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Post by terrorist egypt on Oct 10, 2010 16:22:04 GMT -5
so long as he spared her? well.. he could. but russia seemed big, and it would add quite the amount of territory under his reign, right? the little egyptian frowned a bit, finding these conditions to be a bit too difficult to accept. besides that, he would never take fighting lessons from a girl! she misunderstood him. an indignant look was on his face, and he huffed. "i meant teach me about girls. not how to fight." he bluntly put, crossing his arms over his chest as all point of srs was annihilated.
he would learn how to fight from arabia, screw that.
however he stood up, and his right index finger would point to her face - white hair falling behind him as he grinned, his expression cocky and strong. "no matter what, i'm going to capture you and make you my wife!" and thus began the relationship between the two nations...
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Post by russia ! on Oct 10, 2010 16:41:17 GMT -5
and what a strange relationship it turned out to be. despite their rough beginning things actually turned out to be.. okay in a strange way. sure they fought a few times and had their moments, but somehow that memory of staring at the stars was always in the back of her mind, even though she never realized it. but the one thing she remembered the most was clocking egypt right in the face after he said he'd make her his wife. russia laughed at herself and the memory, it was strange that all of this had just come back to her now, probably because she was standing in front of the palace, where a lot of different memories were made with her frienemy.
so far his "world domination" plan hadn't budged at all as he remained a small little country, and somehow vanny wasn't surprised. but still he continued to fight for this dream even if it really was ambitious. "oh well," she said softly, no traces of that very thick russian accent in her speech anymore. she threw her jacket over her shoulder and entered through he doors, no invitation to barge in or anything and immediately headed up to her friends room. "you busy? i wanna bug you," she said dully.
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Post by terrorist egypt on Oct 10, 2010 17:03:59 GMT -5
okay, so maybe him saying he would make her his wife was a bit too much - especially considering she socked him in the face shortly after he said it. but that was all but memories. the present day bore more fruit, and as egypt was in his room fumbling around for something to wear for tonight, russia would barge right in.
now, you see, this is why they had been so close for so long. also, ignoring the fact one time when they were younger, russia just waltzed right in while egypt was getting dressed, and she saw... .////.
yeah, and lets just say that egypt made it a priority to get revenge and see her 'nakkie' as well. except unlike him, she decided to hold a grudge on him for a few months, and beat him up after. luckily, right now as she barged in he was dressed. "haven't you heard of knocking yet?" he grumbled, pulling off his current shirt and pulling on a new one. "anyways, i'm going out tonight. i have a date. shouldn't you be busy with a boyfriend or something?
oh wait he forgot nobody liked russia LOL SRY."
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Post by russia ! on Oct 10, 2010 17:22:56 GMT -5
clearly she hadn't learned from that little experience as she just continued to barge in whenever she dang well felt like it. "knocking? never heard of such a thing," she said, a slight mock in her tone. she could of made "in soviet russia.." joke, but those were so overdone she was practically sick of them.
"i was buuuuuuut i didn't feel like being stuck with a stick in the mud, so i ditched out," she said, finding her way over to a cushion to sit down. her damn boss was always trying to pair her up with someone. so far none of them worked because all these little countries were so fucking boring to talk to. "and came here to bug you!" the girl crossed her legs and put on a curious face. "so who is the oh-so-lucky lady?" of course she was going to ask, it was her duty to warn this girl what she got herself into. this dude wore a cup every single day after all.
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Post by terrorist egypt on Oct 10, 2010 18:19:12 GMT -5
pfft, he wore a cup because somebody liked to kick him in his crotch. the egyptian rolled his eye at the woman, ignoring the fact he knew she was being sarcastic. "uhm.. he actually stopped, hishand rubbing his cheek as he thought. wait, who was he even going with again? lebanon? jordan? sudan? shit, he couldn't remember at all!
"it's not important." eye narrowed at russia, indignant once more. he would save his pride by pretending to know but just not wanting to tell, hah! after making sure everything was in order, he glanced at his watch. an hour early... well, that was to be expected. he was always on time. always. "i have an hour to spare, i guess. how's your country? did your tits get any bigger yet?" he teased, sitting down on a cushion nearly.. well, more so laying on his stomach atop the cushion, his chin against his palm as he smirked.
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Post by russia ! on Oct 10, 2010 19:23:47 GMT -5
it's not like it mattered if he wore a cup or not, his children were all going to be completely retarded anyways with the damage she had done. anyways, russia had been friends this guy long enough to know that that little "uh.." was a secret code for "omg i just forgot". his next words were only reassurance of her previous thought. she just laughed and decided not to bug him about it.
she just merely shrugged when he asked about how she was doing, and then pouted when he mentioned her chest. you know she's pretty much accepted the fact that they weren't going to grow any bigger, but he didn't have to rub it in her face! sheesh! "doing fine," vanny huffed. nothing was new. it was still cold, people still feared it and called her a 'immoral commie' well that was mostly america but still.
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Post by terrorist egypt on Oct 10, 2010 20:11:04 GMT -5
oh, she got all huffy at his comment towards her boobs. he smirked victoriously. and his kids would not be retarded! he would make absolutely sure of that. besides, it would take more than a few kicks to make his endless supply of sperm dysfunctional. he masturbates daily!
wait, what.
"you should move down here. it's way too friggin cold up there." egypt would conclude with a sage nod, turning and sitting on his behind atop the cushion. his elbows propped upon his knees, and his palms kept his chin up as he smiled. "so, why exactly did you join eden? that's pretty much joining the americunts."
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Post by russia ! on Oct 10, 2010 21:41:33 GMT -5
ew gross. tmi dude.
"maybe you should move up there," she said softly rolling her eyes, "it's much to hot down here." and besides, russia prefer ed the cold very much. you could always put on another layer of clothing but you could only shed so many articles of clothing until you were butt naked. russia adjusted herself on the cushion, stretching her legs out and yawning. "why?" well it was such a strange time to ask now all of the sudden.
"the whole communist thing," she said, wiggling her finger. eden was all about freeing people and the whole equality idea. "i don't really care if i end up aligned with america. we were allies before in the second world war anyways," she added, remembering that time all those years ago when that bitch germany betrayed her.
needless to say, they got what they deserved.
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Post by terrorist egypt on Oct 10, 2010 22:06:24 GMT -5
... "so, just to save face? wow, that's pretty cowardly of you." egypt would tell her how it was, straight up. she was basically teaming up just so that people would like her more. i thought russia was supposed to be the home of the "i don't give a fuck what you think you can lick my boot11!"
apparently he was wrong.
egypt would frown softly, before shaking his head a bit. well, there was no point of even arguing this with her - it was all but a thing of politics. before long, a maiden came in with a tray of fruit, placing it on a small table nearby. "help yourself, vanny." he would offer, smiling politely, "anything exciting? you came to bug me, but you're being pretty boring. will i have to stare at your chest, despite nothing being there?" he teased playfully, watching her for amusement.
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Post by russia ! on Oct 10, 2010 22:12:01 GMT -5
"cowardly?" uhh hold up, reality check. she wasn't doing this for anyone but herself. she believed in communism and omgwoudlyoubelieveit so did everyone in her goddamn country. so how is it cowardly that she goes in a group that actually involves some of her beliefes.
lrn 2 logic plz.
oh now he wants to play games huh. vanny huffed again, feeling a slight pink tint form in her cheeks before kicking her friend in the leg. "sorry for being so boring," she said, leaning back on her arms. she didn't feel like eating those fruit, who knew if they were drugged or not? she could never fully trust egypt that was for sure. "ladies first," she said with a sly smile.
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