part 298 christmas cookies

[aphanon_meme]

My favorite Christmas cookies are those generic sugar ones with green Christmas trees and such on them! Somehow they just taste more Christmas...y than regular sugar cookies, even though I know they're the exact same thing! And oh, meme, what are those things called where it's like green cornflakes and marshmallow put together with a little red hot

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so roleplayers

[anonymous]

WHAT'S UP
HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS FINE EVENING

[le_coq_gaulois]

[Whiinnnes.]

But your brothers are privy, non?

[SLOSH, sorta gets it on himself when he gets a nice drink of it.]

I could always ask them~

[iceandheather]

N--

[Furrows his brows]

[He can't remember whether the others know or not.]

You wouldn't.

[Just kind've tries to push him away again - both because of that, and because France is a hot mess at the moment]

[le_coq_gaulois]

I would

[He's do anything, don't test him. He's going to nibble on Norway's ear when sudden he's falling slooowwwlllly off Norway, trying to cling, but noooo FALLING HELP.]

Ah...could you give me a hand? [Drinking even as he clings to your pant leg..]

[iceandheather]

No.

[Thinks about kicking him-]

[Then just nudges him with his foot instead. It's Christmas, after all.]

Only if y'promise you won't go askin' nobody nothin' about my business.

[le_coq_gaulois]

Not a soul~

[Nooooo, clings ;~; NORWAY YOU'RE HIS ONLY FRIEND.]

[iceandheather]

[BUT THEY AREN'T FRIENDS.]

[...Well. Fine.]

I'll be holdin' ya' to it, 'n no mistake.

[Offers a hand to help him up]

Don't forget it.

[le_coq_gaulois]

[EVERYONE IS HIS FRIEND IN THIS CONDITION :(]

[Takes hand, PULLLLSSS and just stumbles into Norway and oh look, sloshed a bunch of the wine on him, now he really smells like the stuff.]

Mhm...don't forget what?

[DRINKS, but hanging on your sleeve, hi.]

[iceandheather]

[So, now he has a sticky, alcohol-smelling France hanging onto him again for his trouble]

Don't forget you ain't to go askin' nobody, is what.

[Makes a face like he just sucked on a lemon, tempted to just push him again. Ugh, get it off]

[le_coq_gaulois]

Asking nobody what? [...drinks.]

[No, he loves you why don't you love him. But then again if he was attached to a lamppost right now, he'd love that lamppost.]

[iceandheather]

...Never mind.

[Well, if he can't remember, then he won't ask, and that suits Norway fine.]

[But if he's to have France hanging on him - he is far too sober for this.]

Pass that here, will you.

[le_coq_gaulois]

Hrm?

Oh.

[Hands it to him, meanwhile toucccching Norway's side, but it seems pretty chaste for now, just wandering hands.]

Ah, do you intend on Church in the morning or evening or...? Your family is not around, non? You're alone, non? Perhaps there are gifts for your some where, hrm~?

[Don't mind him, he'll jump from subject to subject while trying his damn drunken best to be friendly.]

[iceandheather]

[Just makes a 'hmmm' sort of nose, and takes a good long drink from that bottle]

[Then gives him a nudge]

Hands, France. Keep 'em to yourself. An' I ain't in no mood for what gifts you might be thinkin' on, thanks.

[le_coq_gaulois]

What sorts of gifts? I was merely asking~

[Or was he? Not so sure of his intentions once in a while, nope.]

[Grabby hands back at the bottle, gimme gimme ;~;]

I do have something for you of course~

[iceandheather]

[Glares at him, then takes another drink before handing it back]

Don't think I believe that.

[Both that he was only asking, and that there is something. Nope. Not believing it one bit.]

[le_coq_gaulois]

I have it for you now~

[Starting to unzip his pants while he takes the bottle with the same hand, oops he accidentally the wine all over himself.]

[Just.]

[Starts.]

[Oh god.]

[He looks like he's about to cry with his zipper half down.]

[This is a tragedy ;~;]

T-the wine...!