AnimefanDawn

You didn't care? It's interesting, in my opinion, and usually when I read about it, I can't stop. orz||| I think I'm going to be writing a few reports this month on History, and I have a few poems I'm going to be working on. :/

Arthur: Why do you always antagonize me? -glares at you and gets back up on his feet, dusting himself- You should get your own dress. I'm starting to believe you don't care about becoming a spouse.

I see, thanks for telling me, and giving me a short summary on it. :)

Arthur: Ow! You can do that yourself, I'm not going to be wearing a dress. -pushes you closer to the dresses- This is something you should get on your own! Stop asking me to do things that I'm not supposed to.

Really? Well maybe the movie itself is no good, lol, it could be that. My stomach doesn't hurt too easily either, I guess you could say. 8D I think I'm going to be having some grapes soon, since I like mah juicy fruit. o3o;

Arthur: Might you tell me what your idea wedding dress then? Because I've not a clue what you like. Could you please inform me? -puts the dress away, letting out a tired sigh-

You can't? o.o;; Oh, I see. GEEWWDDD. So you'll be eating soon, right? 8D When you start feeling hungry, I suggest you eat. Because if you don't eat anything for a long time, your stomach starts hurting, pretty badly. >>;; Well, that's how it is for me. So I've been making sure that doesn't happen. XD

Ivan: Sounds like a plan. -smiles sweetly and walks off, leaving Arthur alone.... for now-

Arthur: Okay, we'll stick with white okay? -rolls his eyes and searches for a white dress, pulling out a rather short sleeveless dress, it's very sparkly and glimmering- Do you like this one, at all? eue;;

It does? lol. :O Whyyyy not? Get a snack or somefin. :/ Your stomach is crying for food, feeeeeddd etttt..

Ivan: Hm? Why are you not permitting me to do? ...Shouldn't I decide that for myself?

Arthur: You want a new one? Well, you can help me search for one. -looking through the dresses, taking out a light pink-ish one with sleeves- Hey, look at this! You should get this one! 8O

Oh, I see. :O I take pretty much any historic movie seriously. Why don't you eat? >U -doesn't want you to starve yourself- Go into that kitchen and grab something to eat, naoooooooo! c:

Arthur: -looks at the dress with a hand on his chin, thinking- It doesn't look too bad, let's get it~ -pecks your cheek with his sweet lips- Here, I'll go buy it for you.

Ivan: -right behind Arthur, lifting his pipe up to hit his head, has a creepy smile on- .....

Well.. maybe because it's history? 8D And... We both like reading\watching about History?

Arthur: Well, it's not like you have any manners, missy. -glares, crossing his arms as he awaits for you, looking for Ivan with his eyes, hissing- Grrr.. Where is that little innocent monster?

Yeahhh.. You could say that, I guess. XD I was spoiled, very little, if anything. :U

Arthur: Everything bad makes your day. -whacks you in the head with his eyepatch, handing the dress to you, pushing you into the dressing room- Go in that room and try it on. D< We need to be sure it fits you for the big day.

Oh, da computer? Youuuu should pause it then, sorry. o3o;; WOW.... COOL. C: I wasn't too spoiled or anything, just... a bit bratified. :/

Ivan: -laughs a little when he sees you giggling so much, going to back to what he was looking at, keeping a sharp eye on Arthur for whatever reason-

Arthur: Will you quit laughing?! -nudges you in the elbow- orz|||| -shaking you a little but then stops- Geeze, you and Alfred just can't stop, huh?!

You might have to turn off your TV screen if that's going to make you eat. XDDD I remember when I was like three, my Dad would often take me shopping and he'd always let me get the things I wanted, lolz. I usually wanted food items though.. O.o;; Like dried prunes and other things.

Arthur: Ouch! -pushes the book out of his face and it leaves a big red mark on his cheek- Sheesh! What's the matter with you?

Ivan: -quietly sighs, walking off- .... You two are troublesome. -turns to look at Arthur- I wish I could grab your face and start slamming it with one of Hungary's cooking pans.... -mysteriously continues to walk away-