APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[Lore-heika]

Prussia nodded his head, letting out a content breath of air. "Heh, no kidding. We've already done a lot, and there's so #%*@ing much left to do... I know it'll be worth it, and all that crap, but it still takes too much effort for my taste." Then again, that why Hungary would likely do most of it. And the wedding itself was probably worth more to her than to him. He contemplated her words a bit longer before giving a laugh. "Hold up, smacking ol' Frugality with a frying pan? Man, I'd pay money to see that!"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary nodded as well, smirking. "Well, I remember threatening him once or twice when we were married, but I never actually came through with it. If he bothers me too much now, however, I WILL smack him. I won't even dare to hold back." She laughed loudly before looking around the room. She was getting kind of bored... "Hey, even though it was merely a trick for Finland, would you actually like to go to a bar. There's no $#*! todo here and my brain is dieing. I need to do something." Seriously, if they didn't do something soon, she might just die of boredom.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia perked up some. "A bar? Are you kidding? I'm in!" He snickered slightly and immediately sat up straight, pulling away from Hungary to scoot off the bed. Well, honestly, what Germanic state in his right mind would dare to deny the opportunity to get totally wasted and raise a little hell in a foreign bar? Certainly not he, that's for sure. "I think I saw one on the way up here. Might wanna check that one out."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary grinned and nodded before standing up. She couldn't wait! It'd definately be enjoyable. She just hoped that Russia could handle alchohol considering he was just barely getting over his fever. She grabbed her jacket and slipped it back on, as well as her shoes. She walked over to the door, opening it up. She then closed it behind both her and Prussia and locked it. She soon was walking down the hall, quite eager to get to the bar and drink some sort of alchohol.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia followed close behind, snatching her hand and entangling their fingers. Haha, he had made a regular German out of her- at least, as much as she would probably ever be. Sure, she couldn't handle alcohol all that well, but her willingness was enough proof in his eyes. He soon headed out the door and onto the sidewalk, gazing around. Which way had they gone...? Shrugging, he pulled her in one direction, grinning and eager to drink and just enjoy himself.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a little shiver at the chilly air, but that grin still stayed on her face. "I would have a drinking contest against you, but no doubt you'll win. I can only drink three bottles at the most before I get real tipsy. No doubt that you can drink eight or so bottles and only feel a little foggy." She shook her head before looking around for the bar that Prussia had said before. Where could it be?... She didn't see anything yet, but no doubt she would soon. She couldn't wait to just drink a little bit of beer.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia uttered a small chuckle, gazing around in search of the bar from earlier. "Seven and a half, usually, until I'm drunk. Six if it's strong. About nine of America's crappy rip-off beer." He shrugged, letting out a loud cough suddenly, pausing for a moment to get it all out before continuing forward yet again. "But sick? Hell if I know how many. Got drunk once with chickenpox, and it took four bottles or so of the good stuff before I was flashing West and "getting it on" with random objects."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary made a face at Prussia's last comment. "Well... Hopefully you don't do the same thing when we get there. Then I'll have to calm you down and Lord knows what you'll be doing. I remember getting drunk when I was married to Roderiech. Got some wine from a local market in the area and drowned myself in it. He said I was laughing like a maniac and dancing with my mop. And when I say dancing, it's not the clean, cute type. I probably scared poor little Italy." She rubbed the back of her head and gave a small laugh. Ah... That had definately been odd for everyone.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia laughed at that thought. "Dancing" with a mop? Pfft... He shook his head, still grinning calmly, before blinking a few times, watching the sidewalk mostly vanish beneath a dirt- currently snow- road. "Uh... Think we went the wrong direction. Eh. Oops." He turned back around and lightly tugged her along, though had picked up the pace at this point and was now searching frantically around in town. "Not like I can tell where I'm going. Hellish snow..." And there was just so much of it... He shuddered, unwanted memories flooding back. Forcing them out of his head, he eventually led them back to the inn. So, from here they would instead go the other way. That should be right.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary rolled her eyes as Prussia headed the wrong way. He was such an idiot sometimes. She went in the correct direction now, laughing a little bit. She waltzed along boredly, looking around for the destinated bar. She eventally saw it and drug Prussia towards it and gently pushed the door open. There were a few swaying men and one drunk one, but other than that, it had the normal atmosphere a simple, local bar would have. She grinned and headed to the front, managing to order a beer for herself. She popped open the top as she received and and began drinking it down. Ah~!