WHO DID THIS^
Today we had a picnic... AGAIN..
Anyways, somehow me and the Frog got in a fight... And I accidentally made him a smol child. And Russia popped out of nowhere. I don't really remember what happened with me being drugged but I think it ended alright. (:
I also tried cooking some pasta. I never really cook, more baking, but since that Italian always says pasta, why not give it a try, right? Wrong. Pasta is dangerous. I tried stirring the sauce but it got everywhere on my stove top. And Francis kept laughing at me. ): Either way, it was alright. Maybe I should bring some pasta for the next picnic?
(つ˵•́ω•̀˵)つ━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ҉̛༽̨҉҉ﾉ
Magic~
-A.K.
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Arthur Kirklands Journal
RandomEllo, I'm The personification of Britain. But you can call me Arthur. But NEVER Black Sheep of Europe! • You can also ask me questions here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ My quality journal, filled with rants about that bloody frog. And my world famous scone recipes...
