The Asylum ~ ✖Hetalia2P✖ Accepting!

[Todd.]

"not odd, unique" he giggled again and frowned, "hungry? I'm not but I want to eat something salty" he blinked.

[Monster.]

Enfield giggled and smiled at him nodding, "Moi to" she said softly

[Todd.]

"We could get something from the kitchen, perhaps?" he suggested shrugging hugging the bunny.

[Monster.]

enfield nodded to him softly and wakled next to him, "Kay kay"

[Todd.]

Ethan purred and started heading towards the kitchen again.

[Monster.]

Enfield smiled at him and walked next to him locking elbows playfully

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

((Back~ Quick recap?))

[Todd.]

Alfred let out a shaky breath. A thought ran across his mind. Where was his bat? He frantically looked around and saw it leaning against a wall, and he sighed, happy Arthur didn't throw it away. "This isn't about the cupcakes, is it? Why don't you tell me why the hell you tied me up. I know it wasn't because you can make one cut across my face.." he growled.

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
"It might be, Alfred, you never know~" The childish tone Arthur's voice usually held was back, except this time, it was creepier sounding. He sounded almost like an insane child that had been possessed. The pale blond followed the other's eyes to his bat. Why hadn't he gotten rid of that god-awful thing? He didn't have to throw it away — hiding it would have been fine. Arthur now had the sinking suspicion that when he cut the ropes that were binding Alfred to the bed, said American would personally bash the Brit's head in. Arthur sighed lightly, standing up to look at Alfred. "I suppose it's not all because of the cupcakes...or cutting your face..." He paused, looking up at the ceiling. "I suppose to make you stop hating me." A shrug interrupted the sentence. "Reverse psychology~" The two words were followed with childish giggling.

((^^for yah, other then that it had been Ethan and Enfield playing and talking))

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

((Thank you very much!!))

Alfred just growled as Arthur talked. He tried one last time to tug against the ropes, but it just made his wrists feel more raw. He saw the pale blonde rise from the side of the bed and he laughed. "I don't see why the hell tying me up will make me like you more. I thought you knew by now that I hate everyone, not just you." he said, narrowing his eyes.

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur shrugged. "Like I said; reverse psychology~" Though he didn't know how much help reverse psychology would be — so far, it had only succeeded in making the tan American even more mad — but it was better than nothing. The Brit sighed, pursing his lips together. "Stop doing that," he said, his voice suddenly stern as he motioned to his wrists. There was an ever-so-slight blood stain on the ropes, and the last thing Arthur needed were bloody ropes, an angry Alfred, and a bashed in head. "And I know you hate everyone, so what better to do than change that~?" He grinned, giggling like he was a child.