Wonderland: Hello, Hubert, dear. ^-^

Kugelmugel: Hello..

Wonderland: Is something wrong, Dear?

Kugelmugel: Not really..
*With a lot of attitude*

Wonderland: Are you sure?

Kugelmugel: *Sits against the wall and draws*

...
Who are you..

You're pretty..

You'd make good art.

Wonderland: Oh so that's how..

Kugelmugel: ...
What?
*Looks at you*

Wonderland: Is that what others, only see in you?

Kugelmugel: ...
See me as what..?

Wonderland: What you just whispered before, Herbert, dear.

Kugelmugel: Huh?
Did I whisper?

Wonderland: *Nods*

Who are you?

Your pretty.

You'd make good art.
I believed you whispered..
Are you sure you're alright...

Kugelmugel: *Stops sketching and puts the pencil down looking at you*
Why does it matter and why you even care?
I'm busy.

Wonderland: Because I care.
I'm not what Peter thinks of Arthur.

Kugelmugel: ...
Roderich takes care of me.
I'm nothing like Peter.
He's loud and abrupt With simple things.
*Sighs*

Wonderland: I see Roderich found someone to keep company...
*Smiles*
And that's a good thing.

Kugelmugel: To keep me company?
What do you mean?
I'm lonely...

Wonderland: He used to be lonely like you.

Kugelmugel: .. He did?

Wonderland: Of course.
He felt like everyone left him.
Prussia, Italy and HRE

Kugelmugel: He treats me like crap because I'm a micro nation that wished to rebel from Austria.
Art was the independence the people in my area wanted.
*Begins to sketch again*
I'm art.
My people are art.
They're also Austrian.
So am I.

Wonderland: *Looks over his shoulder*
What a nice master piece you made.
*Smiles*

 Kugelmugel: ...
*Blushes slightly at the compliment*
​...
Do I look like a girl..
With my braids and long hair?
*Voice gets quiet*

Wonderland: No, you look fine and nice.
Just the way you are.

 Kugelmugel: ....
Thank you..
Austria called me a "She".
And so did Erland.. (Ladonia)
And Peter.. (Sealand)
And Wendy.. (Wy)
And Sebastian.. (Seborga)
*Frowns at the sketch book*
...
This isn't art at all.
*Rips it out and crumbles the nice drawing up.
Throwing it across the room*
I'll start again.

Wonderland: *Hugs him*
Hey.
Don't listen to them, I'm here for you and I don't think you are a girl.

Kugelmugel: *Keeps a plain face, turning the page*
...
Thank you, Miss Rose.
Do you know Lichtenstein?

Wonderland: No need to add miss, if you want.
Of course, a kind sweet girl/ country.

Kugelmugel: Okay.
...
Shes pretty..
Shes art too you know.
I Gave her a flower..
But she thought I was a girl..
I kinda liked her too..
But Mr. Austria and Mr. Switzerland don't like each other so we can barely talk.

Wonderland: I see
Isn't that cute.

Kugelmugel: She thought I was a girl. ..
She thought I was a girl and I never corrected her.
I went along with it because I'm shy..
So..
She still thinks I'm a girl right now.

Wonderland: So you feel misjudged by your looks, I see.
It reminds me of Elizabeta.

Kugelmugel: .. I know Ms. Elizabeta.
She's kind.

Wonderland: Yes she is.
Anyways when she was younger Austria and Prussia thought she was a guy.

Kugelmugel: ....
Really?
Even with her boobs?
Every time she hugs me I get a faceful of them and its weird..

Wonderland: It'll be weirder, if Katyusha hugs you..

Kugelmugel: Oh god.

Wonderland: And when you are child you don't have boobs.

Kugelmugel: *Shudders*
Ew.

Wonderland: Oops, I mean girls..

Kugelmugel: And Wendy has an A cup..
Shes a kid..
But shes like thirteen..
Or twelve..

Wonderland: I don't think she did I believe when she was an adult.
Then, when Prussia figured out he was a she.
All this time.

Kugelmugel: Oh..
Shes obviously a she now.

Wonderland: Yup.

Kugelmugel: I have to go..
Austria probably needs me back home to clean or something.
It was nice meeting you..
Bye bye.
*Stands up holding sketch book and waves*

Wonderland: Good day, Kugelmugel, dear.
​*Smiles*