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Indonesia was simply enjoying today’s pace slowly and leisurely, sitting on the porch in his casual shorts and tank top while drinking iced tea. It wasn’t too hot nor humid today, the breeze was cooling and soothing on his bare skin, gently lulling him to sleep, it was simply bliss.
Naturally, bliss isn’t meant to last.
SNAP!
He woke up to hushed noises and giggling around him.
“Shush! You’ll wake him up!”
SNAP! SNAP!
“Sorry lah! I can’t help it!”
SNAP!
He opened his eyes blearily, sleep fogging his view as he tries to make out the shapes before him. He blinked a few times, then rubbed his eyes to get rid of the lingering sleep.
“Hee~Hi, Kuya Indo!”
“Hi, Abang!”
Indonesia looked up to see Philippines grinning down at him, next to him was Malaysia who was also wearing a big grin on his face (in Indonesia’s still sleepy mind, he looked a lot like a cat…if cats can smile that is). Both of them wore similar shorts and tank tops as well.
“Piri? Mal? What are you two doing here?” Instead of answering him, the two grabbed him by the shoulders and proceed to squish their faces against his on each side as Philippines lifted his selfie stick up.
“Smile, Kuya!” “Eh?!” “Give us a BIG one, Abang!”
SNAP!
They released him just as quickly and hunched over the picture Philippines just took, snickering and giggling while Indonesia looked at them in utter confusion. Then as one, both of them gave him a thumbs up, “Nice one!”
“Bye now!” With that they dashed off as if for their lives, leaving a very perplexed Indonesia behind.
“What’s up with them?” He mumbled, reaching up to scratch at his head only to touch something that wasn’t there before. He pulled it to his eyes and saw…a ribbon? A pink ribbon…wait. He nervously touched his head to confirm that, yes, there’s a bunch of ribbons on his head. He then caught his reflection on the window, his hair was pulled, tied and bunched into tiny pigtails with a lot of cutesy ribbons.
‘Those idiots!!!’
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Singapore, Thailand and Vietnam were enjoying a light lunch together when they heard screams from somewhere. It sounded very familiar for some reason.
“What was that?” Vietnam asked nervously.
Thailand shrugged, “Who knows, stray cats, maybe?”
Singapore sighed, “Stray idiots more like.”
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Malaysia and Philippines groaned as they laid battered on the ground with lumps on their heads. Indonesia had caught them and proceed to deliver righteous justice on their asses as well as deleting their hard earned photos.
“Ah…Piri, that was fun.” Malaysia snickered.
“Totally…and you know what, Mal?” Philippines grinned.
“What?”
“I got all of it copied on Cloud.”
“…nice.”
End.