APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary couldn't help but slap her forehead. She was marrying an idiot. An idiot she loved and consistently had to save. She finally stepped from the room, looking for a closet. She finally spotted it and looked down at Prussia, a slight glare on her face. "Retard." She simply said before shutting her phone and putting it in her pocket. "Now come over here and help me figure out colors for the wedding with Romano."

[Rorschach]

Siberia took her time as she strolled through downtown. She stopped to gaze at everything she passed by; the simplest things were exquisitely beautiful. She did not stop to enter shops. She was simply walking to enjoy the peace and amiable atmosphere of the area. Shoving her hands into her pockets, Siberia walked a trifle slower, as she felt like she was not absorbing the placidity. Eventually, she reached the outskirts of town and decided it would be a good place to take a break. She sat down on a small metal bench and relaxed.

(What time of day is it?)

[Lore-heika]

"Not my fault it locks from the outside! What frickin' idiot designed THAT?" Prussia stepped out of the closet, shoving the mop aside and brushing himself off. "Colors? With HIM? &@%#... Uh... Yeah. Colors isn't really my forte." Honestly, he didn't give a care WHAT colors they used. He just wanted to get married at all, nevermind little details. But with Hungary, unfortunately, he wasn't so sure she would see the same way.

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Romano sighed, kneading his temples. "Tell me what colors you two are interested in. Probably something with a springy feel. But nothing obnoxious, like bright pink or something."

((U-Uh... Mid-day, I would say.))

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary looked between the two, then began to think about it. "Maybe we could do sky blue... Not too bright, but it's not bland either. We can have also a egg white along with the blue or a light green. Those could look nice together." She offered, looking at the two still. She looked between them, giving a small smile. "Yes... The tablecloths will be blue and any sort of ribbon green. The rest we can decide when we are actually setting it up. Any questions?" She asked if she had just given a long lecture.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia snorted slightly. "Pfft, not like my opinions matter, since you've obviously taken control of everything." But he honestly couldn't care less about the colors. This was her job, he was to be left to his own duties as the groom, which, while lesser, were still important.

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Romano gave a small nod. "So a faded powder blue with a seafoam-y green? Or are you thinking mode of a faded green apple gree-" He then halted, realizing his words as Prussia began to snicker subtly under his breath. "J-Just let me know your final choice, &@%# it!"

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary slapped Prussia in the back of the head before responding to Romano. She seriously had to deal with both of these nations? Ugh... "An apple green sounds nice along with a slightly lighter sky blue. It's a rather calm mix- perfect for a wedding. That is, as long as Gilbert doesn't try to mess it up simply because he's bored." She looked over at the said nation, but was smiling. She then looked back at Romano. "Alright, now that we've got that settled, what will you be cooking? It better not be all pasta."

[Lore-heika]

Romano went through the list, thinking. "A basic mostaciolli, to begin with. Maybe an eggplant parmesiana, or maybe something with Alfredo sauce...?" He continued to think it over. "But I'm not making something with those vile potatoes, unless you want them burnt. I've never cooked with 'em before."

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Prussia made a small noise as she thwacked his head, but otherwise just chuckled and tried to go along with what was bring said. So they'd have a blue and green wedding? With the white, of course. Sure. "Just don't make it TOO feminine."

[beekind]

((meh...no clue what to do with Berlin...))

[Rorschach]

(Thanks)

Siberia hummed softly as she rested on the bench. Above her, trees draped over her small corner of heaven like old coats. Birds flew overhead. There was a slight breeze. Basically, it felt like paradise.

A group of children entered the park. They frolicked and played about six yards away from her. Siberia released a long, sentimental sigh; how she wished she could be that carefree again. Before she knew it, the kids had moved on.

I should go home now, Siberia thought.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary merely gave a smile and clapped her hands together, giggling some. "Our wedding will be wonderful! And then we'll have our own home and kids afterword!" She, not really even realizing what she said, giggled some more. She was still rather oblivious to the fact that Prussia was uncomfortable with any subject relating to them having kids. She grinned, quite happy that they actually got a few things planned out.