Norway: I need to get some coffee, be right back little bro *walks away*
Iceland: *SIGHS*
Iceland: *wanders around the meeting room*
Mr. Puffin: *on his shoulder* Where we going?
Iceland: I don't know, just shut u- *bumps into someone*
Canada: O-Ow
Kumajiro: *lazily hanging from Canada's shoulder* !!!!
Iceland: Oh, my- I'm so sorry! Are you okay..... uh...?
Canada: U-Uh... I'm Canada
Iceland: Sure you are-
Canada: .....
Iceland: Well... Let's go puffin-..... Mr. Puffin? *looks around*
Canada: *notices Kuma ain't there*
Meanwhile, not too far away
Kumajiro: So, who are you?
Mr. Puffin: I'm motherfucking Puffin! Mr. Puffin for you
Kumajiro: Oh. I'm Kuma
Mr. Puffin: Okay
Kumajiro: Where's your owner?
Mr. Puffin: You mean my boy? He's- oh shit he not here
Kumajiro: Weird... my human isn't here either
Mr. Puffin: ICELAND ICELAND OMG ICELAND WHERE ARE THOU.... THEE... I DON'T KNOW
Kumajiro: I'll help you find your owner... If you help me find mine
Mr. Puffin: Hm..... Deal! If you back out, I'll murder you
Kumajiro: Oh, if Canadia finds out you murdered me he'll murder you, pluck your feathers off one by one and save you for Thanksgiving. Got that?
Mr. Puffin: ........ I like you already, kid
Kumajiro: Are you older than me?
Mr. Puffin: I don't know, am I?
Kumajiro: Is that some sort of insult-
Mr. Puffin: WE NEED TO FIND ICEBITCH LET'S GO *hops on Kuma's back*
Kumajiro: -_- I'm not some sort of wild animal
Mr. Puffin: Hey, I'd carry you around any time but ye're too heavy for me
Kumajiro: How about you fly?
Mr. Puffin: I'M USED TO BEING TRANSPORTED NOW GO
Kumajiro: UGH
So their quest began...
Mr. Puffin: *squints* Is that your owner?
Kumajiro: Huh- No, that's France. But don't get close to him *whispers* He smells weird
Mr. Puffin: *sniff*
Mr. Puffin: He smells like cheese
Kumajiro: And dirty stuff like..... profanities
Mr. Puffin: I didn't know a profanity was a smell
Kumajiro: *squinting* Well now it is, and THAT is what it smells like
Mr. Puffin: Ew... Hey, what does your owner smell like?
Kumajiro: He smells like maple and warmness
Mr. Puffin: Oh, that's nice. Mine smells like a teenager. You know.... I can't explain it
Kumajiro: Yeah. I caught the scent. But it's a nice smell
Mr. Puffin: Yeah, it is. He also smells like mint and candy sometimes
Kumajiro: Mint? Does he like mint?
Mr. Puffin: He likes to eat mints sometimes to impress his friend.... I can't remember his name
Kumajiro: Oh? Are they good friends?
Mr. Puffin: I don't know. He sometimes hugs his friend and they do this weird type of teenage bonding
Kumajiro: Mr. Puffin...I think your owner is a gay
Mr. Puffin: A gay?! What do you mean???
Kumajiro: Don't worry! Mine is too but it's a secret
Mr. Puffin: And is that ok?
Kumajiro: In my country it's been ok for more than 11 years
Mr. Puffin: I feel like you're trying to rub something in my face
Kumajiro: Doesn't matter! We need to go find them now!!
Mr. Puffin: *jumps on Kuma* LET'S GO
Kumajiro: *neigh*
Will they ever find their owners? Stay tuned for part 2
