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A - 1447 Mitchell Rd.

[Holland had regained a good number of things in almost a year of time in Mayfield. He had two rabbits now, his old friend Poffertje and another one of his pets, Soesje, both rabbits named after cream-puff like pastries. At least Poffertje was happy; he needed a lady-friend.

He'd also gotten by with comforting items like his pipe, his scarf, and even his coat . . . and this morning he gets something more. There is an envelope shaped like a card in the mail, and when he opens it on the porch, he's greeted by a picture of a field of tulips. For a moment he's distracted by the flowers, the relaxing colors and they weren't laid out too badly either . . . it definitely looked like something from home.

And that's when he hears the loud crashing and shouts from the kitchen. He'll run into the house, only to be met with an enormous pile of tulip bulbs filling the kitchen.

He could use those. ]

Don't damage them!

B - Mayfield Elementary School

[Holland is going to walk his new notdaughter Romana to school. In the cute little dress that Canada picked out, with her cute little pigtails she's. . . well, still Romana, but cute. Eat your heart out, Spain.]

C. Phone - Morning

For anybody who knew Italië Romana, she's back now only she's very small and she's living in my house now.

Spanje, you can't come over.

D - The Pharmacy

[Holland is hard at work, or hardly working depending on the time of day. For now, he's stocking shelves, a seemingly endless job. Now would be the perfect time to talk to him and ask him about his awkward personal life.]

E - Phone - Afternoon - to all

I'm staring a gardening business, because it sounds like a lot of people want to learn. You can come to a free demonstration at my house, 1447 Mitchell Rd. at 10 A.M on Saturday. Free pancakes.

[ooc: There will be a log for this. Also he may or may not have discussed the pancakes with Canada beforehand. . .]

Comments

B

[kinship]

[As a student of the elementary school, Cain is obviously there this morning... and Holland hadn't been who he expected to turn up. He doesn't recognise the girl, assuming she's new, so he hurries over with a smile.]

Hi!

[gezellig]

Hoi, Cain. I guess you would go here too, then.

[Have an awkward head-pat.]

[kinship]

[He chuckles at the headpat, before giving his companion a smile.]

Is this a friend of yours?

[gezellig]

Ja. This is Italië Romana. She's a nation like me, but she has to go to school here.

Romana, this is Cain. He's my friend.

[kinship]

It's nice to meet you, Miss Romana!

[ragazzamento]

[Watch as she peeks out from where she's shrunk back behind Netherlands' leg to stare at Cain, suspicious clear]

... I don't really need to be here you know. I know loads of things.

how old does she look?

[kinship]

I bet you do.

[His smile for her is warm and friendly, non-threatening.]

You could still meet lots of friends here.

10 or so.

[gezellig]

[He'll look down at Romana a little exasperated, lecturing.]

I told you that it doesn't matter what you know. Don't cause trouble for anybody.

[Despite the lecturing, he's giving her gentle pats on the head as he speaks to her.]

Yep, but she'll insist she's 14 if asked lmao

[ragazzamento]

I don't need friends. I'll be too busy for them soon. Being an independent nation and everything. [Stares for a bit more at Cain before looking up at Netherlands, rolling her eyes at him before sticking her tongue out at him]

You're not my boss. [Pushing that hand away too btw]

lol that's okay, cain is ten but looks about seven or eight

[kinship]

[He just chuckles, not put off in the least.]

Even independent nations need friends, or else they'd get incredibly lonely.

[gezellig]

[He'll cross his arms in front of his chest, trying to look a bit more intimidating. It wasn't as though he had to try hard.]

I never said I was your boss. But this place isn't safe, so you need to listen.

Oh man I am sorry this is so late.

[ragazzamento]

Nuh uh. [Rolls her eyes, crossing her arms] Besides my sorellina will be there anyway. She... counts...

[Oh pls she'll just draw herself up to all her teeny height and stare back. No fear allowed]

Why does it have to be you I listen to. I wanna listen to Canada, she's nicer than you. And not stupid.

no worries!

[kinship]

[He just steps back a little, not wanting to intrude on a private argument.]

If you're certain, miss. But I'd be happy to show you around.

[gezellig]

Because Canada isn't here right now. You have to listen to both of us anyway.

[He'll fix her dress a bit. Fuss fuss. ]

Thanks Cain. She'll listen to you.

[Giving Romana one of those looks, now. . .]

[ragazzamento]

[Frowns, feeling a little guilty for being so bratty to Cain... that's not how proper nations were supposed to act...

Being a proper nation is hard.] I... I guess I'll let you hang out with me. But just to be nice! For your sake.

[Giving a look right back] I like Canada better than you.

[kinship]

[He smiles, unperturbed by how reluctantly she was agreeing.]

That's very kind of you, I might have been lonely otherwise.

[gezellig]

[He'll seem satisfied with Romana's answer, at least for now.]

It doesn't matter who you like more, as long as you listen.

Thank-you, again, Cain.

[ragazzamento]

[Wow she does not care what you think Ned. Geezeee]

I'd rather listen to Canada.

[Huff before turning to Cain] Fine. Then I guess we should go before his [Pointing at Netherlands] stupid face scares all the little babies.

[kinship]

[He gives her a little mock salute, grinning.]

Whatever you say, my lady! I am yours to command.