MaPhilIndo: Craziness of the Sisters.

Games

*in the world meeting, Phil gets bored and decides to play with her sisters.

Phil: *pokes Indon and Mal besides her. She's in the middle eh*

Phil: Ate, let's play.

Mal: What game? I'm kinda, actually not kinda, I'm so, so, so, so bored, so I decided to deal with your childishness.

Indon: Rude.

Indon: so, what game it is, Piri-piri?

Phil: lol. Ate, don't call me that. I'm not a bird. Either way, the game is One word at a time.

(A/N: Ya know Piri-piri from Harvey Beaks? No? Okieee.)

Indon: Explain the mechanics.

Phil: We are going to say one word, alternatively, until we create a story.

Mal: Just that?

Phil: Yes.

Indon: Who first?

Mal: Me.

Phil: Okay. Let's start.

(A/N: This is very random.)

Mal: When

Phil: I

Indon: was

Mal: a

Phil: little

Indon: girl

Mal: I

Phil: saw

Indon: a

Mal: boy

Phil: who

Indon: likes

Mal: cookies

Phil: and

Indon: cream

Mal: and

Phil: mango

Indon: steen

Mal: *shooks her head* and

Phil: dogs

Indon: and

Mal: cats

Phil: and

Indon: blah

Mal: what blah?

Indon: I don't know.

Phil: Don't stop. Wait... Where did we stop?

Mal: When I was a little girl I saw a boy who likes cookies and cream and mango-steen and dogs and cats and blah. We stop at blah.

Indon: wow. You still remember it all.

Mal: I have a long term memory.

Phil: while ate Mal had a long term memory, the author has short term memory, that's why she forgot about us.

Wyn: *pops out behind Phil to scared her but she didn't even flinch. Epic fail for Wyn* HECK, DUDE! I'M BUSY.

Phil: yeah. Right. Busy. *rolls eyes* Busy crying every night for nonsense reasons, reading fantasy and mature books, and even trying to write one.

Wyn: well, I am. But I didn't write any mature scene on my books (Lol. What a lie. I actually try but, I failed. So, I stick to fantasy XD (Ps. I still don't publish it. I'm scared it will end up nothing but trash)) and I'm just depressed. Or something like that. I don't know.

Phil: get lost.

Wyn: Whatever. *disappears*

Phil: continue to the game.

Mal: okay fine.

Mal: blah

Phil: *glares at Mal* blah your face.

Mal: *glares back* since when you start being a savage or whatever you call that shit, huh?

Phil: I don't know.

Indo: who's turn is it now?

Phil: Mal.

Mal: Tss... Okay.

Mal: When I was a little girl I saw a boy who likes cookies and cream and mango-steen and dogs and cats and blah...

Mal: Blow

Phil: nut

Indon: job.

Mal: that sound so wrong. Err... Is

Phil: what

Indon: Neth

Mal: do

Phil: in

Indon: his

Mal: life

Phil: *laughs* while

Indon: sniffing

Mal: cocaine

Phil: *laughs hysterically* tangina

Indon: *laughs too* this

Mal: *snorts* mah

Phil: *still laughing* dudes. *wheezes*

Phil: ahahahahahaha. Shit. *is crying from too much laughter*

Indon: *laughing with Phil* I- hahahahaha c-can't breath. Hahahahahaha.

Mal: *snorts* that sounds so wrong in every way. Hahahaha.

Everyone in the meeting is room: *heard it all* *laughs*

Neth: I heard that. I don't blow nut as job and I don't sniff coccaine. *irritated*

Belgium: *laughs* that's so funny. Hahahaha.

Neth: *is red from embarrassment* *leaves*

Spain: he's so red. Like a tomato. Jajajajaja.

Belgium: I know. Hahahahahaha.

*And because of that, everyone stops the meeting and play the freaking game* *It was approved by Germany, because they beg, especially Italy. He can't say no to him. Pastaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~*

Hope you like this chap.

Love lotsss <3

-Wyn <3