It's the most wonderful tiiiiime of the year. For mistletoe!

[ceded]

Oh no, mistletoe!

 

SHOOT. Who put that there?! Well, you’re caught - pucker up!

How to Play

1. Post your character and canon in the subject line
2. Next person who responds is the one you’re caught under the mistletoe with!
3. Go as awkward, sweet, or embarrassing as you like! (Quick cheek peck? Full French? Sure! But you have to kiss or the Nargles will get you!)
4. Comment, Tag, and catch others under the mistletoe. Have fun!

Gratuitously stolen from bakerstreet.

Comments

[morethanpasta]

Ve!

[Well, as far as being stuck under a mistletoe with someone, this is... unexpected.

North Italy makes a few more nervous "ve" noises and stares some more and tilts his head to the side. Nope, he's still looking scary.]

We're supposed to kiss.

[kingofthekoopas]

...WHAT?!

[The sudden appearance of this little fellow going 'VE!' and saying they have to kiss has the Koopa king somewhere between wanting to laugh in faux amusement, or simply conk him on the head with a clawed fist. He peers down at the guy, hairy, flame-colored brows twitching, and thinks of his next response.]

...


...


...WHAT?!?!

Oh look they are equally eloquent this is clearly fated

[morethanpasta]

[That little fellow gives a high-pitched squeak when he is bellowed at, he covers his head with his hands. He's used to being bobbed on the head by exasperated people.

He peers up at him, giving him a small, hopeful.] Uhuh! There's mistletoe up there. You're supposed to kiss under mistletoe.

It's ro~man~tic~!

What Is This I Don't Even

[kingofthekoopas]

[He blinks. Looks up at the mistletoe, then back down at the cowering little mammal. He blinks again.

He opens his mouth, seeming to struggle to even find the words, too shocked by this character's apparent insistence at this tradition to even be angered by this.]

...You HAVE to be yanking my tail!

Crack seasoned with more crack.

[morethanpasta]

[Feliciano's eyes go wide with alarm, he shakes both his head and his hands.] Nooo! I don't want to yank your tail that sounds painful and you would probably kick me if I yanked your tail and I don't like being kicked!

[Thinking thinking thinking.]

I could kiss your cheek.

...

[kingofthekoopas]

[Insistent little mammal, isn't he!?]

YOU can kiss my knuckles, kiddo!

[morethanpasta]

Uwah!

[Threats? This calls for teary wounded puppy eyes.]

You're so mean! I only asked for a kiss pretty girls want to kiss me all the time!

[kingofthekoopas]

[He leaned down, his expression one of half-concern, half barely-constrained annoyance. His brow twitched.]

...Do I look like a pretty girl to you?

[morethanpasta]

[Um... Well...

GULP.]

No~? You don't look like a girl. But I'm sure you're a pretty... what are you?

[shit's getting real]

[kingofthekoopas]

[It will always come back to this, won't it?]

[Bowser growls.]

I'm King of the Koopa clan! I eat rodents like you for a between-meal snack! YOU want to kiss ME?

[Visibly enraged, he leans in closer, his fanged, gaping maw roaring and blustering in the little Italy's face, teeth all around his head, hot breath sending the fellow's hair blowing as if from a superheated tropical storm.]

DO YOU?!?

[morethanpasta]

[This nation has never been brave, not on his best days and surrounded by allies.

With no allies in sight and a giant maw threatening to devour him whole, there is not even a scrap of bravery to be found in the cowering, bawling creature.] No! No no no no no no please don't eat I don't taste good I'm chewy and I taste funny and I had garlic for lunch please don't eat me I surrender!

[He kneels on the ground with his hands over his head, hoping he could simply disappear into the ground.]