked away.

(But we agreed n0-)

(Wth is wrong with you?)

France rushes over to Finland, and gives him a hug. :3

(Whatever. Be Sammy. IDC)

France kisses Fin's cheek lightly. "Let's get Al home." She whispered, standing up shakily.

France looks sadly at Fin before helping Al out, while keeping balance on the wall.

(No SaMMy-)

France rushes to help catch Fin.

"Estie, there should be more bandages in the cabinet. Lemme help Al, you help Fin." France shakily stands and helps Al out to the car.

France helps Al into the car.

France forces herself to wait in the car with Al. "H-hey Al... Do you wa-not to listen to some m-usic?" She asked, her cheeks still slightly pink.

(Other gun? Tf is wrong with you, ya cowboy?)

France nods. "What kind?"

France puts on a random channel and tries to think of things to talk about.

France just stays quiet, her cheeks darkening again.

This sounds fun.