APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary looked down at the roll, then back at Finland's face. "Sounds good. I didn't have a veil when marrying Austria- might of been something because it was an arranged marriage in a way." She gave a shrug before awkwardly shifting on her feet. She suddenly turned away and hurried towards the cloth section once more, beginning to look through the ones she had previously picked. She was beginning to like the one Finland had picked out the most. She eventually ended up stuffing her arms with the cloth, though definately had some trouble considering she was on crutches.

[Lore-heika]

Finland nodded and hooked the roll under his arm, beginning to search. Okay, so they would need to get enough cloth to fit her height, shoulder width, bust, waist, and hips, and some extra for screw-ups and extra length at the end. Readjusting the bag of tulips in his hands, he headed into the aisles in the opposite direction, though only a short distance away. They would also need something to attatch the veil fabric to...

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary managed to get a good addition in her head with the lengths of the cloth. At least she had remembered the numbers from when Finland was measuring her even if she had only looked at the tape measurer. She headed to the register, quickly paying and eventually ending up with three bags. So, they now had a bag of fake tulips and three bags of cloth. She knew her wallet was lighter than before. Shaking her head, she decided to wait for Finland, guessing he'd be back soon.

[Lore-heika]

Let's see... Ah! He grabbed a few things from the shelf- a tiara, a headband, and an item foe when the hair was pulled back- and brought them out to Hungary, a little worn out from all of this. "Okay, pick one. What kind of veil did you want? And are you wearing your hair up or down? That'll change which you can use, after all..." He rolled out the amount of veil cloth they would need and paid for that as well, awaiting an answer.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary looked at the items before picking out the headband. The tiara was too girly for her anyways. "I'll keep my hair down, since it's definately more comfortable and it actually might be easier anyways." She purchased the headband quickly and then threw the other things to the side. She put the headband into the bag with the veil fabric. She turned back to Finland, smiling. "Alright! Looks like we've got everything. Ready to go and help Sweden get started on this project?" No doubt when Sweden mended it all together it would look gorgeous.

[Lore-heika]

Finland nodded, taking a few of the items from Hungary because of her injured leg. Must've been hard carrying everything in such a condition. "Sounds good. Don't think we'll be needing anything else. Now we just need to give him the items, your measurements, and what you want it so look like. Really, he'll be the one doing most of the work."

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((I'm just gonna bring Preußen back...))

Prussia burst through the door of the house, shutting it behind him with a slam and kicking off his shoes. "Why the hell is it so COLD?" he questioned with a groan. And, on top of that, he hadn't been able to get anything to wear because of the lack of common communicative skills. Curse the Finnish language...

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary grinned before heading for the door, giving a giggle. She swung the bags she now carried slightly, feeling quite giddy that her outfit would now be made. She hummed a little tune before spinning around, despite the crutches. Excitement! She then began walking normally down the sidewalk, clearly in her own little world, not having a care about anything else. She was just focusing on the thoughts in her head, which happened to be those of her wedding dress. She kept on visioning how it would look.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Sealand looked up at Prussia from the floor- he had been rolling around randomly on it. "It's been cold for a while. You get used to it eventually though." He gave a shrug and rolled over onto his stomach, kicking his legs back and forth and smiling up at Prussia. He then stood, skipping over to him. "Hungary's gonna look nice, won't she? I bet you'll love her even more then!"

[Lore-heika]

Finland followed behind her, struggling to catch up, though retained a content smile. Well, at least she seemed overly satisfied with the first fruits of their labor. "It's gonna look really nice, you know. Prussia won't be able to keep his jaw off the ground." He pulled the jacket tighter around him, zipping it up all the way and stuffing his items under his arms again.

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Prussia gazed down at the boy, reaching up to ruffle his hair with a small smirk. "Yeah, probably will. Dunno if I could love her any more than I do now, but she's gonna look pretty &@%# gorgeous, I bet..." Heck, just the thought gave him some heavy anticipation. But, alas, he would not see it for another long while. There was still much to be planned. "Hey, Sealand, got anything hot to drink in the house? Coffee, cocoa, hot bourbon...?" Just not hot tea. That stuff was just... Disgusting.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary looked over her shoulder to peer at Finland, nodding. "I'm sure he will. He went almost speechless just when I was in the dress at the Christmas party. Though... That wasn't exactly the best party. I wouldn't like to talk about it. She gave a small shiver from the memory. "Anyways, he's just so easily amazed when he sees me in something out of the ordinary. It's quite amusing to me, actually." She gave a small laugh at the thought, finding it quite hilarious already.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Sealand gave a nod pointing towards the kitchen. "Yep, we've got some hot cocoa pacets in the pantry that you can make. They taste really good." He straightened his hair back out before looking back up at Prussia. "Oh, and you might not want to cuss when either Finland or Papa are around. They get all twitchy and angry." He just wanted to warn Prussia, since the ex-nation seemed to have an affinity for swearing.

[Lore-heika]

Finland smiled at that. Ah, and so the proud exnation is foiled to mush by the effects of affection. "Hm. The Christmas party? Did something happen?" Ah well, he didnt care too much, really. He had been preoccupied with Santa duties, but if Hungary did not wish to speak of it, then it must've been pretty serious, right? He pulled the keys out of his pocket as the house appeared distantly.

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Prussia shrugged. "I dont swear THAT much..." Okay, maybe he HAD fallen into that habit, especially since his nation's dissolvement, but what was the big deal anyhow? Maybe it was just because Sealand was around. And Finland didn't cuss much. Sweden didn't either, but then again, that's not saying much. He headed into the kitchen, snatching up a packet and a mug to prepare the cocoa. "Want any?"