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*My hand pauses, the water glass still in my grip. I look at him, my expression a mix of exhaustion and disbelief.* Are you serious? *I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose.* Fine. Just... go sit down somewhere quiet. I'll deal with you in a minute.

*Libya nods weakly* Okay... *he stumbles out, holding his stomach*

*I watch him go, my shoulders slumping in exhaustion. I close the door with a soft sigh, leaning my head against it for a moment before turning back to you.* The water, France. Let's see if this helps. *I hold the glass out to him.*

USA: *secretly puts oil inside the cake mix* China: *watching his cookies bake* Russia: *doesn't know what to make* Japan: *looking for ingredients to make brownies*

*I'm icing cupcakes, writing "67" on every cupcake*

*Russia walks over to you* Russia: What are you doing?