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arcanarumlogs2012-02-12 12:38 pm
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[complete] Just Some Sweet Romantic Time!
Who: England and Prussia [closed]
When: [backdated] mid afternoon of September 9
Where: Navy District, Unit 5
What: Prussia and England discuss the aftermath of the princess situation while snuggling.
Warning: PG for snuggling and kissing
Prussia was a little worried. England was acting a bit mopey since the latest problem from the Rulers. He wasn't sure if England was just feeling guilty about being kissed by someone else or jealous that Prussia had been kissed by France. Whatever it was, it was up to him to cheer England up, after all, he was a pretty awesome boyfriend.
He went across the house from his room and opened England's door without even knocking. "Oi, England!" he shut the door behind him and came rushing over. He jumped on the bed right next to his lover and smirked. "I'm feeling quite magnanimous, today, so tell me everything!"
Prussia was a little different than before, he still had red tinted hair, but now it was also longer, like the tail of a phoenix. He was keeping it out of his face with a ribbon. Maybe he could convince England or France to help him cut it...if it could be cut.
When: [backdated] mid afternoon of September 9
Where: Navy District, Unit 5
What: Prussia and England discuss the aftermath of the princess situation while snuggling.
Warning: PG for snuggling and kissing
Prussia was a little worried. England was acting a bit mopey since the latest problem from the Rulers. He wasn't sure if England was just feeling guilty about being kissed by someone else or jealous that Prussia had been kissed by France. Whatever it was, it was up to him to cheer England up, after all, he was a pretty awesome boyfriend.
He went across the house from his room and opened England's door without even knocking. "Oi, England!" he shut the door behind him and came rushing over. He jumped on the bed right next to his lover and smirked. "I'm feeling quite magnanimous, today, so tell me everything!"
Prussia was a little different than before, he still had red tinted hair, but now it was also longer, like the tail of a phoenix. He was keeping it out of his face with a ribbon. Maybe he could convince England or France to help him cut it...if it could be cut.

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His depression had increased after being kissed by Portugal. He wasn't sure how he felt about it, and that was what worried him. Of course, he loved Prussia, more than anything. But he couldn't honestly say he hadn't felt anything when Portugal 'rescued' him...
He jumped in surprise and made a startled noise when he heard Prussia's voice. "Hey!" he growled, pushing against Prussia. "Settle down! You scared me! Idiot."
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He flicked his ponytail behind him, letting the end fall to the floor. He then propped himself up on his elbow.
"Come on, talk, what's bothering you?"
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"But that has nothing to do with why you're upset," he says this very seriously. He wasn't going to let himself be distracted, for long.
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"If you're tired then you should sleep, but I don't think it's just that."
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He's actually being sympathetic and thoughtful, take advantage of this England, it's not something that happens every day. He must really be worried.
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"I wonder if we should try talking to the Rulers again." And by talking, England meant punching.
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"I was thinking about that, too," Prussia said. "Almost stormed the castle in those ridiculous and unawesome high heels! Maybe we should form a group. The more people we get together, maybe the better chance we have of actually getting in."
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England finally shook his head and pulled away a little bit. Something thin and white slithered out from under the covers and rested on Prussia's thigh. It was a unicorn tail. Look what they've done, he seemed to say with his eyes. How can we beat these bastards when they can do this to us?
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He follows it to England and stops pulling on it when he realized it was attached. "!!!"
After the moment of shock that England-now-has-a-tail passes, he returns to being tender and rubbing England's back.
"Oh, liebchen," he understood what England wasn't saying and wanted to comfort him.
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"Yes, it is attached to my body," he frowned at Prussia's gape. "And I've discovered that it has a mind of its own. I really have to think about moving it." He wondered if it would become easier. Then he wondered if he even wanted it to become easier. The last thing they should do was be comfortable with their changes. Still, England had to admit that Prussia's hair was cool. It didn't really suit him, per se. But it wasn't hideous, and the colors were nice.
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Of course, they shouldn't get comfortable with the changes. But then again... It was kind of cute in a weird way. Actually with England's love of magical creatures, it suited him. "Then let it act the way it wants to, ignore it."
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He continued to think that it would be better to do something, and if England did not have to worry about the other prisoners here, he would have jumped at the chance to challenge the Rulers. But who knew what they would do? All England could do was sit around and complain, which was counter-productive. He did not answer Prussia, lost in his own thoughts.
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He watched England for a few moments with a curious expression on his face, before he decided to break the silence. "What are you thinking about?"
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"A lot of things..." He paused for a moment and then opened his eyes once more. "You know. That whole kissing thing..." England's cheeks turned red. It was difficult for him to talk about things like this. Being romantic when he was alone was one thing, but he was pretty stiff when it came to discussing anything of the sort with other people.
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He frowns at the mention of the kissing thing. "Oi! That was really not awesome! Especially making us both princesses!" He had wanted to kiss England awake.
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"What the hell is their purpose?" Pointless questions at this point. No one knew what the Rulers were after. They were most likely just playing around. But the more England found out, the better chance they had at forming a plan. "I wonder if they know about us, or can see everything we do."
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"When you think about it and everything they've done, it does seem, more and more, like we're their toys and they don't like their toys fighting back," he said. He was quiet for a moment, "When we turned into puppets, what was the wording to that message that was sent?"
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England blinked and turned his head to look at Prussia again. His lips were parted, eyes wide. He felt completely foolish at that moment, realizing that Prussia was much calmer than he and had already found a weakness in the enemy.
After a moment, the surprise faded from his face and he closed his eyes again. A soft smirk came to his face. "When you say things like that, it's hard to resist you, you fool." He was ashamed for not being able to think of that himself. But if the Rulers had a weakness, then what was it?
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It would still take some time, but maybe they could fight these rulers. Or at least, prevent the changes that kept happening to them.