Hetalia! J o k e r C a f e . NOW OPEN.COME IN! [hiring]

AMERICA IS

A HERO	24.5%	[ 37 ]
AWESOME	6.6%	[ 10 ]
A TORPEDO	7.9%	[ 12 ]
A DIVA	6.6%	[ 10 ]
A SAINT	1.3%	[ 2 ]
A GODDESS	4.0%	[ 6 ]
NOT BRITISH	35.1%	[ 53 ]
A SUPERSTAR	4.0%	[ 6 ]
BETTER THAN ENGLAND	7.9%	[ 12 ]
A PERSON OF THE HOUR	2.0%	[ 3 ]
Total Votes:			[ 151 ]

[Mr Valley Girl]

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"Like totally ! I'd have, like, two cheeseburgers with fries and.." exclaimed Poland cheerily, noticing Canada's presence. "Umm, hello Matthew." he said, taking a seat at a window ledge, cautious not to pull his pleated skirt too high.

[[That would be interesting !! As long as I don't share bedroom with Ivan, you know. You don't need a neurotic Feliks slamming on your door in the middle of the night as a result of a bad dream, now do you ? ;DD Btw, not noticing Canada is pretty canon, I guess. x3]]

[Mr Tea and Crumpets]

『 ιηνιη¢ιвℓє · єηgℓιѕн · gєηтℓємαη 』
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bakabakabakabakabakabakabakabakabakabakabakabakabakabakabaka--
"There you go," Arthur offered to the American, glancing up at him. "Burgers and fries for Feliks here, you might want to get on that. You did say you wanted to make something."

He smirked a bit, then turned his head towards Germany. Arthur half-smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "It's alright."

With that he took the seat Alfred had been using earlier and made himself comfortable.
amerika no baka!!
[[effing-- i have to go to bed now D|
and i won't be on tomorrow so ... D:
iggy here is gonna fall asleep in this chair, kay? feel free to torment him and/or carry him up to his bed. c; ]]

[Mr Awesome Hero]

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Alfred turned and frowned at the shorter male before crossing his arms. "You're no fun, Atry!" Turning, he walked into the kitchen and began to start on the cheeseburgers. Taking the two patties out, be began to cook them while sipping on a soda he had gotten for himself from the fridge.
Quite some time later, he stepped out from the kitchen carrying a large plate, which held the two cheeseburgers with the side of fries. The American made his way towards Feliks, handing it to him with his casual smile. "Hurry and try them, they're awesome!" The blonde nodded, turning away from the Polish male. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Arthur sleeping in a chair. Smiling a little to himself, he walked over to him and poked his shoulder lightly, as if to make sure he was asleep. After a moments time, he crouched down and picked up the smaller boy, carrying him bridal style and resting his head against his chest. "Well... I'm taking Sleeping Beauty here up to bed. I think I'm gonna have a nap too. See you guys later," He smiled, trying not to talk too loud. He adjusted his grip on the thin body and made his way upstairs, yawning as he did so.

[[Nngh, I should go too. I have to get up in 4 hours. @ ~@ Night guys c;]]

[Peach Stripes]

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Relieved, Germany sat down in one of the empty chairs. He looked outside a window idly, and teared his gaze away when Alfred announced he and Arthur were going to take a nap.

Nodding, Germany stretched his legs before bringing them in again, and noticed that Feliciano still wasn't here. He sighed. Then again, he shouldn't be one to talk/think. Blinking, he wondered what to do now. Turning his gaze back to the window, his mind wandered off to other thoughts.

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[Mr Valley Girl]

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"Nighty-night." whispered Poland, munching on his delicious cheeseburger while waving his spare hand goodbye. He was of a petite posture, but ate like a horse. And soon his meal was finished, leaving a warm feeling inside of his stomach. He made a mental note to deliver a warm polish breakfast to America's room as a way of expressing his gratitude for helluva good junk food he adored so much.

"It's, like, dishes time." he stood up from his comfy window ledge and stretched his back before leaving for the kitchen. "Hey, Germany, care to eat something maybe ? We've got, like, some pastries in the oven. I totally recommend." he said, turning his gaze to the taller man.

[Peach Stripes]

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Germany looked over to Poland, a bit dazed from thinking so much. He nodded, and stood up as well, pushing in his chair quietly and so that it didn't scratch the tiles of the floor. "That would be nice, thank you."

He followed Poland into the kitchen, and made way over to the oven. Picking up the oven mitts on the counter next to it, he pulled them on and grabbed hold of the handle, before pulling it open slowly. The delicious smell of fresh pastries filled his nostrils, and he closed his eyes at the sweet aura. Pulling his head back a bit due to the heat that was stored in the oven, Germany pulled out one at random, which turned out to be a chocolate croissant.

Closing the oven and peeling the mitts off, he grabbed a plate and placed the croissant on it, before grabbing a napkin as well. He knew he shouldn't eat such foods so early in the morning, but. . . He gave in and took a bite, the chocolatey and sweet taste exploding on his taste buds. Although he wasn't very fond of France, he had to admit; albeit a bit grudgingly, his food was delicious. He walked back to where the tables were to properly eat his food.

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[Mr Mozzarella Mostaccioli]

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It was the first day of Alfred's new cafe and Italy had been very exited. Afterall, cooking was one of his favorite hobbies, and he was sure to meet all sorts of interesting people. Unfortunately, he had slept in. "Kyaa~ I'll never get used to the timezone differences~!" He despaired running down the street.

Looking through the glass, Italy could see a bunch of the countries had arrived already. The door chimed loudly as Italy threw open the door... "Good morning every-" and proceed to trip over the slightly protruding doorframe.

[Peach Stripes]

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Germany blinked, mid bite of his croissant. Placing it down back on the plate and cleaning his mouth and hands with the napkin, he finished chewing it and swallowed. Sighing, he shook his head at the figure on the floor that was Italy.

"Good morning, Italy." He spoke, getting up. He strode over to Italy, and held out his hand to help the shorter man up.

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[Mr Maple Cake]

Camaple-maplenamaple-mapleda

❄The Canadian jumped, a late reaction to hearing his name called. He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, and was occasionally nodding off on his feet. "Oh! Uh, thank- never mind," he sighed, taking note that the only ones who had noticed him thus far were no longer in the room. Germany and Italy were there now, at least. "Hello you two, good afternoon," Matthew offered, though the chances he would get a response were near zero. But it never hurt to be polite, eh?

[[Living upstairs? Brilliant! It's just like this British comedy I watch... |D This is bloody amazing. <3]]

[Mr Land of the Rising Sun]

When Japan awoke on this day it seemed like any other normal day. He got up, performed his morning routine and went about business as usual. But this wasn't a normal day for him, this was the day that Alfred was opening his new cafe, and like always, the American had somehow found a way to rope Japan into helping.

I can't believe I forgot! He thought as he frantically made his way to the cafe. Curse my memory!

Once he got inside he bowed and said "My apologies, I seem to be late." He then rose and continued. "I will humbly accept any penalty."

[[OTL, sorry for coming in so late!]]

[Mr Awesome Hero]

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The American male trudged down the stairs feeling rather relaxed after a long sleep. Noticing how late into the day it was, he frowned to himself but walked towards the others who were currently present. "Hey guys!" He greeted, flashing them all a smile. He had heard the Japanese boy speak as he walked in and just shook his head, not able to hold back a chuckle. "Don't worry about it! There won't be any punishment," He said with a nod, looking around the room. He was a little hungry after all that sleep, and knew just what he wanted.
Walking into the kitchen, he took out the ingredients for a hamburger before poking his head out of the room and looking at everyone. "Anyone else want a burger?" Alfred offered, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He was rather excited, although he had them almost daily.

[[It's all good c;]]

[Fallen K I N G D O M__xx]

☼•☼Preußen☼•☼

He was late. Considerably late, at that, but the silver-haired man didn't care a witt. Besides, it's not like they thought he'd actually arrive on time anyway.

That morning he hadn't even woken up to the sound of the alarm. Gilbert had slept through it, just like he always did. Always.

'They're lucky I even remembered.' He decided as he approached the door and then flung it open as a devious grin spread across his face.

"Guten Morgen!"

[Peach Stripes]

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Looking up, Germany noticed Canada for the first time and blinked. For a moment, his brain reeled as he tried to remember who this person was so he remained silent. Who is he again. . .? After a few silent seconds, he was saved as the door opened once more, and turned his gaze there instead.

"Ah," Germany nodded to his old companion, a bit amused and amazed at how everyone was running late today. "Good morning, Japan." He greeted, and pulled Feliciano up to his feet. He then looked to the stairs were he heard the sound of foosteps and saw Alfred climbing down. Germany looked over to his croissant at the American's mention of food, and shook his head. "No, thank you. I have something already. Thank you, though." He politely declined.

Just as he was about to head over to his table, the door opened yet again and Germany wondered how many times someone would enter in a minute. Turning again, he raised an eyebrow at the sight of his brother, but nodded anyway. "Guten morgen, Bruder." He greeted in their native tongue.

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[Mr Land of the Rising Sun]

Japan's uneasiness about coming in late had not yet dissipated but he let it go. He very politely declined America's offer for a burger and turned to Germany who had just greeted him.

"Good Morning Germany." Japan replied back with a slight bow. Noticing Prussia coming in he felt an odd sort of relief that he was not the only one running late today.

[Fallen K I N G D O M__xx]

☼•☼Preußen☼•☼

Prussia walked over to slap his brother on the back. "Westen." The usual cocky grin was now plastered over his face as he flashed it to the room around him.

So far, it looked like Japan, America, Poland and his brother were the only people who had arrived. And that one guy who looked like America, but he'd never bothered to learn his name. "So, where's England?" Not that it really mattered, but wasn't he the one who made this place with America?

Without waiting for a response he walked to the nearest table to sit down in one of the chairs and then leaned back so that it balanced on only the back two legs.