not available for bothering, sorry.

very disappointed.

couldn't care less.

also not available, and happily locks the door.

isn't doing anything, but Russia wouldn't know who he was anyway.

kinda can't close the door to the arctic ;w;

very disappointed that he can't scare N. Italy, so he decides to visit Greenland instead.

he'll get well bothered by Russia tomorrow. Takk.

"Greeny~" Randomly appears behind her and glomps her.

tries to subtly push him off. "H-Hi Russia?"

ignores her attempts to fee herself. "Hello~ How are you, little Greenland~?"

smiles weakly. "I was great until one of my ribs most likely cracked. You?"

inwardly laughs at her pain. "I'm fine~ Just a little bored, da?"

wiggles a bit. "Russia, have you ever heard of personal space?"

cocks his head and pretends to think. "Hmmm... was it one of America's odd ideas at the last world meeting?"

shakes her head. "It's when you're far enough away that we're not breathing in each other's co2. Oxygen is good, ja?"

makes a face. "That sounds stupid."

stares. "Co2 is bad for you. Oxygen is good and clean."

shakes his head. "Silly Greenland. You can still breathe oxygen like this. Otherwise, you'd be dying." ^__^

makes a face. "But that's gross, breathing in what you breathed out, yuck."

looks shocked. "Eh? But that's a part of Russia, inside you! You should be honored!"

((... that's what she said. *shot* ))

blinks and face palms. "You don't own the air Russia!"

blinks back at her. "Even if I've already breathed it?"

nods solemnly. "Yes, sorry to be the bearer of bad news."

pots. "Hmph, that's stupid, da>"

*?

shrugs. "That's life. Now.. uhh.. can you loosen your grip just a little?"

pays no mind to her question. "I'm bored~ Greenland and I should have some fun~"

tilts her head. "Like a game?"

nods enthusiastically. "Yeah~ A game~"

hums. "What kind of game?"

. "I don't know... Do you know of any fun games?"

nods. "Scrabble is fun and cards!"

claps his hand together in delight. "Oh cards~ We should play cards~"

uses that moment to step away from him. "What kind of card game?"

contemplates this important question. "Hmm... how about... war?" ^__^

nods. "Okay! What does the winner get?"

smiles. "The winner gets to make the loser do whatever he or she wants for a day."

nods. "Okay, that sounds fair." hands him the cards. "You shuffle."

takes the cards and shuffles them, then deals them out. "Shall we begin?"

wiggles excitedly. "Okay~!"

((... so, how exactly do you play War over plurk?))

((I don't know? owo; ))

((me neither... this could potentially be a problem))

((yikess uhh what should we do ;w; ))

((you could just pretend to play and draw names from a hat to determine each round's winner?))

((have someone choose a number and then see who is closest?))

((best two our of three? oh wait, I'll get the people on the skype group chat to help, do you have skype?))

*out

((Meee? nope))

((get out of here homolicious.))

((Ilu Phili-cheese <3))

throws down her ace victoriously. "Best two out of three Russia~?"

twitches a bit internally. Of course~" Keeping his demeanor calm.

laughs as his Jack beats her seven "So, it comes down to this tiebreaker, da?"

smiles. "Don't cry when you lose~!"

smirks. "I won't be crying because I won't be losing."

grins as her queen beats his ten. "Sorry, what was that? Or do you want best 3 out of 5?"

keeps a calm smile on his face. "The more rounds the merrier~"

grins in delight when her three is beaten by a ten. "This next round will be the last da?"

nods, eye twitching slightly. "Yep..."

laughs victoriously as he beats her jack with a king. "Looks like I win this round, da?"

nods, face falling. "Sh-Shit..."

leers at her. "See you tomorrow then, comrade? Be at my house, bright and early~ We're going to have fun~"

pales. "B-But.."

shakes his finger at her. "Uh-uh, we said at the beginning, loser has to do whatever the winner wants for a whole day."

nods, hanging her head. "Okay.."

pats her. "Don't worry, I don't bite~" ^__^

moves away from his touch. "That's not what I'm worried about.."

laughs in response before walking away, congratulating himself on a job well done.

glares, throwing a pen at him.

why a pen suddenly flew over his shoulder like that. People shouldn't be so careless with their things.