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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[anonymous]

WHAT'S UP
HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS FINE EVENING

[iceandheather]

An' now you've gone 'n done it.

[He'll just ignore that France had just been - well, that he had - he isn't going to comment on it. His ears are red enough as it is.]

Should go get y'self cleaned up.

[Gives him a nudge]

[le_coq_gaulois]

But I still have a gift to give you...!

[;~; Sorta...looking to Norway and then trying to cup all the dropped wine into his hands and drink it like the ANCESTORS OF YORE.]

[iceandheather]

[Just gives him a criticizing look right back. France, you're pathetic]

Less 's summat other'n the one in your trousers, I can't be havin' with it.

[le_coq_gaulois]

[HE USED TO BE THE STRONGEST EMPIRE IN ALL OF EUROPE, DON'T MESS ;~;...]

But...you enjoy that last time...! [Almost whimpering, lol let's hope he doesn't remember tonight.]

[iceandheather]

[HE'LL MESS ALL HE LIKES, THANKS.]

Don't go remindin' me.

[Judging away, here. Even if France won't remember, Norway will.]

[le_coq_gaulois]

[Y u always remember his embarrassments. You're worse than the history books, sob.]

So you wouldn't want it again...?

[Voice pitch sorta goes higher through that whole sentence, managing to stumble to his feet and paw at Norway.]

[iceandheather]

[Steps back]

[And tries to squirm out of reach, looking rather sour]

No. Why th'hell would I?

[le_coq_gaulois]

Because it's a gift and I thought you'd like it and I believe you requested it last time and well, I...

[;~:]

[Just gonna. Fall down slowly again, all dramatic-like, THREATENING TO CRY. LEAVE HIM TO DIE]

[iceandheather]

[Raises an eyebrow, then sighs]

Y'thought wrong.

[He isn't drunk enough for this.]

Wouldn't mind havin' a talk, though. Once y'sleep off the drink.

[Bends and offers his hand again]

[le_coq_gaulois]

[WEEPS.]

[TEARS. TEARS ON HIS FACE.]

But I thought you like...me...?

[;~;]

[Wait.]

What kind of talk?

[Ok ok he'll take his hand WIPE HIS EYES, SNIFFLE SNIFFLE and stand...sorta.]

[iceandheather]

Don't know where y'got that idea.

[Fishes around in his pocket. Ah, there. Offers him a handkerchief.]

Stop that snifflin'. An' I mean the kind've talk with words, ya' damn skulker. An' only if y'mind yer manners.

BACKTAG

[le_coq_gaulois]

[Takes that hankerchief and blows his nose all messy and ;~; wipes at his eyes.] T-thank you.

[okok he's good.]

Ah...we could talk now, non? [;~:]

FINALLY

[iceandheather]

[Well, that's better.]

No. After you've had y'self some rest. 'N cleaned up.

[Isn't about to budge on this. France is annoying enough when sober.]

I'M SORRY SOB

[le_coq_gaulois]

But it's Christmas tomorrow...! [or now lmao sob. what time is it, norway TELL HIM.]

[Still wiping at himself and trying to PREVENT MORE TEARS..]

[iceandheather]

Already is.

[Raises an eyebrow at him. Pushes some of France's hair out of his face a bit. Tucks it behind his ear. Not out of affection; just -- because.]

[Because France seems awfully childish right now and it's hard not to act on that.]

Could b'lay it. Pick a day for it. Don't have to be tomorrow.