Re: HetaOnI (Hetalia + Ao Oni)

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 7:02 pm

"Ja, right in that kitchen. Tomatoes too and spices. And it's all waiting for you when you wake upin the morning~" he grinned at Feliciano's eager tone, showing his bright white teeth as he did so. "Sooner you sleep, sooner you wake, sooner you get to make pasta~ Sounds gut, eh?"

**Italy Veneziano** Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:20 pm

He was about to get up to make some pasta but stopped since it was possibly in the middle of the night and everybody was exhausted from today's events. The Italian nodded his head with a smile "Si~!"

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:25 pm

"Gut..." his grin widened at his friend's. "You're a cute kid, Ita~ Guten nacht...! Or whatever time it is." he gently messed with the Italian's hair and snickered lightly, standing back up and walking towards America's side, looking down at him. "...You know, I feel a little bad for hitting him so hard..."

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:46 pm

Ivan had walked beside Gilbert and Alfred, "He is dead, da?" He hated America, but had to worry just a bit for someone. The person he felt bad for was Italy because of the hell, and Gilbert for his injuries. Why should he care about the damn American? Amerikans... He thought.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:51 pm

"Nah, just knocked out. He would have died if I didn't though... He decided to be, well, Amerikan and tried to talk to the Thing, thinking it was a costume. Dummkopf..." he snickered, folding his arms and strolling around the large room, glancing at the details of it and the kitchen. He started opening drawers and cabinets, rummaging at the items then pausing. "Oi, Russia..."

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:55 pm

Russia poked the Americans face when Prussia went off to rummage through junk. He heard his name and looked over his shoulder, "Da? What is it?" He asked, in that non-violent voice.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:59 pm

The albino stood up, holding a bottle of vodka out to the Russian, a small smirk on his features. "Check out what I found~ I'm not fond of it, I prefer beer. You can have it if you want it." Of course, Prussia knew the answer already.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:17 pm

Russia had snatched the bottle before he got a word in and chugged it down. Vodka was his fuel, he wouldn't live without it. "Of course, you prefer expensive water." He said, after finishing half the bottle. He decidedto save some for later, knowing his fuel was scarce in here

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:25 pm

"You're welcome...?" Prussia chuckled, taking out a bottle of German beer and popping it open with his thumb, taking a swig. "Ah, refereshi- Tch!" he stumbled back,almost dropping the glass. Gilbert placed it on the table and reached his back with his hand, pulling it back and looking down at it. Fresh blood. "Son of a bitch, this is what I get for not wrapping it up..." he hissed, grabbing the first aid kit. "Gott..."

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:32 pm

Russia had secured the bottle on a inside pocket on his coat. If something stoke it, Hell would freeze over. He looked at Prussia, "You okay, da?"

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:47 pm

"Ja ja! Fine~! I am the awesome me after all... Kesesese- Kya!" he replied in a cocky manner, but was cut off by the blistering pain he felt on his back.pulling out the large bandages, he paused, trying to figure out how he would be able to do it on his own.

And he realized he couldn't. "Shizer...." he cursed quietly, looking at the Russian, the last person who he wanted help from or even touch in such a vulnerable and sensitive area.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:58 pm

Russia was poking the American again with his pipe. Hating Americans, he felt like hitting him. He stood up and bloomed over and realized it was a terrible idea. Frowning, he sat on a stool and poked the American continually.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:09 pm

"Russia, leave the kid alone. He just lost his bruder and doesn't even know it yet." Gilbert looked up at the vodka-drinker, narrowing his eyes before quickly looking back down, struggling to wrap the bandages fully around his body. "Also.... Come help me with this-" he mumbled the last part rapidly and lowly, it was barely audible.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:13 pm

Russia looked down at the mention of Matthew. He then looked up and grinned at the Prussian, "Hold on... What now?" He said, smiling like he was proving something. "Da, hang on I didn't catch that."

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:16 pm

"...Uh...." Prussia flushed with embarrassment, which was very noticeable on his pale skin. 'Maybe I could do it myself.' "Nope, nothing! Nothi- G-Gah! Shizer...!" he hissed, accidently touching one of his deep scratches and twitching. "....Eh... I said to uh... Um..."

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:22 pm

"Oh I see,"-Russia said without hose creepy, gloomy smiles-"You want me to help you,da?" He knew he'd do a decent job or just kill him. Either way, he was fine with each choice regardless.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:31 pm

"Verdammt..." the Prussian grunted looking to the side and flinching at both his injury and thoughts. Once he moved with his little brother when the Berlin Wall broke down, he was free from that creep, and swore to never talk to him again. And now what? He did need help, as much he hated to admit it. Russia was fully capable of breaking his spinal cord and dignity, but at this rate, he would bleed to death. What choice did he have? "J-Ja..." he stuttered.

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:35 pm

"Okay, hold still." He said. He looked at the bandages. Having to never done this before, he asked Gilbert how to, "Quick question. How do you do this? I've never done it."

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:41 pm

He placed his hands on his head and waited for it to start, until the Russian spoke. "Eh? Oh, uh... Just hold onto one end with one hand, wrap it around my body firmly, till it covers it say twice so it could hold itself up. Then just keep wrapping it around, till it pretty much covers my back wounds. Tuck in the other end. Can you handle that?"

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:45 pm

Russias learning skills were as poor as a 3 year-old. He tried to do as the Prussian had said, stumbling every now and then, but managed to do a suitable-but-less-then-decent job. To him, it was the best he could do so he just shrugged to himself.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:49 pm

"Yeah, that's fine for the first time I guess... Uh... Danke..." he commented while adjusting a loose, hanging bandage. He took his beer with his other hand and took a swig, swallowing and smacking his lips. "Ahh~"

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:52 pm

Russia wanted his vodka but didn't want to waste it. "What time it is? Shouldn't we be taking naps?" Dirt naps. Kolkolkol He finished his thought in his head. Ofcourse he was joking.

**Italy Veneziano** Thu Mar 29, 2012 12:00 am

From all the commotion the Italian awoke from dream more like a hellish dream he head. But, thankfully he did. He sat up his face dwosy as he let out a yawn.

**Maria Beilschmidt** Thu Mar 29, 2012 12:05 am

"Well, you can go ahead. I'll stay up in case that Thing comes." also the fact that Prussia didn't like the idea of Ivan staying up and watching them in their sleep, with his pipe in hand and cracked mind of his. He wouldn't be able to sleep with that thought. Then noticed his friend awake. "Oh, Ita. You alright?"

**Sylvanas Windrunner** Thu Mar 29, 2012 12:08 am

"Okay. But don't try to steal anything or my pipe will be conencted with your head." he didn't like people touching his belongings. Which included slaves like Lithuania. Staying up and being guard was a fun thought. Thinking of pummeling them with his pipe. He'd rather just go out and pummel the thing.

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