APH RP (Hetalia Club members Look here!)

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary suddenly felt the fever go down the slightest. When she felt it, she opened her eyes slightly. She winced at the pain in the back of her head, then looked around. Man, she was sweating bad... She gave a groan and a slight cough before looking around again. Why did her head hurt? Why was she burning up? Where was Prussia? She then remembered her dream and tears began to fill up her eyes. She sat upright, despite the sudden dizziness and desparately searched. "Gilbert!" She called out. "Gilbert!" She was extremely worried that her dream had really happened. She gave a choked, worried cry as she continued to look around, not seeing him.

[Lore-heika]

The sounds of her calls reached his ears. Hurriedly, Prussia continued fishing through the freezer after finding nothing in the bathroom. They were out of ice, too... $#*!... Desperate, he shrugged and grabbed a packaged bag of frozen broccoli and headed back into the bedroom, grabbing the first wash cloth and wrapping up the broccoli bag. "Liz, calm down! What happened...?" Why else would she be calling his name like that? She looked okay enough, though, so he still proceeded to approach the bedside. "Hey, lift your head."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary let out a sigh of relief as she saw an uninjured Prussia. She did look him over though, poking him in random spots to make sure he was entirely ne. Good, he wasn't hurt. She lifted her head up, but grabbed his hand in the process with both of her's. "You're not hurt, right? When was the last time you drove? Were there any car crashes? You didn't get in one, did you? You are Prussia, right, and not just some replacement?" She asked him, the questions spilling out. Tears still lingered in her eyes, but they no longer fell. She looked over his face again, as if trying to make sure it really was Prussia and he was truely not hurt. She then pulled away from hm. "No! You can't be Gilbert! He got into a car crash and died! I was at his funeral!" She yelled out, shaking her head.

[Lore-heika]

"... Uh... What?" Prussia stared at her in confusion for a moment, eyebrow rising. "How can I be dead at a funeral if I'm here holding a friggin' broccoli bag?" Which, he did place behind her head. "I'm right here, I haven't driven since the airport, and I haven't been in a crash since YOU drove us off the road back at your place. Or, wait, it was that time with West... But I'm right here! How could anyone impersonate THIS awesomeness?"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary stared at him for a while before laying her head down. "I guess you are Prussia..." She mumbled, looking to the side. "It was just a nightmare, I guess. Though it seemed so real..." She sighed, giving him a small smile. "But I'm glad you're alright. You had died in my dream and I went into a depression. Just didn't know what to do." She gave a small yawn and rubbed at her eyes with the side of her hand. She could feel the cold of the broccolli bag go into a sore spot on her head, and she cringed. "Owie!" She gasped out like a child. "What did I hit my head on? It hurts bad!"

[Lore-heika]

Prussia breathed out a sigh of relief. Well, at least she had come back to reality. "Hm. Well, guess I'll just have to make sure I dont die, then. Don't need you having a mental breakdown. Sounds apocalyptic." He yawned, taking her hand and lightly squeezing it. "As for your head, hell if I know. I came in here and you were on the ground with a bump on your head." He readjusted the broccoli bag, now that she wasn't squirming so much. "How're you feeling, though?"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a shrug. "I've been better of course, but I'm feeling alright." She gave a slight stretch. "Guess the sleep helped slightly." She smiled at Prussia and tightened her grip slightly around his hand. She let out a content breath of air, happy he was there and okay. She gave another wince as the back of her head throbbed again. "Though, whatever I hit my head on must've been pretty hard. This thing hurts like hell." She gave a laugh and lifted her head up slightly so she could carefully rub the wound.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia chuckled, loosely intertwining their fingers. "Hrey, it could be worse. It could've been me." Of course he was kidding, but took a seat boredly on an open area of the bed, glancing down at her. "Eh... Stomach still hurt? If you want, there's some french toast on West's bed... Don't ask, long story. Or I could just make ya some regular toast." He didn't want to push it with something sweet, and had a feeling she wouldn't either.

[mundy]

"I spy...with my Viking eye...something...BLUE!" Denmark shouted for the fifteenth time. With American traffic being terrible, each color of the rainbow had been used at least once. He was almost certain they had missed America's party, but Denmark was enjoying the time alone with his friend. Hence the various games he had tried to get Norway to play with him, always returning to 'Viking Eyespy'.

By now, Norway was exhausted. "I dont care." he grunted. "D'nmark, can you drive now?" he asked, unable to keep his eyes open. He didn't care much for games anyway. He looked over at his friend silently. "knowing your driving we could probably get home a lot f'ster.." okay, so if he had to use flattery, he would. He did NOT want to force himself to stay awake to drive home.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary's stomach gave a grumble of protest, but she still was hungry. She nodded, even though she'd probably lose it later. "Some normal toast is fine... And perhaps some milk on the side as well or something like that." She told him. "I'm going to eat pretty darn slow though so as to not let it all come right back up." She said to him, giving a nervous laugh. When she was sick, she had never been one to be able to keep her lunch down.