towerofanimus | ( OPEN ) VIENA

Characters: Lithuania and YOU
Setting: [F10] Midday
Format: Action, but whatever works for you is totally cool.
Summary: Lithuania is relaxing among the fish. Also there is food involved. Feel free to invite yourself to it, he won't mind...too much.
Warnings: Nothing?? If it changes I'll change this??

[ The amount of sweets on the cafeteria menu was okay with Lithuania at first. He didn't particularly enjoy a sugar overdose, but every once in a while was alright. After the second meal of apple pie, ice cream, and root beer, he'd had enough and have taken it upon himself to make his own dishes. This proved difficult though when the kitchen was filled with mostly sugar, ice cream, and other ingredients that didn't really help him in making anything that wasn't a cavity waiting to happen. Apples, however, were a familiar fruit, and one he knew he could do a lot with.

In a small cloth sack he'd retrieved from his trunk, he'd packed a small lunch consisting of what he could make; apple kompot, a few apple sandwiches with sauteed oatmeal in a kind of sugar glaze, some of the pre-made apple pie, and then of course just the plain fruit itself. It proved to taste a little better than what was on the menu, he found, though he had made more than enough for one person.

Because the cafeteria proved proved dubiously filled with loudness, Lithuania had decided to try someplace else. After scaling nearly a dozen floors, he found Floor Ten, filled with water and fish floating around. It was magnificent and he couldn't help but marvel at it. It was quiet, though, and that was all he wanted. He sat on the base of the stairs, eating, wondering if the fish were hungry as well, since he knew HE couldn't eat all this food by himself... ]

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[ He hadn't known Hungary was there or he'd at least have said hello. Lithuania needs to get out more. ] She couldn't have gone anywhere. We can't leave.

France told me that people can disappear from the tower and junk. So I guess she's like...gone. [Which is actually a pretty big bummer.]

[ That's really nerve wracking to say the least. He's suddenly not that hungry. ] If that's true, something like that might even happen to us.

Nah! I totally wouldn't just let us go away. [He gives him a grin because okay, let's not get worried here.]

[ That isn't an option, really. ] I doubt that's something we can control ourselves!

[Oh boy, here we go. Lithuania worrying. Good thing Poland's used to this.] Wow, talk about a lack of faith here! I've totally got this. I won't let you disappear.

[ He will never get completely used to your mentality, Poland. ] You can't just control who leaves and when , Poland. Either of us could vanish and we can't do anything about it!

[Poland sighs and holds out his pinky.] It'll be a Polish pact that neither of us will vanish, okay? And that's a totally serious pact.

[ He stares at his pinky. ] What if one of us does, though? It's completely possible and your pinky can't do anything about that.

[Poland pouts and shoves the pinky into his face almost. Just take the pinky already.] My pinky won't stop it, I'll stop it! I'll protect us and stuff like that, duh.

[ He could go into a lecture about how fate and whatever powers that be in the tower weren't going to care much about that, but he's learned it's really not much use. He takes his pinky and links it with his friends, squeezing it gently. ]

Just...be careful.

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[Poland's pleased with that and he smiles, still holding his pinky as he grabs another sandwich to eat.] And these aren't too totally bad.

[ Poland can let go anytime. ] Really? I hope so. They don't really have much to work with in the kitchen at the moment, so I did what I could.

[He's not letting go.] You need to cook more. I am so sick of cafeteria food and France won't like, cook for me every day.

[ Neither is he, mostly because he doesn't really notice all that much. ] I wouldn't mind if it wasn't all so sweet. Everything I made was sweet too, but there's not much I can do with just sugar and fruit.

[Then there's no reason to let go.] I miss pork. [He misses meat.]

[ If you say so. There's more important things to think about right now anyway. Like food. ] Even with meat, there isn't much to season it with here. Simple meatloaf and bacon would be easy, though. Making dinner here would be a little difficult.

[ Mentally going through what all he can make with bread and apples right now. ]

You're such a drag sometimes. [Letting down his hopes of meat.] I wonder if like, we can throw in suggestions to this place because I am seriously wanting some sausage or something.

It's not my fault, it's this tower! I'd love to have vegetables and pork and seasonings that aren't so...pastry friendly...Do you think they'd listen? [ The things he would briefly imagine doing for beets right now, man. ]

They want us all happy and stuff, right? [And his mouth is watering at the idea of Lithuania's dinners again.] You'd have to make a whole bunch of Polish food for me!

I think so. [ He'd take another sandwich half but his hand is...occupied. He's kind of starring at it now. ] I'll see what I can do, I suppose. It depends on what all they get.

I'll like, write them a sternly worded letter or something. It'll totally work. [His letters are always useful.]

[ Wiggles his finger; really now. ]

...are you sure that's a good idea, Poland? Your letters aren't usually very effective.

[Poland notices that, but he's not moving his pinky. This is friend bonding time, okay.] They worked with Russia!

[ Wiggling it still. They can bond without holding pinkies. ] No they didn't! He just sent those stupid chain letters to me and Estonia and Latvia!

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