Liet: um...poland why are te staring at my shirt?
Poland: *begins to sing* let me borrow that superiore, in alto let me borrow that superiore, in alto let me borrow that superiore, in alto 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 superiore, in alto
Liet: *sighs and face plants*
Poland: aren't we friends? aren't we friends? so what's the problem? let me borrow the superiore, in alto
Liet: ugh..no thank te Poland i don't want te to borrow my top
Poland: let me borrow that superiore, in alto let me borrow that superiore, in alto let me borrow that superiore, in alto 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 detto then he sighed again "you know i can take te to that field that we were before...where...you..did that...you know....THING..." Lithuania detto smiling instantly Poland sat up and placed his hands on Liet's cheeks "well...i was like..." then Poland began to sposta his head inoltrare, avanti slowly, blushing. "Thinking of...like...a.....k-kiss"...