by Lore-heika » Thu Nov 25, 2010 7:22 am
Prussia hung up most of the lights rather neatly, if he did say so himself. Now to just staple gun the last little bit and- there! He managed to pin the final area to the house and grinned to himself. Man, why was he so awesome? It must've pained orhars to be among such an epicly awesome guy... Ah well. He took a few steps down from the ladder, only to find that he wouldn't come off of the roof. Eyebrow rising curiously, he gazed back at his arm- only to find that he had managed to staple his sleeve to the roof as well. "&@%#..." He tugged, nearly falling over, before he reached forward with the other hand, trying to pry his shirt from the roof. This wasn't working... "Oi, Liz, can you bring the stapler remover from inside?" he called, still trying to- aha! He gave a final, firm tug, and the sleeve came ripping away from the roof. The motion, however, made him lose balance and fall from the ladder. He hit the ground with a thud. "Ack... Nevermind!" He rubbed his head, standing up shakily and brushing himself off. Okay, Germany could keep doing that back at their house.
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Australia watched it all go down, trying to calm Raak down with a few scratches behind the ears. "Alright, now we don't want any trouble, right? We should stop this an' get on with this." Heck, he could hardly remember why they were meeting here in the first place. Was this still to find Lithuania? Hey, it wasn't his fault! He was just a bit... Scatterbrained.
So how do you p o r t r a y the sentiment?
The ruse is b r o u g h t, the truth is b e n t.
We never f e e l right, long nights,
F o l l o w i n g into the day.
Dead as the street light, pure white,
W a s h i n g the color away.