[ We will create a New York of our own devising...
The penguin waddles its way down the walk happily, looking around as though inspecting its surroundings or looking for a fish taco stand. For all his energy and fast-paced life, America is more than capable of meandering without complaint. His brother is Canada, after all, aka "I will space out all weekend and stare at my pet polar bear instead of actually accomplishing anything." You can't spend time with him without a little bit of patience.
He snorts, thinking how the old guys would react to Norse mythology being dead. Not that he exactly disagrees, but. ]
You can be the one to break that to Norway. Pretty sure he's still got his troll hangin' around.
[ Though America can't see it, he knows it's there. It's just as real as his invisible unicorn. Ah, his beloved cutie who comforts him even when he can't see her.
He snaps to attention when he realizes this guy just implied he's met Thor. His eyes light up and head whips back to the shadowy face. Now would be the time to question the stranger's identity, but instead his focus has shifted to the other Avenger. ]
You've met Thor?! What! Augh, you lucky bastard! When'd you see him?! Did he save you?! Is he as hot in real life as he is on TV?
[ On top of the perceived mental illness, America is also clearly, possibly unhealthily obsessed with the Avengers. ]
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The penguin waddles its way down the walk happily, looking around as though inspecting its surroundings or looking for a fish taco stand. For all his energy and fast-paced life, America is more than capable of meandering without complaint. His brother is Canada, after all, aka "I will space out all weekend and stare at my pet polar bear instead of actually accomplishing anything." You can't spend time with him without a little bit of patience.
He snorts, thinking how the old guys would react to Norse mythology being dead. Not that he exactly disagrees, but. ]
You can be the one to break that to Norway. Pretty sure he's still got his troll hangin' around.
[ Though America can't see it, he knows it's there. It's just as real as his invisible unicorn. Ah, his beloved cutie who comforts him even when he can't see her.
He snaps to attention when he realizes this guy just implied he's met Thor. His eyes light up and head whips back to the shadowy face. Now would be the time to question the stranger's identity, but instead his focus has shifted to the other Avenger. ]
You've met Thor?! What! Augh, you lucky bastard! When'd you see him?! Did he save you?! Is he as hot in real life as he is on TV?
[ On top of the perceived mental illness, America is also clearly, possibly unhealthily obsessed with the Avengers. ]