APH RP (Hetalia Club members Look here!)

[ピコのネコ]

"Ah, okay." replied Japan. Japan was looking forward to learning about other cultures. "Well then, when are we going back to the hotel?" Japan asked, as he picked up the little Oregon and held him in his arms.

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"Then it must really taste bad now, right?" questioned Italy. He was very picky about food. Almost anything that wasn't Italian seemed gross in his eyes.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary giggled, "You could say that. Ah, I could really go for some Gulyás right now. Your pasta would be good too, Italy." She said. She did have to say, Italy's cooking was tasty. In fact, she liked alot of different nations' food, they all had their own unique taste and she liked that.

[ピコのネコ]

Italy was happy to hear that at least another country here liked the same food as him. "Someday, would you like to home over to my house?" he asked Hungary. "I could cook for you, and we could discuss pasta, too!"

(I guess I'm done for now until later tonight, goodbyee~! ;D )

[::madlyhazel]

She giggled again, "Sure, but that could take a little bit. It's a shame that Austria, you, and I don't live together anymore, then we could have pasta so much more often." She remembered Italy back when he was younger and used to always ask for pasta.

[beekind]

"Oregon, my bro, was suppose'ta," Georgie grinned, 'But he's still ahsleep." (Oh dear. He's getto/proper southern/redneck all in one now...)

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Sweden nodded. He had been sleeping peacefully earlier anyway. He reached out for Finland's hand, shyly--yes, this is the same Nation who wondered if his "wife" wanted a pink bikini--and then walked up to the room.

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Germany got a stab through the heart when Hungary spat out the cake, and then again at Veneziano's comment. Hungary's remark made sense and soothed his wounds a bit.

He went over by Berlin to pout, as discreetly as he could.

"We should leave soon. Drag Prussia, and we'll walk to the hotel room."

Berlin nodded and grabbed the white haired nation's hand and started dragging him as she followed Germany.

[FranceIt]

( Oh my, Ghetto redneck? Should I be worried? )


Orion had slept through all of the yelling and was still sound asleep. He was a rather hard sleeper. But this would mean he would wake up later during the night and be wide awake. "No no... Bad Oliver, don't nibble me..." He mumbled in his sleep and made swatting motions with hands.
(Oliver is his pet beaver, gosh you guys, don't think dirty. )


Seychelles was one of the few that had not fallen asleep during the dinner. But she did happen to have brought a camera along with her. The girl had never been to Germany before, so she had brought the camera with her so she could take pictures of the place and show it to her Grandpa when she got home. Luckily, it would seem no one had noticed her camera nor her taking pictures. When no one was looking, she slipped the camera into her bra so no one would find it. Their sudden anger towards France worried her a little bit, since she had somewhat good relations with France. When he wasn't doing strange things to her anyways. Seychelles saw that people could leave now so she started weaving through the crowd so she could look at the pictures she had taken, upstairs in her room. Hm, France would like this pictures... She thought as she neared the exit of the restaurant.


Wy was still fast asleep underneath the table, snoring slightly now.

[::madlyhazel]

(((NO SEYCHELLES, NO! DON'T GIVE THEM TO FRANCE!)))
New Zealand impatiently waited for a taxi. She was going to head to the airport because she didn't want to stay in Germany a minute longer. Then she facepalmed. She had her countries's currency, not Germany's. She sighed and decided to walk back to the restraunt so she could ask somebody where the hotel was. She knew she would feel like an idiot doing so, but she would feel like it even more if she was just wandering around the streets. She wasn't very far from the restraunt and soon went back through the doors. She blushed, feeling stupid, and asked to anybody who would answer her, "So... Exactly where is the hotel?"

[beekind]

Berlin looked at the nation. "Uh...Next door."She said.

[::madlyhazel]

She facepalmed once again and mumbled a quick "Thanks." She left and walked down the street a little bit until she came to the hotel. She groaned and couldn't believe she didn't see this giant hotel in the first place. Then she facepalmed for the millionth time and remembered she forgot to pack clothes. She growled, "WHY ME!" And stormed into the hotel. She got her room on the same floor with many of the other nations, not exactly a thing she was happy about. She hoped someone was going to pay for her room, because she sure wasn't. She plopped down onto the bed and sighed. She first thought about watching the television, but then she decided since it had been such a long day that she should just go to bed. She took of her clothes which left her in her undergarments and she crawled under the covers. She smiled, for she couldn't wait to go back home.

[Lore-heika]

Finland gave a small smile, but held Sweden's hand hesitantly anyway. Happily content, he continued the walk to their hotel room.

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Prussia nodded slightly, still holding his head from his (though admittedly milder) hangover pains. As "fun" as that party had been, he had, though he would never admit it out loud, had enough for one day.

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Yawning loudly, Romano followed closely behind the others, strolling sleepily towards the hotel. His curl continued to bounce as he walked, and his feet threatened to give way beneath him in his exhaustion, but he proceeded nonetheless, not even bothering to acknowledge the Germans as he passed them in a daze