APH RP (Hetalia Club members Look here!)

[Lore-heika]

Prussia entered the living room, hands stuffed snuggly into the pockets of his sweatshirt. Letting out a wide yawn, he took a seat on the couch, glancing over at Hungary. Oh, she WAS awake. #%@&, no revenge for him. Ah well. "You know, you have a bed... But hey, if sleepin' on the couch is more appealing..." His stomach gave a loud grumble. "Kesese, West isn't up yet. Time to make breakfast MY way." He was about to stand, only to notice her give a small shiver. Well, it WAS kind of cold, he guessed... Eh, he'd grab her an extra blanket or something before he made breakfast.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary smiled slightly from under the blanket. She pulled it down just enough so she could speak clearly. "I would of gone to the guest room if I wasn't afraid that you'd try to kill me just for drawing on your face." She joked. She shivered again and felt her stomach grumble as well. Great, cold AND hungry. "And I might actually eat it this time." She said, pulling the blanket up again.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia stood up with a smirk, sauntering back down the hallway and removing a few old blankets of his from the hall closet. Nonchalantly, he chucked them at Hungary and headed for the kitchen. "Want anything special? Or anything I can spike for West?" Regardless, there WOULD be spiking. West had annoyed him enough yesterday.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary raised an eyebrow at him as he threw the blankets at her, but pulled them over nontheless. She watched as he walked into the kitchen and shrugged even though he probably wouldn't be able to see it. "I'm good with whatever crap German food you make. And if you are going to poison it or do whatever the heck you want to do to it, just don't do it on my portion." She couldn't help but think that he might spike her's with something. What? Even if she was sick, that hadn't stopped him before. He was merciless. And so was she. They would always get revenge.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia sifted through the pantry, as well as the freezer, with a frown. "Ah, jeez... Seriously? West can't buy some REAL breakfast? And he says I set MY standards too low... Looks like it's breakfast sausage and eggs, until we get to the supermarket again." But, then again, could he really spike sausage add eggs? Not really... Wait. Maybe not with alcohol, but... He grinned, removing the thawed ground sausage from the refrigerator. West would get what was coming to him, and since he wasn't using "foreign" alcohol, he could probably get back at Hungary too. Snickering to himself, he began to set the raw sausage into a bowl to season it.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary rolled her eyes at Prussia's comments. "Whatever. It's good with me." She mumbled to him. She still wasn't entirely sure whether he would mess with it or not. She would give it a few tests first before she actually ate it, possibly. Well, if Prussia did happen to do something to it, he might just make her eat it right away. &@$%... Oh well. Her best hope would be that he didn't spike it and cooked well.

[Lore-heika]

He continued to work the meat, seasoning it with a few sauces and sprinkles of various things. He then separated a small serving of sausage- for himself, unaffected- and placed it aside. Keeping it out of sight, he grabbed a bottle of hot sauce, winced, and proceeded to drown the remainder with it, dousing it in the bright red sauce before setting it in a pan to fry. He managed to keep his own separate, mostly, by scooting it slightly away from the rest of the sausage. Some of the hot sauce still seeped onto his, but he didn't mind a little kick. He splattered a bit more sauce onto the sausage before tossing the empty bottle into the trash. He then moved onto the eggs while the sausage patties fried, and cooked them as well.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary could start to smell the sausage, and she couldn't help but smile. It smelled rather nice... But not like she would say it out loud! She wouldn't compliment Prussia ever! Still, the sausage continued to drift around the living room, making her try to smell the air. It had a homelike smell to it. But this wasn't her home. So she shouldn't even think that. Still... Her stomach grumbled again, interrupting her thoughts. Well, Prussia had better hurry. And he had better not messed with her portion of the meal. She would KILL him.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia continued with the cooking, scrambling the eggs in a small pan. "Yeah, I can only do scrambled. Deal with it," he called over, reaching up into the cabinet and grabbing a few plates. Once everything had finished, he turned off the stove and placed each portion onto a plate, making sure to keep his own within sight, and placed them onto the table, sitting down after pouring himself a mug of coffee. "Food's ready! Get your @$$ in here, West!"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary sighed and stood up, wrapping as many blankets as she could around her shoulders. She walked into the kitchen, seeing the food on the table. She picked a random plate out of the last two and sat down, trying to adjust herself with all the blankets. She was still cold, but the warmth that came up from the food warmed her a little.
Germany had been reading a book when he heard Prussia call. He sighed and set down the book on his disinfected the nightstand and stood up from his bed. He came down the stairs and walked into the kitchen, seeing Hungary and Prussia. Hungary was rather strange looking with the amount of blankets, but he payed no attention more to it. He sat down and grabbed his fork, not bothering to look at Prussia.