RP w/ ShayLlama

"We just want to retrieve whatever you guys f*cking stole. Now tell." She put the tip of her blade to his neck, pressing down so she drew a small amount of blood.
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Fae looked up at her father, "Je t'aime." She cuddled up against him.

I have an idea, but it's f*cking messed up.

He flinched, "We only took food, ja? W-we need it for the-" he coughed. "Little kids."
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What is this idea?

Ya know how Hetalia's messed up and such? Yeah... My idea is so bad that it makes Germancest or Italy-cest look okay... But it'll make this rp a WHOLE LOT more interesting. It's an idea only to be rp'd by people who are pretty sick f*cks. What if, on top of France being Fae's dad, they also have a sort of incestuous relationship. Like, they love each other like a father and daughter, but LOVE each other like lovers. See... F*cking messed up. Hehe... Sorry? I think I may be more sick in the head than f*cking.... Everyone.
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Her gaze softened and she sheathed her sword, "Little kids? Why didn't you just send one person to ask for food...? I'm sure Bast, Mr. D, and Chiron would've given it to you... They might've even offered to let you guys stay here... We'd build more cabins, and..." She looked over at Wheatley, then at Esben, "Tell us where they're at, and how to defrost the big house, and we promise to help you so you won't have to steal anymore. You'll be safe here."

"Only I can defrost that house of yours." He sighed, still wearing his fox mask. "You wouldn't want us with you. Even in safety we attract monsters. Trolls, dragons, demons. You name it we've got it. Plus, we need snow. I don't think you'd enjoy freezing temperatures everyday. Especially wheat boy over there."
Wheatley frowned, "Why did you steal it? Really, we would've just given you some."
"My teammates are quiet. They like to stay incognito. Talking to you would give them away."
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Aw fck no, Llama. *smacks*

Aw... Why not? I think it'll be fun. And it fits France. And the fact that people say that the Eiffel tower is his you-know-what, and that's in Paris, and Fae IS Paris. It only makes sense. *Laughs so hard that I snort and get a weird look from Mom*
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Lily sighed, stepping back, off of him, "Please defrost the big house, and tell them that from now on, just ask for food from us. We'll give it to you."

Its weird. I can't stand inc3st ships. >
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"That.... will not be necessary." A soft, female voice said, coming up behind them.
"Aren't you a little late to the party?" Espen chuckled. He stood.
Wheatley spun around, only to be met by an overly-sharp skipole at his neck, "Aiyah!" He screeched, falling backwards.
The girl chuckled, "Wimp. Come on, Espen. We need to go. You don't have time to make friends."

I love 'em. Please! Just this one rp. I'll never ask you to do another incestuous idea of mine again, I promise!
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Lily looked at the girl, "Is the house already defrosted? We can't just leave them in there. Bast and Mr. D will tear each other to pieces."

Espen sighed, shaking his head. "One second." He climbed in to the tree and dashed away to the camp.
Wheatley frowned. "And you are?"
"A skier from Norway, ja?"

Lily frowned and walked over closer to Wheatley. She took his left hand in her right.

You didn't answer my serious begging question... Please?

He stood and sighed, "Anyone else gonna sneak up?"
"Only the Leader." Another voice laughed. "Cathy, please done be a jerk. Put your skiis away."
Cathrine sighed and did as he said, "Alright."
Wheatley turned around again.
"I'm Leif Henriksen. Son of Odin." The voice said, pulling up his white fox mask.
"Wheatley."

No.

Fine... They can be very close though, oui? Like best friends as well as father and daughter?

Fae leaned on her father, curled up beside him, "Je t'aime Daddy..."
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Lily held Wheat's hand. She looked at Leif, "I'm Lily."

He held out his hand, smiling kindly. "My sincerest apologies for any trouble we have caused.... but these kids.... they've been through a lot. We can't let them starve on top of what's happened to them."
Wheatley nodded.
Espen returned, frost running up his arm. He grinned. "Let's go."
"Wait, don't we have a seasonal god, Lily? There might be a way for them to stay at the camp."
"Pardon?" Leif blinked. "If we could we would but.... how?"

"Did you enjoy roanokes company?" He asked.

Lily nodded, "Sort of. My mother and sister control the seasons together. Is there an Egyptian god of Seasons, per chance?"
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"Oui, I suppose, though I think he may have been staring at my arse the whole time." She smiled, "Not that that's a bad thing. Usually my breasts get all the attention."

"Maybe..."
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France chuckled.

Lily sighed.
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Fae looked up at him.

"Don't spend too much time with America and his family, oui? I don't want you to catch their stupid."
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"What are you proposing?"
"There might be a way to expand the camps protective barrier so that we can have a section just for you. With the help of a seasonal god, we could make it so that its always winter, but only in your part of camp."
"Ah..... that could work."

"Oui, sir. I understand." She cuddled up against him.
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Lily nodded, "That would work! Zeus could actually do both of those if he so wished. Jalixto could convince him to."

"Truly? No joke?" Leif asked, looking shocked.
Espen perked up, "Should I go get some of our enchanters to help?"
Wheatley shook his head, "You guys get the food to your camp. We can send Apple to get you in the morning. Meet here."

"Good."

Fae smiled, "Je t'aime."
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Lily smiled, "We'll have it all ready tomorrow."

"Okay. Thank you. Very much." Leif said, nodding.
The norwegians left.
Skip?
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"I love you too." He mumbled. "Now, get to bed. We have to go see Spain and Prussia tomorrow."

Yeah... Think Lily and Wheat would've gotten together that night, even though Darrin had died that day? You start.
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Fae nodded, "Oui. Goodnight, Daddy." She stood up and walked to her room. She changed into her pajamas, pulled her blonde hair down, then laid in her bed and went to sleep.