CALL SCRIPT (THIS WILL BE In 3rd PERON narrative)
Malaysia:do you all know how to call in a group call?
Indonesia: dang bro this is like a meeting. Zoom meeting.
ASEAN: OK hi everyone-
All of the people on the call: HEY ASEAN OH MY GOD LONG TIME NO SEE-
Thailand: All of us wanted to host a meeting but we realized that you left your computer at our workplace just near the basement -
Asean: wait I left it there? Oh my god -
Malaysia: ye bang.
Indonesia: luckily my cat didn't step or break it.
Asean: nevermind. Anyways how are you?
Malaysia: I am fine...
Thailand: Oh he is not fine. He bumped into someone and that someone wanted Mal's children.
Malaysia: Saya rasa orang itu adalah Israel. dia mahu saya bergaduh. jika saya menang saya boleh menjaga anak saya. jika tidak... saya hantar mereka untuk diterima pakai -
<Translation: I think that person is Israel. he wants me to fight. if I win I can take care of my child. if not... I send them for adoption ->
Asean: Malay, send my regards to your children and family.
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<♡ASEANS POV♡>
After that Call ended, I decided to hit the sack."Time for me to hit the sack. It's 10 pm already." I mumbled. Un and Nato just looked at me and looked around the room.
"The call ended right? Your children are cute." Un said.
"Since when are they my - " I said. "Oh yeah right, I adopted them."
"Silly Asean, always too busy to work and forgets the old things." Nato chuckled. "BTW, what's hit the sack?"
"It means to go to sleep. Shall we call the EU to update where he is? It's strange for him to randomly disappear into thin air." Un suggested, taking out her flip phone.
She opened the phone and started the dial EU's number. But then we heard a similar ringing sound outside of my room.
The ringing sound echoed as we exited my room...
"Eu?" UN whispered. "Is your phone there?"
UN was good at scaring us with that baby whisper. It echoed sound through the whole corridor. "Hey EU?" I asked.
The living room had a slight glow coming from the coffee table. We came closer until...
EU left his phone! No wonder the ringing came from here.
"That psycho left his phone here! Cet idiot a laissé son téléphone ici !" Nato exclaimed.
<translation: That idiot left his phone here!>
"Tch... bodohnya EU. Tinggalkan telephon bimbit lagi."
<Translation: stupid EU. Leaving the phone again.>
"So shall I call the European house?" Un asked.
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