"Good day, Sir Teletubby, would you like some tea? What's that, Flying Mint bunny? Would you like some too? Oh stop, you! It's my pleasure!"
Not only was he carrying a conversation with his imaginary friends, but he was also wearing a tiara…a pink miniskirt… and Tights. Surprisingly, America found it looked kind of… attractive on him… 'Wait a minute, what the hell was I just thinking?' America shook the thought out of his head abruptly, mumbling to himself.
"Anyways, just what are you doing, England?" He pondered.
"I'm having a tea party, you git." England glared, "Would you care to join us?"
"Erm… I think I'll pass…" America said, as he stared at the empty chairs. Clearly, England was out of his mind. He paused. "