never had a Lovino in his house before ((Tell me off if this is uncalled for xD ))
[This is gonna be interesting *grabs popcorn*]
(( I think Australia is going to die ;u; ))
frowns and wonders how the hell did he end up on the other side of the ocean. Is his sense of direction *that* bad? Oh, shoot. "Eh, hi."
( *throws stones at unwanted audience* :V )
rubs the back of his head, confused 'G'day mate... Lovino right?'
[But Mama Romieeee *dodges rocks*]
((*Snuggles Vashikins >w>* ))
[*clings to Willie forever*]
[Did Lovi die or something /pokes Mama with a stick]
( ;w; Sorry I'm doing homework too. >A>; OTL )
( /waves white flag ;A; Willie tell your koala to not eat me, 'kay~? )
(oh D: oh noes, homework! Good luck then bb)
(( I think I keep missing messages in this plurk ))
( Really? o: and thanks guys. >w> I was able to finish it that night <3 )
fidgets with the buttons of his shirt. He doesn't feel too sure about this invasion now. Ah-ha-ha. The koala looks kinda scary...
nods. "Yeah, and you're...." Uh. He kinda forgets. "William?"
keeps Bruce by his side, he seems fairly uninterested for the time being. 'Yeah, I am,' He bounds over to shake Lovi's hand, 'I didn't even_
think you knew I existed!'
pretty good at geography, unlike a certain American. He shakes the other's hand back and forces himself to smile.
"Your place is pretty famous you know." A lot of strange thing on the other side of the ocean.
blinks, 'It is? What do you European's say about me?'
nods. "Yeah, like how... Uh, do you guys really have more sheep than humans there...?"
frowns, 'That's New Zealand mate.' He crosses his arms, unamused.
pretty sure he gets it right. "No, I think it's you." ( ;w; it's that here. OTL )
makes a face, 'There are 13 sheep to one person in New Zealand mate... you have the wrong bloody country.' (( ;n; ))
((Sorry, he doesn't like being confused for his Bro xD;; ))
rather intimidated. Argh. "O-oh." Time to make sure he won't get his ass kicked by the other. "I'm sorry, I just-- I don't mean that."
( /is obviously stupid OTL >w>;; Sorry too ;w; )
(( It's fine xD It actually amused me to no end~ ))
brightens up now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up. He pats the other's back, 'It's okay... but since you're here how about a_
sways a bit at the pat. Oh hey, he thought he's going to be yelled at just now. He laughed awkwardly and nods. "Coffee sounds nice."
( owo really? XD I found this strange site today about Australia~ >w>; )
(( oooh, link~? And yes, because I have a friend from New Zealand and he said Australian's call them sheep shaggers XD ;;; ))
( and lol what. XDDDDDDD Sheeps are cute though ;3; )
(( They're really not. I live in Scotland which is covered in them and they're dirty ;; ))
smiles, 'I make the best cup of coffee mate, you won't be disappointed.' He winks before disappearing into the kitchen. He's expecting the_
other to follow, obviously. 'How do you take it?'
( ;; oh aw... Scotland... how does haggis taste like? )
a bit confused as to what he should do and just stands there for a while before following him to the kitchen. -
"... My coffee you mean? I uh... yanno how to make ristretto?"
((It tastes yummy =) It's pretty much spiced meat. Very filling
))
looks at him, 'Ristrewhatto?'
( O: I'm always curious about it since it looked really different from foods here. XD )
"Ristretto." He shifted a bit, feeling uncomfortable. "You don't know?"
shakes his head, moving away from the coffee machine, 'Nah I don't... maybe you could teach me if my machine can do it?' He smiles_
reassuringly, not wanting to scare the other.
looks at him and then at the coffee machine before nodding. "Alright then. Let's see..." He tries to do it like he usually does, but-
the machine feels kinda different from the one he has in his home. ( ;w;
orz )
watches, rather curious what he is making. He is never heard of the drink before... he usually just has black with two sugars. 'Maybe you_
could make me one too mate... if you wouldn't mind?'
(( Ahhh okay... he would of understood Expresso xD ))
( It's like a variation of it. XD Oh gosh Italians are picky with their coffee /went out with one for a few days >w>; )
looks at the result and frowns. It's not really like the one he's used to drinking back home, but... Beggars can't be choosers. "You sure?"
tells him the taste will be quite strong.
nods, 'I'm sure.' He grins, he's used to bitter... he came up with Vegemite after all. 'I'd be really chuffed if you made me one.'