APH RP (Hetalia Club members Look here!)

[Lore-heika]

"Wha-? There's something wrong with you. Seriously." He rolled his eyes and let his head loll backwards over the headrest. "Hell no! What do you think? You're not cleaning or cooking or crap like that while you're in this condition! If anything needs done, West'll do it. And if not, I've got it under control. Or under control enough that it makes to until West can fix it." He gazed back over at her, boredly nibbling he inside of his cheek. "You're not allowed to leave that bed unless it's for something really] important. Screw housework."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary had a pouting look on her face right now. "But what if Germany's gone and you can't handle it at all and I'm still sick? I'm the most responsible one next to Germany, therefore have to do something." She crossed her arms, looking to the side. "And it's just housework. It won't hurt me too bad. Somebody's got to take care of it..." So what if she liked cleaning? She wasn't as bad as Germany at least. "I just want to clean, that's all. I'm so used to it because I had to do it every day while living with Austria. Wash the dishes, scrub the floors, fetch water, make food, clean rooms- I was used to all of it and I'm still used to it."

[Lore-heika]

Prussia gave a little groan. She was likely gonna try whether she was allowed to or not. Curse her stubbornness... Shaking his head, his hands rose in defense. "Fine, fine, do whatever the freakin' hell you want. But if you get fatigue or something AT ALL, stop ASAP. Got it?" She was such a typical housewife with Austria, it seemed... Well, hey, she made a decent housewife with all of the cleanliness that had been abound in Austria's home. But all the same, he didn't want her falling to that as his girlfriend. If they were married, sure, maybe, but- whoa. No marriage. Wasn't happening... P-Probably not, anyway... "Right now, the dishes need done. Knock yourself out."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary soon grinned and stood up. "Got it." She wobbled for a bit before heading out of the room and for the kitchen. She grabbed the dishsoap from under the sink and looked at the dishes. This wouldn't stress on her body at all. It would be easy. She squirted some dishsoap onto one pan and grabbed the sponge, beginning to scrub. This WAS easy. After doing that with three more items, though, she got a little light-headed. She stumbled to the side before catching herself with the counter. No, she was fine. She'd listen to Prussia's directions, of course, when she was worse. She was fine now. She began washing the dishes again, though a little slower.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia leaned back in the chair a little more, thinking, for once. So- Hungary was cleaning, Germany was doing Lord-knows-what, and Saxony and Berlin still hadn't showed up. His eyelids slipped shut- not sleeping, but merely resting. Looking after a sick Hungary was proving quite strenuous, but he didn't mind all that much. At least when she was sick, she seemed a bit sweeter. No smacking or poking or anything yet. But then again, he had learned to tolerate that quirk of hers, so a kinder Hungary would likely grate on his nerves eventually. Ah well, as long as this illness passed quickly.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary was almost done with the dishes, and couldn't help but give a small sigh of relief. She had been getting a little weaker, but still continued. She finally finished off all the dishes before looking at the kitchen floor. It was a little hairy... Most likely from the dogs. After searching, she found the vacume and plugged it in. She turned it on and began to vacume the floor. Okay, Prussia would probably get a little irritated with her for vacuming as well, but she didn't really care. She was cleaning, and that's what she wanted.

[Lore-heika]

At the sudden roaring of the vaccium cleaner in the other room, Prussia's eyebrow visibly twitched. Now she felt the need to sweep, too? She really was a hopeless cause sometimes... Shaking his head, he stood from the chair and instead walked leisurely into the living room, crossing his arms at the sound of the vaccuum in the other room. "Liz, what are we gonna do with you?" he called, frowning slightly. Did she REALLY think it a necessity to clean the dog hair from the floor...? They weren't even technically her dogs!

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary continued to vacume the floor until she saw Prussia. She blinked a few times, then shrugged. "The floor was dirty and I'm here. Might as well clean it." She vacumed the rest of the kitchen before beginning to vacume the livingroom. The carpet seemed dirty as well, so best clean it. She gave a nervous grin at Prussia as she vacumed past him. She didn't want him mad, but she really couldn't help it. The floor just needed to be cleaned. She stopped though as she felt the dizziness come again. She toppled to the side, hitting her shin on the coffee table. She winced, though used to coffee table to keep her up. She finally went back to the vacume, continuing to clean.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia eyed her from his place on the couch, frowning, though it was light. "I'll turn you into a lazy-@$$ yet, Hungary." He watched her sweep for a moment- or, until she fell and hit her shin. At that point, he just felt an odd little pissy feeling rise within. "Oh, for Christ's sake, if sweeping is making you fall over, you shouldn't be doing it!" Of course he wasn't genuinely mad, but he was a bit irked that she would continue without regards to her health.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a slight glare at him. "How many times do I have to tell you not to worry about me? I'm fine!" She snapped out at him. Okay, so she was getting a little annoyed with Prussia constantly worrying. She vacumed around the furniture and across the floor. This was a rather large livingroom, but, no matter. She could finish it. She stopped and held onto the vacume, trying not to fall over. "Ngn... &@#$..." She groaned out, her head beginning to hurt she was so light-headed. She took in a deep breath before continuing once more. Just the livingroom, and then she'd be happy...