Ugh, I'm back. So sorry. After getting... mistreated... it turned out that France just HAD to stay the night with me and INSISTED that he come along with me to see "Alice in Wonderland". You may think it couldn't have gotten worse, but believe me it DID.
Upon our arrival at the theatre, who did we run into? America. Naturally. Of course, France had to make a scene and nearly rape him, which somehow led him to believe that we should all watch the movie together! And to make things even WORSE!? I got stuck sitting BETWEEN THEM!
But, the movie was nice, so it wasn't unbearable. America kept laughing so loud I could barely hear myself think, and France kept trying to put his arm around me, but the movie made it worthwhile.
TTFN (ta ta for now for you yanks that read this)
-Arthur
Today was a bit slow I must say. All day I've been thinking about America. It's not like I like him or anything, just thinking back on how things used to be. I'd make him the most delicious dinners and he and I would chat...
Things were so nice. Or so I thought.
Now all I have is France. :( But... you know... He's not so bad... all the time.
I'll admit, France can be quite the disgusting creature, but sometimes he does treat me with the kindness I feel that I deserve. I a;lksdhfia
OH HON HON Bonjour! It is moi, Francis! I just so 'appened to be visiting my DEAR friend England and saw him on the computer. I HAD to tie him up for uses later~ <3 After all, what's more fun than the "English Chunnel"? Hon hon hon...
Adieu! England, mon ami, will be back tomorrow!
-Francis
How do you all do today? Quite well I hope.
Today I wanted to break away from the typical discussion of how my day has been and focus on something different. It has come to my attention that some there is ANOTHER British gentleman who is taking over the world of teenage, nerd fandom and trying to steal the honour I deserve!
That man is Hershell Layton, as seen here:
I'm here to tell you all that this man is not qualified to call himself a "gentleman". Think about it. He goes around with a young boy whom he treats as if it were his son and solves puzzles!
First off, the whole thing with the young boy just SCREAMS pedophilia. After all, he's not this boy's father but yet he's teaching him how to be "gentlemanly". Personally, I think Mr. Layton just finds this boy attractive. I know about trying to teach young boys to be a gentleman and I most certainly did NOT enjoy it! ...Ok well perhaps I did, but not in the way HE seems to be!
Plus, what sort of gentleman goes around being bothersome inquiring about puzzles? No one sits around preparing puzzles in case a gentleman were to stop by with his "apprentice" and inquire about one! Absolutely no one!
Well I have to go. America said something about meeting up this evening to reminisce with me about the old days when he was under my care. Perhaps I'll ask him to try and solve a riddle I came up with earlier...
-Arthur
Today was not very eventful, sadly. However one strange fact has been brought to my attention. It seems that some people do not believe in fairies!
This is simply ludacris!!! Why WOULDN'T someone believe in fairies!? I mean, it's like saying you don't believe in Santa!
Don't give me that look. Santa is real. Don't believe me? Finland is real right? Finland is Santa, right? Therefore Santa is real.
And so are fairies. And unicorns. I had a pet unicorn when I was a young lad. Here, take a look.
Erm, disregard all that about being bullied. I can take care of myself! I am the absolutely invincible British gentleman! Nothing can stop me!
So children, today's lesson is to treat "mythical" beings with the respect they deserve. Now, I must be off so I can prepare tea for all of my friends. Yes. My "imaginary" friends.
-Arthur
Good afternoon!
Ah, another lovely day. I'm quite certain that Spring weather will arrive shortly which will be simply wonderful!
Ironic that I should mention foreign relations with Canada yesterday, today I actually bumped into him. I'll admit, he has a fair reason to dislike me after what happened today. I... I mistook him for America. It was a horrible blunder but he didn't seem to mind too much. Other than keeping him separate in my mind from America, things should go well between us from now on! After all, who would want to be friends soley with France? Certainly not me.
Other foreign relations I've been trying to improve have been those with Japan, and China. Japan and I were very close around the turn of the twentieth century, but we seem to have drifted apart as of late. He was quite the respectable gentleman as well. China on the other hand, I more or less just feel bad for. After all, he was the one who tried to help me through my troubled times after America tore away from my care and protection. China didn't want to see me in the state I was in, addicted to opium and producing CRAZY novels! But I was violent toward him when I shouldn't have been.
China, if you are reading this today, you have my deepest and most sincere apologies. I will never force you to grow opium for me again.
One positive result of this however was that Lewis Carrol's Alice in Wonderland became popular. Speaking of which, I plan to see America's movie of "Alice in Wonderland" this weekend. And no. America is not to know about this. If he were to find out he may follow me around and bother me while I try to enjoy myself in his home, or rather what should be and extension of MY home.
-Arthur