I can't forget the taste of the paella I ate before ♪

[koyo]

Characters: Spain and YOU
Format: [action]
This log is: open
Location: Fortitude Cafeteria. Breakfast. Lunch. Dinner. Whenever.
Summary: In which Spain realizes he forgot to ask for rights.
Warnings: General pathetic-ness. 

( Spain is in the cafeteria, sitting with his head on the table. He's mumbling things to himself in Spanish along the lines of "I forgoooot. This isn't faaaaair." Whatever it is, he sounds pretty miserable. After some time, he whines in English, )

I'm hungryyyyyyy. . . ! 

Comments

[koyo]

Of course. You think I'm from the Americas again, don't you?

( And that wasn't funny the first time and it wasn't funny any other time either, amigo. )

[fifty]

No? What part of I don't know you don't you get? Why would I have any idea where you're from?

[Apprently he is not from the Americas, though! Good to know, maybe.]

[koyo]

I don't expect you to know where I'm from. ( Because apparently going to war and not knowing where to find the countries on the maps is an American thing to do. ) Ay, what's wrong with your head? Did you--

Ah, the memories.

[fifty]

What, you think they took my memories of you?

[Good, you seem stupid and also like a jerk. Swirling his food around.]

Who are you, then?

[koyo]

Or you're just that hopeless.

I'm--! ( Ugh, he'll remember properly some day. ) You can call me Antonio.

[fifty]

Fine. You already know who I am, I guess, so you already know what to call me or whatever.

[koyo]

Of course. I said your name earlier.

[fifty]

...No you didn't.

[koyo]

America.

[fifty]

That's not my name.

Are you one of those weird country people?

[koyo]

Sí and you are too.

[fifty]

[SIGHING.]

No, I'm not. I guess I look like one of you guys 'cause England thought I was some other guy, too, but I'm Alfred and where I'm from people aren't countries.

[koyo]

Ay Dios mio, do you mean there can be two of you now? ( Groaning, ) Just what the world needed.

[fifty]

I mean I'm not America. What's your problem, anyway?

[koyo]

Of course you-- ( Pause, ) Ay, are you serious?

[fifty]

Yes!

[Why are you impossible.]

I'm Alfred, I'm fifteen, I was going to go to a school for superpowers before I ended up here, I'm not America!

[koyo]

( You know, Spain was believing him until the very end, )




. . . Jaja, very funny. Ay, do I look like an idiot to you? Super powers!

[fifty]

Why not super powers? You're the one telling me I'm a country.

[koyo]

( That incredibly awkward moment when America Alfred makes a good point. )





Well, it's true.

[fifty]

No it's not. Even if I was it's not any weirder than me having super strength and stuff.