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"I don't know. We could viset some of your family's booths if you like."
He shruged then smiled.
"I am suprized you put up with being so close to Al for so long."

Canada giggled a bit. But he also felt bad for ignoring his brother all day. But he seemed to have a good deal of trafic at his booth.

When the ocean beats the rhythm and the wind plays the melody in harmony with it,
There, you can hear the sounds that birds are singing.
See, your body naturally starts to move!
The tuna, the shrimps, the dolphins and the sea gulls, when we hold their hands, they all become our friends.
Let's sing to the rhythm.
If we smile each other, our wish will be one☆

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee hesitated when he noticed the tea being offered to him. He looked up at England and blushed lightly at how kind the nation was being to him. It felt strange to have him of all people concerned about his health and well being, but he supposed times really had changed... and after their little talk the other day outside the school gates Andrew realized he didn't have any reason to believe Great Britain wanted him dead anymore. Not that he needed the help or tea, but it was rude to turn it down. He should take it just to be polite. But only to be polite!

The boy's blush spread as he reluctantly took the tea and began to gingerly sip on it. Tennessee made a face at the fact it was relatively bitter and sugarless unlike the Southern Sweet Tea he was familiar with, but kept sipping as it washed away the horrible taste of stomach acid and bile in his mouth.

"... Needs more sugar..." he mumbled as he glanced away while struggling with what he had to say next. "... Thanks, I guess."

Tennessee almost shrunk back uncertainly when America approached. His heart beat happily at the fact Alfred seemed to be worried about him and cared enough to check on the state, but he was also embarrassed and uncertain. He bit his lip and wanted to ask his nation about Hawaii. He needed to know the truth. Yet... he wasn't sure he wanted to hear it from America. Somehow he felt like it would hurt too much to have his nation come clean to him or, worse, potentially lie to him. Andrew had dealt with too many people he once trusted lying to him today as it was.

"I'm ok, America," he finally said. "One of England's scones was bad is all." He didn't consider that maybe the problem was all of England's scones were bad since he didn't have enough exposure to British cooking to know the dangers of it. As far as he knew this was just an isolated freak accident. The state didn't seem to notice he had accidentally called the lobster back England, either.

Grade 9
The Volunteer

Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
The Musical Sophomore

Kartlos smiled confidently, glad that he was finally getting the dance down. "Of course! With you guiding me, how could I not be?" He exclaimed in response to Juliana's compliment. It didn't exactly make complete sense, but that was okay to him.

Then Brazil started to trip, and Georgia's hands automatically adjusted to catch her. "It's fine. Are you okay?" He asked, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. It seemed she was fine, but he had to make sure. The fall seemed to have ended their dance, but Kartlos was fine with that. He needed a break anyway. But Juliana seemed distracted by something, so he turned around, curious to see what she was looking at. But she didn't really seem to be looking at something, it was more like she was looking for something. But what? Whatever it was, or perhaps whoever it was, it was clear she couldn't find it, so when she left him, probably to go look for it, he just said "Hurry back!" And like she had said she would, she returned very soon. "That was not 'very quick'" He teased, even though it had only taken a few seconds. "I missed you." He pouted a little, as if her leaving him had ruined his day. But at the mention of drinking his smile returned. "Of course, what kind of drinks do you have?"

[Out.Of.Songs: I drew Juliana and Kartlos dancing! ^-^ I'll put the picture up... eventually. ]

Oi Oi Vati give me a beer
Oi Oi Mutti, Oi Oi Mutti
I can't forget the flavor
of that wurst I had before

Ludwig

"One night, I couldn't sleep well and opened my eyes...
to find some strange guy staring at me."
"The hell are you doing, Italy!"

"Well I can make you whatever you'd like~" Juliana exclaimed as she lifted her glass into the air before bringing it back to her lips and taking a few more quick sips of her greatly alcoholic beverage. Turning on her heel, she sauntered back to a cabinet she had set up, her feathers swaying against her hips, before she opened up the cabinet with her free hand to reveal a few rows of spiced rum, vodkas, whiskey, and tequila. And that was just the first few bottles that could be seen. "Would you like me to make you something of your own design or something of mine~?"

Suddenly, her phone buzzed once more upon the counter to her right and she sighed, placing her drink back down before she picked her phone up and flipped it open. Reading over the message a few times, she quirked her brow as she tilted her head to the side, her golden curls spilling over her shoulder with ease. It took her a moment to respond, but once she did and saw that the message had been sent, she flipped it closed before returning her attention back to Kartlos, smiling brightly once more.

Oh what?! Well, let me know what you find when you get back~! Next time, let me know before so I can go with you, please? lol

[ Out.Of.Rio: ]