Ѳн Ɩ'м α Ƥιяαтɛ... ☠ Pirate!Hetalia ☠ [Accepting!]

[Hornz]

((Nightra: That's fine! ^^))

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

Li Xiao Chun- Hong Kong- Part of the English crew- Age 15

He smiled again. "Sure. Well, I hope to hear from you soon. I need to go back to my ship or Arthur would ban me from the kitchen again." he said as he picked up his staff and book. "Thanks again." he pulled her in a quick hug and scurried upstairs.

((Awwww so cute! That would be great!))

[denji3884]

Armenia waved as he scurried up stairs, “No problem!” She smiled before sitting down and taking out a piece of paper. She reached into her coat for her pen, she tapped her chin for ideas.

{:3 I’m gonna change it now, -goes off to change her crush-}

[Nightra]

(( So what is going on now? ))

[Hornz]

((Fighting, still. Armenia now has a crush on Hong Kong.))

[Sakhmet .]

|-Sprays Hornz with a hose- Hurry up and post D;< |

[England~Kun & Kowaii]

Li Xiao Chun- Hong Kong- Part of the English crew- Age 15

Li hopped back onto his own ship and saw Antonio and Arthur fighting. I probably shouldn't interfere... he said as he suddenly saw Alfred pop up behind him. This might be bad... he looked around, then sat next to the kitchen as he pulled the staff clos, hoping the fight would end soon.

[Hornz]

{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur rolled his eyes, not daring to turn around and glare at the person behind him. "Alfred, grown men are talking. Go fight someone else." He didn't have time to deal with him, nor did he personally want to. Turning back to Antonio, he grit his teeth together again. "I may not be able to cook, but you don't ever insult the Queen in front of me." He stabbed at the Spaniard with his sword, canine teeth bared in anger.


((I'll love you if you get my reference. x3))

[Hornz]

((*dries self off* Don't spray me with a hose! D:
Meh. I deserved it.))

[denji3884]

Armenia began to write, her fingers pressing against the pen as she wrote. Her eyes focused on her writing, making sure it looked as neat as possible. Every so often she would peek up to see if anyone was coming. She nibbled on her lower lip as she leaned her back against the wooden wall of the inner ship. The Armenian felt a mix between happy, tired and exhausted. She quickly wrote the rest of the letter before reading her old letters in her coat pocket. She folded it into a paper plane, sending it flying. Still, she hold a grudge against Turkey after all these years. Her childhood was a h*ll as she had to deal with him. She closed her eyes, trying to let her thoughts roll away from her mind. But she couldn’t nap like she usually did.