happy for him.

thanks him. He hopes this won't happen again anytime soon.

it is like chicken pox. If it was really bad the first time, you can get it again.

agrees with him. It's scary. Let's just hope nothing like this happens when they're doing stuffs overseas and brought no emergency clothes.

is-- Wait whaaaaat. Who is a girl now?!

... facepalms

( I meant to do that first. /sob; shot )

( >v> I would love a few more ladies to myself-- I mean wut. /pats )

( I wanted to do facepalm. /flail )

Lovi made a pretty girl. Romie.

still going with his opinion that Vash will make a cute girl. Heidi~ Or would he prefer Vashy?

flushes and sputters at the name Heidi. What a stereotype. "V-vashy would be alright, Romie."

smirks and keeps that in his mind. "Vashy then. And stop calling me Romie."

tuts, "If you call me Vashy, then I have to be able to call you Romie."

shakes his head. "I demand a better sounding nickname, Vashy. Romie makes me sound like I am a fucking girl."

tries to think of a better name, then. "But it's such a cute name..." He mumbles, then pauses. "All your possible 'nicknames' sound like

-girl names." He deadpans.

watches him and holds the urge to facepalm. "I don't want a cute name. I want a cool one." he wonders what the hell the other nicknames are.

hums, "And you want a cool name, why?" He coughs, "Not that you're cool or anything." He murmurs.

puffs cheeks childishly. "I'm not saying I am cool or anything. I am just fed up with being called cute."

"Ah. But alas, only cute names can fit you." He says, "Romie really seems to stick, though."

sobs inwardly. Dammit. He hates cute names. He hates being associated with cute. "F-fine, call me Romie and I call you Heidi."

finds that sad, but whatever. "Fine." He crosses his arms, smirking.

doesn't like that smirk. He blinks and is rather surprised at the other's reaction. So calm.

doesn't want to be called Heidi, but he gets to call Lovino Romie, so it's good. Maybe he should get Spain into this.

glares at him. He better not get strange idea into that bastard's head...

glares back, lightly. But where's the fun in that? Wait--He doesn't know what fun is.

knows what fun is, dammit! He just can't imagine Antonio calling him that-- shudders. Maybe he should tell Liechtenstein about this too.

blanches, then coughs. He wouldn't mind it much...That is, if she would even listen to him.

tell Liech then. About Vashy and Heidi and that her brother looks absolutely good in short dress and ribbon.

hide her away, then, and not let him come close to her at all.

doesn't think Vash has any rights to do that. He's not bad-influencing her in any way. Just telling her some truths!

doesn't think those are truths at all. If he does that, then...Well, maybe he'd give a list of nicknames to Spain.

challenges him to prove that it's a lie then. And dammit, he's not allowing the other to go near Spain now. No, never.

have to find a way to look bad in drag, then. Oh, but he'll find a way. After all, they are on the same World Cup group~

forgets about that. And he wishes Heidi luck with finding a way to look bad.

...is probably going to need luck. Thanks, Romie.

no problems, Heidi. He needs his luck too though, for tonight's game.

sighs, hoping lady luck is on his side today..

chuckles and excuses himself now. He needs to prepare himself.

waves him off, see you, Romie.

waves at him and hopes he have a good day today. Tata, Heidi.