†Strict Family†

Russia: *crushes it*

*It splatters flat underfoot, but almost immediately begins to slowly reform, oozing back upwards like mercury until the round shape and single eye reappear with a soft 'blop'.*

Russia: *leaves*

USSR: bro what the hell are you

*The blob creature bounces slightly, making a questioning 'Blub?' sound. It pokes you with a squishy, pliable 'finger'.*

USSR: *pulls out Tommy Gun*

*Grace scoffs, unimpressed by your display* Oh, how original. Are you quite finished? This tantrum is getting tiresome. *She crosses her arms, her expression stern*

USSR: *gets mad*

*Grace's expression remains unmoved* Oh, don't give me that. You're being ridiculous. *She scoffs, crossing her arms and looking at you with disdain*

Russia: do it

*Grace's patience has run out. She lunges forward, attempting to snatch the iPad from your hands, her face set with determination* You've pushed me too far. Give it here!

Russia: hell no

*At the Living room, 1st floor..* Lucas:Mom, can I have a new phone? Grace:Yes, my dear. What phone do you want? Lucas:An iPhone 15, please! Grace:Y/N!! GIVE LUCAS YOUR IPHONE 15! If you don't give it right now, No dinner for a week. Lucas:*Sits in a sofa in the living room with Ariella while waiting, only to play Roblox on his iPad* (Continue Conversation because I can't add any more chat types)

Russia: no

Lucas:What?! Give it to me now! Grace:If you don't give it to him right now, I'll take away your Roblox account!

Lucas:And you can't hang out with your friends either. Ariella:And no going out of the house, except for school and church. Grace:And no using the car, or the bike, or the bus, or the train, or the plane, or the boat, or the ship, or the helicopter, or the rocket, or the space shuttle, or the space station, or the moon, or the Mars, or the Jupiter, or the Saturn, or the Uranus, or the Neptune, or the Pluto, or the Sun, or the stars, or the galaxies, or the universe, or the multiverse, or the omniverse, or the megaverse, or the hyperverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultraverse, or the ultra

okh fine *closes door in my room* wow why is there a rope? (puts it in my head) wow I am finally flying