- Translation by: spaceinvaderdud
- LJ Post
America: One AMERICAN sheep! Two American sheep! Three American sheep! FOUR AMERICAN SHEEP! Five American sheep! Six American sheep!
England: Hey…
America: Seven American sheep! Eight American sheep! Nine American sheep!
England: Hey!
America: TEN ALL-AMERICAN SHEEP!
England: HEY! Are you even trying to put me to sleep here?!
America: What are you so angry about? If you get that agitated, you won’t be able to sleep!
England: I can’t get to sleep because of the way you’re counting!
America: Geez, you’re so selfish. I got ya. Because you said so, I’ll just imitate your boring old counting style.
England: What’s so boring about the way I count?!
America: Yeah yeah, I’m counting now.
America: 11 boring sheep…12 boring sheep…
America: Mm…Sheep counting isn’t fun at all… I got it! I bet if I count my special favorite foods, I’d be a lot more fun!
England: H-Huh?
America: 13 tubs of ice cream! 14 tubs of ice cream! 15 tubs of ice cream! 16 tubs of ice cream! 17 juicy hamburgers! 18 Juicy Hamburgers! 19 JUICY HAMBURGERS! TWENTY JUICY HAMBURGERS!
England: STOOOOOOOPPP!
America: What is it?
England: Don’t “What is it?” me! You’re screaming your count and why in the bloody hell are you even counting something that isn’t even related to sheep?!
America: Huh, what’s wrong with that?! I got bored of counting sheep anyways.
England: I can’t take it… You can do whatever you want! We’re in the middle of a sleep-off anyways. With the way you’re counting, I’m never falling asleep. I’ll accept your defeat now!
America: W-What was thaatt?! A hero NEVER accepts defeat!
England: Then you should start taking this ser-
America: Hey hey, what are you doing, England?! Lie back down now! I’m going to continue counting!
England: All right, I got ya! Stop the yelling!
*Counts until 2:48. Counts 30 sheep.*
England: *yawns* Geez… You can do a pretty good job if you try.
America: Ohh? Ready to fall asleep? I knew that no matter how hard you tried to hide your old age, it’d still show!
England: What did you say?! I haven’t gone to sleep just yet!
America: Ha ha ha! Now then, let’s go on with the count!
*Counts until 4:07. Counts 40 sheep*
America: England? Englanddd~?
England: *mumbles*
America: Looks like he’s long gone now! Looks like I win!
England: I said not to nudge me so hard~…
America: Huh? Another one of his hallucinations? He must be dreaming of a past hallucination or something.
England: They’re not hallucinations…
America: Oops, looks like he’s still got some fight in him! Time for one final count!
*Counts until 5:41. Counts 50 sheep.*
England: *snores*
America: England?
England: *continues snoring*
America: See? I knew you slept before I could.
*wind blows and tree branch taps on window*
America: Ah! H-Hey, England! Wake up! You’re so cruel to sleep before me! England! Get up, England! I told you that I CAN’T SLEEP BECAUSE I’M TOO SCAAAAARRRRREEEEDDDDD!