Hetalia High!!

[PepperSlushy]

(thnx, but what about the name? can i make one up and just say that he/she is related to italy, like ____ itlay or something like that?)

[Cryptweasel]

(you could do a city like Siccilly i suppose...)

[Cryptweasel]

Prussia set his hands behind his head, looking up at Iggy's blushing face with barely restrained sniggers. " nein, I am bad at that!Kesse.... why are you so red, England?" he teased, tilting his head to one side witha taunting grin. He had once hoped to be friends with the brit but gave up on that once it was obvious the bushy-browed man couldnt handle his awsomeness.So, Prussia resolved to teasing him insted.

[epimetheus]

(thnx, but what about the name? can i make one up and just say that he/she is related to italy, like ____ itlay or something like that?)

no don't think so.
I have a Sicily OC xc
... not on this rp ...

[PepperSlushy]

(so can i use Reykjavík Iceland? Reykjavík is a city in icleland.)

[Alfred F. Jones]

Francis glanced between England and Prussia, laughing a little himself as his friend teased the poor blonde. "Oh, Prussia!~ He's just red because he doesn't like me to touch him... Especially those sensitive little eyebrows of his." Yes, he knew about England's eyebrows. How? He'd learned very quickly over the years when he poked, prodded, and sometimes pet Arthur's eyebrows to tease him that sometimes he'd get a strange little reaction each time, and eventually he knew what it meant.

[Cryptweasel]

Prussia's grin turned into a devilish smirk as he looked at England, eyeing the thick brows. " hm... is that so?" he drawled, sounding almost drunken. He wasn't, of course, but the effect was just a whole world of fun

[epimetheus]

(so can i use Reykjavík Iceland? Reykjavík is a city in icleland.)

>> sure ya can!

[Arthur Κirkland]

"Obviously..." England mumbled sourly, glaring down at Prussia after a moment. "What are you, deaf? You heard the conversation just fine," He retorted, looking away with a small huff. Why did Prussia have to be such a tease? He and France were terrible as individuals, but together it was terrible; well, their teasing and games and such. However, his attention was brought back to France in a flash, his expression falling. He did know. "S-shut up! That's not true!" He argued, though realized that also sounded wrong. He didn't like France touching him. "I-I mean, t-the eyebrow thing!" He added hurriedly.

[Alfred F. Jones]

France smiled over at England, raising a brow. "Hm?~ Wait, were you saying that it isn't true that you don't like me to touch you?" he asked provocatively; he'd by now forgotten his self-promise to stop teasing England. "And, that's a lie~ I know perfectly well that those things are just as sensitive to you as Italy's curl. Would you like to prove me wrong?" he asked him, grinning just a bit as he spoke to the Briton.