APH RP (Hetalia Club members Look here!)

[FranceIt]

Due to the excessive amount of time Orion had to spend at the airport, it would be very easy for him to find it. "It's this way, just follow me.." He said somewhat loudly as he stopped walking and waited for his sister to catch up. He didn't want to get separated again. "It'll take us 15 to 20 minutes to get there I think.."

[mundy]

Huh, well Russia was hoping for something different. "My prank wouldn't have worked.." And it didn't make any sense either.. "Well.. I guess we can't prank her." And that made Russia sad.. It would've been fun to see New Zealand's reaction to something.. Maybe he could just draw on her face or somethin..

Alyz sighed. "I guess not." he glanced behind himself, thinking he had heard something. He shrugged. "Are you sure you can't see it?" he asked about his arm again, putting extra emphasis on the 'sure'. "I don't get it.." he almost pouted about it. "Sure you aren't just joking me?"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary nodded before hungrily digging into the food. So much blood loss really did just make one overly hungry. After eating about half of the bowl, she took a break and looked back at Prussia. "I can't wait to get out of here, though. I just want to go home." She then got into the food again, shoveling it into her mouth. She finished the second bowl and set it on the counter. "Okay, I think I'm good. Hopefully I didn't eat it so fast I won't be able to keep it down." She gave a small shiver before leaning her head back. Man, this wheelchair was uncomfortable. She adjusted herself quite a bit before giving an irritated groan.

[Lore-heika]

"Home... Sounds nice," Prussia remarked with a slight grunt, shoveling the rest of his soup and finishing off his bowl off before placing it in the sink as well. He glanced back over at her, moving his injured shoulder a bit more to work out the stiff kinks. "Might as well leave ASAP- that chair looks &@%# uncomfortable. At least in the car we can both just sit." Then again, they still had to get to the car, even if it wasn't TOO far away. "Anything you'd need before we leave?"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary shook her head. "I don't think I need anything." She mumbled before she placed her hands on the wheels of the wheelchair and began rolling forward. This was getting awfully annoying to have to roll everywhere, but it wasn't like she could do a whole lot about it. She rolled towards the door, opening it before looking back at Prussia. "I wonder if Germany will even worry at us when we get there, or get mad if we get blood on his floor." She gave a small laugh. She decided to try and roll down the steps, but she only hit one of the steps and was sent flying into the frosted grass. Well, THAT hadn't worked.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia shrugged, smirking at the idea with a hint of a grimace. "West? He'll probably b**** at us for bleeding all over the carpet, and THEN yell at us for having no "strategic battle plan" or crap like that. Don't let him get under your skin though- besides, he'll probably get more pissy with me than you anyway. At least, he better hope he doesn't snap at you..." Hey, after what they'd been through in the past twenty-four hours, Prussia would get ticked off if his brother tried snapping at Hungary. He snatched up the crutches and began limping down toward the door, only for Hungary to suddenly fall once again. "Uh... You need to heal soon. You have no idea how effin' stupid you look when you fall like that." He maneuvered his way down the stairs and turned toward her. "Can you get up?"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary groaned and sat up, cringing at the pain in her stomach. She turned around, glaring at Prussia slightly. "It wasn't like I was TRYING to look stupid, &@#$ it!" She growled out. Okay, she was a little mad that she had fallen like that and her stomach hurt. She didn't want to sound mad, but it had come out that way most likely. She sighed and managed to crawl back over to her wheelchair, getting in. She rolled to the car, grumbling a few things under her breath. Oh great, now she had to try and get in the car. She gave an irritated noise and hit the door. "%#$@ing stupid stomach!" She yelled out, getting rather annoyed.

[FranceIt]

(( Hey, are you guys gonna still make a new thread sometime soon..? I'm not saying to do it today, I'm just asking if you guys still plan on doing it xD ))

[starsinherwake]

Heya guys! Sorries to drop in so late. ^^;;
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Our quartet's Christmas was relatively enjoyable--as the other nations left, and they cleaned up, time passed until it was finally time for them all to retire to bed. When they woke up, they each got to open their gifts from Finland--Alfred got a new chainsaw, Matthew a megaphone, Toris a relationship book ("Is She Out To Kill You?: A Memoir of Living With A Psychotic and Romantic Maniac" by Ivan Braginski), and Arthur got yet another tea set. Now, after all of the Christmas and Boxing Day celebrations were over, they each decided to prepare for New Year's.
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"Where's Germany?"
Matthew looked up from Toris' novel; he'd gotten to the good part, where Ivan detailed the Halloween where Belarus locked him in a tank of water with cat ears...! "Germany? Why Germany?"
"Because," Lithuania gestured to the now-healing cut on his cheek, "I think we owe him. I mean, we interrupted his partying for my injuries. I feel bad about that..."
"Oh." Canada set the book down. "Yeah, I feel a little bad about that too. How about we get him a gift?"
"Yeah! Sounds good!" Toris smiled. "Now, what do you think he'd like?"
"Beer." Canada replied flatly. "Just, beer."

Well. That was easy.

"How are we going to get-- Umm, Canada?" Canada had left the room midway through Lithuania's sentence, and came back a minute or so later with a six-pack of Canadian beer.
"Got it!" He grinned, waving the alcohol in the air. "Now, are you going to make something?"
"Ah! I'll make some Pyragas su aguonomis." Toris hadn't cooked some of his native food in a while; this would be nice. Matthew stared at him with curiousity. "Some what?"
"Oh!" Toris flushed slightly. "I forgot, you don't speak Lithuanian. Heh heh. I'll make some Poppyseed Cake."
"Sounds nice." Canada said, setting the beer down. "Need some help?"
"S-Sure! That'd be great, thanks, Canada!"
"No prob," Matthew replied, "I'd be glad to."
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As the cake cooked, Toris and Matthew decided to write a note to add along with the beer and cake. Toris tapped the pen against his lips, pondering what to write. At the moment, the note looked something like this:

"Herr Germany,

Thanks so much for helping me at the Christmas party. I'm sorry if I ruined your party was a nuisance. Canada felt bad too, so when I suggested that we should pay you back, he got you some beer agreed. As for me, I made some cake decided to give you this in thanks..."

"This is horrible!" The brunette crumpled the note, and tossed it to the wastebasket.
"Here, let me try," Canada suggested, taking the pen. He finished, and handed it to Lithuania.

"Germany,

Thanks so much for helping me. I'm really sorry if I accidentally interrupted your celebrations. But, still, I'm really glad you helped me. I really appreciate it. In thanks, Canada and I got you beer and made you a poppyseed cake.

Happy New Year!
--Lithuania"

"Ooh, that sounds good." Toris grabbed the note from the blonde's hand, and added something at the bottom.
"What'd you write?" Canada asked, taking the note back. His indigo eyes scanned the paper as he read, and when he finished, he grinned. "Why, that's nice."

"...P.S.: You're not too bad."

Lithuania blushed slightly. "W-Was it too personal?"
"Not at all," Matthew replied, setting the note and beer in a basket with a red ribbon tied around the handles. "Knowing him, I think he'll appreciate it."
*Ring!*
"Oh! That's the cake!" Toris rushed to the kitchen, and seized the cake from the oven with mitts, setting it on the counter. He quickly set in in a towel, and put it into the basket.

"Well then," Canada took the basket, "Let's get this to Germany's place!"
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Toris delicately set it on Germany's doorstep soon after he arrived with Canada. "Well, I hope he gets it."
"He will," Matthew said, "He will."
The two then walked back to America's house.
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((Sorries for the length. XD))

[Lore-heika]

((Meh... Moving the car to the driveway, if you don't mind.))

Prussia's eyebrow rose questioningly, hands rising briefly in defense. "Hey, whatever. No need to get pissed." He hobbled down the pathway and onto the driveway, shuffling around in his pocket for the car keys. Retracting them from his left pant pocket, he slipped on his coat and opened the car door. "Just chill out... And don't kill me. For both of our sakes."