video - bakery's specials!

[savemegermany]

Ve, there have been a lot of strange things going on lately - scary things! - so today's bakery special is fairy cookies!

[ he pans over to cute fairy cookies neatly wrapped. ]


And to do with that, fairy wands!

I have all sorts of colors. I just decorated some pink wands. I wanted something warm. Blue is too cold right now.

I also made some scary cookies! T-teeth!

Marshmallows, cherry, chocolate chips, and scary. I-I don't think they'll eat anyone.
[ he had to have a local take them out of the oven because they looked like they'd eat him. ]

It's really warm in the bakery. Someone come join me. I'm still cold.

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action forever! /o/

[copesetic]

Hello. You have a lovely bakery. I may purchase some bread to take with me as well.

[It smells so good. There's no smell that evokes childhood for him like that of baking bread or pastry. It puts him in a bit of a nostalgic mood.]

action \o\

[savemegermany]

Ve, thanks! Take your pick. I don't charge, but I'll always take trades. [ half the paintings on the wall are trades. ]

[copesetic]

Trades?

[He blinks. He hasn't found many places left in the world that do that, not since the war. Capitalism is generally the way of things. You pay or you starve. It's nice to see the resurgence of old world values.]

I'm afraid I don't have much.

[He motions to the art on the walls.]

I haven't painted in years. I do write music on occasion though, if that's of interest.

[He would feel odd giving nothing, even if he knows his musical skills aren't what they used to be before he was made a cyborg. He can write it just as well, but playing it...]

[savemegermany]

Don't worry about it. [ despite being a huge economic country himself, he didn't mind making the economy here a bit lopsided. It all straightened itself out somehow, though the way was a bit creepy, to be honest. ]

I do like music though. Austria always played the piano, and I liked listening to him play this pretty music.

[copesetic]

Austria...

[First "Germany's house" and now Austria playing the piano?]

Ah, pardon my asking, but is there a reason you keep referring to countries as people?

[As far as he knows, nations are just a people within borders of land, not individuals in their own right.]

[savemegermany]

Ve, because at home, we are people. Well, we're still people here. I haven't turned into a land mass yet.

[copesetic]

[That clears up absolutely nothing whatsoever.]

...what?

[savemegermany]

[ he's used to this sort of reaction. ]

I'm a country. I'm Italy~

[copesetic]

How are you...?

[He should have guessed it was too good to be true. A little slice of Europe in Vatheon and it turns out to be run by a crazy person. Idly he has to wonder how long this guy has been here to make him snap and think he's a country, and just how long before he starts down the same road.]

How long have you been here?

[savemegermany]

[ except that he really is the country. ]

Ve~, I think about two years now?

[copesetic]

[Prove it.]

I see. That's quite a long time. If you're Italy as you say and you're gone from the world, though, seeing as this is another planet, wouldn't the nation cease to exist while you're absent?

[Normally he'd just let it go but he continues to feel trapped and isolated here so even a negative conversation is at least something.]

[savemegermany]

[ well that's a bit hard to do. ]

Ve, time stands still back home when you're here, so technically I haven't really gone anywhere.

[copesetic]

[Fair point. He's just going to leave it, this isn't going to get him anywhere.

The tension in Albert's shoulders eases and he lets out a quiet sigh.]

I apologize. The manner in which we were brought here dredges up all kinds of negative things. It's unfair to take them out on you.

[Even if he does still think he's crazy, but... what's the harm? He's not hurting anyone.]

[savemegermany]

Ve, ve, that's alright. You haven't tried to kidnap me or take over my house, so we're good~

You never told me your name!

[copesetic]

Oh, my name. I'm Albert. Albert Heinrich.

[He only hesitates a moment, wondering briefly if he should give his number instead of his name, but... well, perhaps here, around people who think they're walking countries, his own struggle with his humanity seems a bit strange. He'd rather be thought of as a person than a number in any case.]

[savemegermany]

It's nice to meet you, Albert! I hope we can become good friends~

[copesetic]

[He smiles in spite of himself, Italy's enthusiasm not really allowing for any pall to stay over the conversation.]

It's nice to meet you as well.

[Even if he's still pretty convinced you're nuts.]

[savemegermany]

Ve, so what sort of bread and pastries would you like? Your request is still baking~

[copesetic]

[Oh, right, bread. He'd said he wanted some.]

A loaf of whole grain, if you don't mind. Something dense with a thick crust.

[savemegermany]

Sure, sure!

[ he pulls some bread out from the display behind him. Fresh, dense, some grains showing in the crust. ]

How's this?

[copesetic]

Looks good. I plan on making a tomato soup to go with it.

[That is, if Jet hasn't destroyed his kitchen already. Personally he's still staying in the hotel, but he'll need an actual set up to cook and invading his friend's apartment for an evening doesn't seem like a bad plan.]

[savemegermany]

That'll go perfectly with this bread~

[copesetic]

Great. I'm looking forward to it.

[It does smell awfully good. And speaking of things that smell good...]

How much longer is there on the cake?

[savemegermany]

Should be done really soon~

[ DING! ]

There it is!

[ he goes to the back to pull it out of the oven. following is welcome. ]

[copesetic]

[Albert follows only as far as the counter, but he does lean over a bit to peer in the back as Italy pulls the cake off the spit. The sight and smell brings a small smile to his face and a pang of homesickness to his heart.

Well, he won't be here for long. Not if he has a choice.]

It looks wonderful!