peeks over her shoulder.

notices this and quickly changes windows. "Shit Felicita!" She hadn't been looking at maid dresses, noooo.

stares at the screen. "Why are you looking at dresses Ms. Austria used to make us wear...?"

makes a sound. "I wasn't!"

nods eagerly. "You were!"

shakes her head. "I wasn't!" Dammit! She had been caught!

nods and blinks at her innocently. "But why?"

frowns and looks away. "No damn reason.." Her boyfriend had a maid fetish..

stares at her. "Really? I still have the dresses Ms. Austria gave me. Do you want to see them? It would be better than a picture."

bites her lip and shakes her head. "Why the hell do you still have those?! They don't fit anymore!"

happens to pass by and heard the conversation. "Of course! He still has the new dress that Austria gave to him when he grew up. If you want_

_more dresses I can lend you mine!"

turns and stares at the woman really confused. Then she noticed the flower! Shit! Hungary! "Where in the hell did you come from?!"

smiles and holds up a bag. "I've come to pass to Felicita her altered clothes! If you want any changes to your dress I'm glad to help you!_

nods a bit. "I-I.. I don't.." She was trying to look at more... Racy ones.

_One of the dress in the bag goes well with that on your head!"

stares at her. "What the fuck are you talking about, crazy woman."

smiles and takes out the dress. "Let's go and change into this dress alright?" Still having the strength of her past, she dragged her along.

makes a sound of unhappiness. "What?! Let me go god dammit!"

ignored her complaints and continued walking. She then left her and the dress alone in a room to change.

stares at the dress cursing at it. "I don't want to put the damn thing on!"

"If you do not hurry up I'll call Spain over!" She took out her camera, ready to take a picture when the door opens.

makes a VERY unhappy sound. "Crazy fucking annoying bitch.." She mumbled as she undressed and began to get into the maid dress.

not called Spain over. She did not even know where he would be.

glad. That idiot wanted to see her in a maid dress. She sighed looking at herself in a mirror before opening the door pouting.

immediately snaps photos of different angles of her. One of them was taken at a lower angle.

makes a noise at the lower photo. "What the fuck are you doing?!" She held the dress down, her face going red as a tomato.

grins and says,' Sending these to Spain, of course.'

squeaks loudly. "CHE COSA?! Oh! Hell no! You fucking better not!"

"Good to see that the dress fits! Remember to return it to Felicita! Goodbye! Viszontlátásra!" And off she left, camera clutched tightly in_

hand.

extremely confused. "What the fuck?!" She was still in the dress. "YOU BETTER NOT SEND THOSE FUCKING PICTURES TO ANTONIO!" She yelled at her

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