APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a yelp when she felt Mexico cling to her, and looked at the nation with a perplexed look. When she heard what she was whispering to Gilbird, a smirk came upon her face. And then when she heard Prussia, her hand was already picking up her pan. She hadn't got to smack the Prussian in some time, and it would feel very good to do so now. She managed to shrug Mexico off her shoulders before standing up, turning towards Prussia. She held her pan handle in two hands, and a tingling sensation filled them. The same feeling was inside her, for it was excitement and anticipation. She always got like this when she was about to smack someone- which was mainly Prussia- with her pan. "Yes, seriously. Do you have a problem with that?"

[Serena]

Netherlands raised an eyebrow and blew out a puff of smoke from his pipe, turning his head to Wy. "Hmm? 'Stat so?" His amber eyes glanced around the room, he then shrugged and looked back at Wy. "I don't see anyone jumpin' on me or whatever." He said with a shrug, leaning back in his chair again.
".. Never really was one for rules, anyway. If it bothers you, I'll stop when this meeting actually starts, oké? Promise."

((Oh Neddy you rebel. *fail post*))

[beekind]

Berlin growled,annoyed as the Russian flicked her forehead. She punched him on the shoulder,but nearly fractured her hand doing so. Thoroughly annoyed by this point,she exited the meeting room and began running down the sidewalk to try and see if she could catch up with Bavaria,Prussia and whoever else was with them.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia's eyes dropped from Hungary's face immediately down to her pan, a new and all-too-familiar uncertainty welling in his gut. "Well, #*%@ yeah! I have a problem with both of you right now, so skip the b****ing and just back off." He flinched, still warily eyeing that godforsaken kitchen appliance of absolute death. "She took Gilbird! Who knows WHAT kind of screwed up things she'll do to him!"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary rolled her eyes and now rested both the pan and her hand on her hips. She shook her head at Prussia. "You've had Gilbird ever since the middle of your Teutonic Knight days as far as I can remember. He's been well this entire time and has never had a problem. I'm pretty sure if she just petted Gilbird he'd be perfectly fine. I've done it before, and I haven't hurt him. I think you should stop worrying about Gilbird and more about yourself." She now raised her pan slightly. "You shouldn't chase young ladies around. It certaintly makes you seem like some sort of pervert. Even if others didn't think that, it's still not nice." She proceeded to pounce towards Prussia, raising her pan above her head as she prepared herself to whack him.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia rolled his eyes and was prepared to utter some snide remark when he noticed her sudden movement, and appropriately stumbled backwards in fear for his life. "Wh-What the hell, woman?! Back off, I'm no pervert!" Another flinch and a yipe. Crap, crap, crap, he was SO dead... "Whoa! You have a huge thing on your face! Like, a bone sticking out or something! What'd you hit YOUR head on? You weren't irritated that you couldn't get upstairs, were you? I mean, hey, I understand; it sucks majorly to be away from the Awesome Me, and if you needed to hit your head into a door a few times, go right ahead!" At this point, he was just rambling on, fearful. She was one of few nations that could actually scare the living crap out of.

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Spain was still standing around outside, minding his own business. What to do now...? The bar seemed out of the question, at least until Gilbert returned, so now what? Hmm... His eyes fell on Berlin suddenly, and, smiling, he approached her. "Hello! Why're you leaving?"

[::madlyhazel]

"I didn't hit my head on anything, fool! And I'm as happy as can be when away from you, so don't you try saying anything like that!" She swung at him, but missed his face by a few centimeters. She was so close! She just wanted to give him a good whack to the head that would either break his jaw or leave a temporary dent. As long as she could do that, she'd be happy. She gave a small growl and she slid out into the hall at another failed attempt in hitting him, but was soon back up. She sprang at Prussia again, and this time managed to give a good hit to his side. Sure, it wasn't very powerful since she was having troubles getting some footing after falling, but it hit hard enough for a smirk to replace the frown on her face.

[beekind]

The city shrugged."Because nothings getting done and Russia's being an Arse." She said. "What's up with you?Are you guys still going to a bar?" BErlin needed some beer after that morning.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia yelped and fell to the side, wincing at the force of the frying pan. Why was it that, even after hitting him with a lesser force, she still managed to put him in pain? "Ack... What... &@%# you..." He clutched his side, wincing at the tender flesh. Yep, that's bruise, at the very least. "What the hell does it matter to YOU if Mexico's too wimpy to fight back? She took my bird and ran off with him! She deserves SOMETHING!"

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Spain shrugged, thinking it over with a tap of a fimger on his chin. "Well... I'm not sure. Prussia ran off after Mexico, and I don't know WHAT France and Bavaria are doing..." Thinking a bit harder, he continued walking. "Ah well. You could go with me if you wanted! Better than being alone, right?"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary glared at him. "Because I'm not going to let someone get beat up by the likes of you. That'd just be a disgrace to them. I watched Austria get beat by you and got so pissed back then. That's the reason I kicked your @$$ right back to where it came from and got Silesia back. You make me so mad every single day, if I watch you hurt someone, I just get sick by then." She knew it didn't really make sense of what she just said, but it was truely how she thought. She stood in a fighting position and held her pan in both hands, though still didn't whack him yet.