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[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[Chocolates were supposed to be harmless, weren't they? So it was something else making her feel like this, all warm and needy and stupidly French. Tabernac. Home, it would be easy enough to get rid of this feeling. There were always things to do -- sports or even just going for a long walk in the snow. Nothing like piles and piles or snow or a good shootout to get your mind off of dirty things.

And so that's why Maggie's in a stream. Not on the bank or floating down it or anything like that, just standing there with water up to her knees, the bottom of her skirt wet from every time she bends over to pet one of the colourful fish in the stream.

She's well aware it's not dignified in the slighest but honestly, the thoughts in her mind right now need to go.]

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[sororite]

It is not. Chèrie, I have forced myself to accept that you do not take after me in regards to the appreciation of love. But just because it does not interest you usually, that does not make it stupid. Repressing your emotions is. What you are feeling is perfectly normal.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Fine, but aren't you the slightest bit worried that I'm... sick or something? I don't usually have these thoughts but here, today, in this stupid garden, they won't leave me alone.

And... and I'm not saying having them is wrong or a sign of illness, before you accuse me of that. I'm just saying it's wrong for me and honestly... it makes me uncomfortable.

[sororite]

[Sighs and strokes Canada's hair.] Oui, oui... It is true this place and la Reine can do strange things to people, if that is what you are considering.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

I just want it to stop so I can go back to having sensible thoughts that I enjoy.

[sororite]

Ssh... Mm, well, I always find the solution to be finding an... outlet, as it were. But if you're so opposed to that idea, I really don't know.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

I was really hoping it would go away on its own... Stupid body.

[sororite]

It should eventually, ma chère, if you ignore it... But I am still certain that is not healthy for a young girl. I wish you wouldn't.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

It's just not in my make-up, Maman. I like my nature and sports, not romance and bed things. And, tabernac, I'm probably the least experienced Nation around. Five hundred years and this is the worst I've felt...

[sororite]

All the more reason for you to get it out of your system.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[sororite]

[Pets Canada's hair and makes comforting noises. She's always right, but if Canada wants to hide from her fate a little longer, she'll indulge her.] There, there...

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Merci pour listening to my foolishness, Maman.

[sororite]

Any time, ma petite. What else am I here for?

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

I dunno. But I'm really glad you are.

[sororite]

[S-so awkward, Canada. But France smiles gently anyway, a little touched by that sentiment.] I'm glad I can be here for you too, chèrie. It is my job to guide you through these troubling times~

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Do you have anywhere to be? Or... can you maybe sit with me a while?