♕ 4 ( Forward dated to Monday )

[koyo]

1. Phone

Hello?

This is Spain.

I'm sorry for any trouble that happened! And I'm sorry if I hit you! Unless you're Holanda or Inglaterra. I don't know if those two are still causing trouble but if they are, it's okay to punch them. Really.

But, ah. . . you can have your town back if you want. I don't really want it. ( A pause as he considers keeping the town or not. ) Hm, yes, I'm sure I don't want it. And since I claimed the entire town that includes the streets everyone else took away, right?

2. Phone ( filtered to anyone who was involved with this log )

Everyone else gave everything back, right? And what are we going to do about the mess?

3. Mayfield Elementary

( Today, your cheerful teacher arrives to class rather late. You probably spend the first half of the day with a drone substitute teacher. When you return from lunch, Spain is back though, albeit, looking a tad beat up from the weekend! But he's cleaned up well so the class won't worry. )

What did I miss?

4. Around town

( Even though the effects of the candy have worn off, whenever Spain sees a poster or sign posted by one of the other nations (most notably, England or Netherlands) he tears it down and continues walking as if nothing happened. )

Comments

[koyo]

( Smiling warmly and encouragingly hahaha. . . )

You should go some time when you get the chance. ( Why have you not gone yet? ) Who knows! Maybe I can give you a tour. ( Is something wrong with his house??? )

( And then he relaxes at Soler's name. Good move, )

Ah. . . yes! Señor Soler y Ramos. And Isaac Albéniz and Juan Crisóstomo Arriaga and Manuel de Falla. . .

[encored]

[gosh spain he's starting to get the feeling that you are personally offended by the fact that he hasn't visited your country yet...]

Perhaps. I don't leave my homeland often any longer, and when I do, it's normally just traveling to and from France. Do you live there?

[looking mildly impressed!]

You're quite knowledgeable when it comes to Spanish composers, aren't you?

[koyo]

( Where would you get an idea like that. . . )

Ah. . . I've lived there all my life. ( He really can't help but grin at how the conversation is going. Of course, if Charles wasn't around in class very often, he might not know. ) Of course, I do. Jajaja, are you familiar any of the nations in town?

[encored]

Have you, now? [he can kind of see where this is going too, considering his Mayfield frans are pretty much churchies, countries and an alien.]

I knew a fair amount of them, yes.

[koyo]

That makes things easier then! ( Okay, okay, sitting up straight and making himself look presentable. ) Guess which one I am.

[encored]

[putting a hand to his chin

looking very thoughtful so very thoughtful and incredibly serious too...]

...Are you one of those micronations? [charles why]

1/2

[koyo]

[koyo]

. . . No.

[encored]

Truly? You have that sort of... [vague hand gesture] -air about you. Are you a full-fledged country? [now he's just being an ass on purpose...]

[koyo]

( Nodding along, waiting to see what "sort of" he has---. . . N-nooo. )

I'm positive! ( A pause. ) I'll give you a hint! I'm not Andorra.

( YEAH, THAT'LL CLEAR UP THE CONFUSION )

[encored]

[SPAIN STOP DIGGING YOURSELF A GRAVE. it's probably a little obvious by now that Charles isn't being serious, at least...]

Well I've got absolutely no idea then, to be honest. Are you entirely certain you're a country at all? You seem to lack that stateliness that many of them carry. [what stateliness they're all crazy losers]

[koyo]

( Did he really think he was Andorra. . . Also, Spain can't tell when someone is being serious and someone isn't. )

Really? ( His heart. it's broken into a thousand pieces. ) I'm Spain.

[encored]

[oh that makes this even better to him, then. even though Spain has been nothing but kind, apparently that's not enough for Charles to decide to be nice...!]

You are? [LOOKS SO SURPRISED]

[koyo]

I am! El reino de españa, the Kingdom of Spain, the greatest country in all the world!

Maybe next class, we'll have a geography lesson.

[encored]

[gives him an appraising look]

You know, it seems like you countries get less and less impressive the more I meet.

[koyo]

. . . Who else have you met?

[encored]

Ah, let's see... [begins counting off on his fingers!] France, England, Holland, Vietnam, Taiwan, China, Japan, Korea, Russia, America, Cuba, Canada, Latvia... I've met Seychelles as well, and Hong Kong. Oh! Romania was here, I met him briefly. I can't really list everyone, though. I've met a lot of nations over the past two years.

[koyo]

( France. England. Holland. WOW. )

I think. Our ten minutes. . . are up. . .

[encored]

[hey if it makes him feel any better, he barely talked to France and he's on kind of bad terms with Holland after that whole 'breaks your arm/bike and tries to eat you' thing.....]

Come now! I'm actually interested in staying for a change, let's put another ten minutes on the clock.

[koyo]

( Spain isn't sure if this is a victory or a loss )

Are you sure you don't want a siesta?

[encored]

[...probably closer to a loss]

Even if I did want one, I couldn't have it. [sometimes being a vampirish thing is not very fun...!] So continue, won't you?

[koyo]

Hm? Why not-- ( and then a question. ) Right, where we again? Ah, right.

My house is a very nice place. It's sunny and warm and the food is good and the wine is just as good as Francia's. People take naps so they're never cranky and why haven't you ever visited. . .

[encored]

Dear me, I hope that I haven't offended you by not visiting yet. It's just never really been on my list of places to see, you know? [THE MOST INNOCENT SMILE no there's nothing innocent about it

but that wine comment catches his attention] I don't think I've tried a wine from Spain yet.

[koyo]

Huh? No. Of course not. I'm not offended at all.

( Except he kind of is??? Also, wait. )

. . . Aren't you a little young to be a wine taster?

[encored]

Ah, that's good. [the knowing look of someone who realises they've said something irritating, but decide to be unapologetic anyway...]

By looks, I'd assume that's what most would think. It makes drinking in public very difficult. [more like impossible.]