Liet: um...poland why are Du staring at my shirt?
Poland: *begins to sing* let me borrow that oben, nach oben let me borrow that oben, nach oben let me borrow that oben, nach oben i want to borrow that top
Liet: *confused face* eh...what poland?
Poland: *grabs Liet's shirt* that's such a cute top! that's such a cute top! i wanna borrow it let me borrow the oben, nach oben
Liet: *sighs and face plants*
Poland: aren't we friends? aren't we friends? so what's the problem? let me borrow the oben, nach oben
Liet: ugh..no thank Du Poland i don't want Du to borrow my top
Poland: let me borrow that oben, nach oben let me borrow that oben, nach oben let me borrow that oben, nach oben LET ME BORROW...

Poland sighed contently, HE. WAS. BORED. then he rolled over sighing again "what's wrong Poland?" Lithuania asked looking down at him. "Oh like nothings wrong, it just that i'm like, SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TOATLLY BORED" Poland sagte then he sighed again "you know i can take Du to that field that we were before...where...you..did that...you know....THING..." Lithuania sagte smiling instantly Poland sat up and placed his hands on Liet's cheeks "well...i was like..." then Poland began to Bewegen his head vorwärts-, nach vorn slowly, blushing. "Thinking of...like...a.....k-kiss"...