Not the anon above, but the same one who filled the first Bella/Hungary one.
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“BUT I-”
Swish. Duck.
“-LOVE YOU!”
Swish. Thunk.
Prussia snarled at his sword, embedded deep into the wall. A glance over his shoulder showed him the boy --a boy, not a man-- simpering a few feet away.
“Get out!” he snapped at Cullen, and gave the hilt a tug. The weapon wouldn’t budge --which wasn’t a problem, he still had his pistol. His only concern was that he couldn’t personally hack the… thing… to bits.
“But you’re so,” Cullen crooned, and literally woobied on the spot. “Ador~a~ble~ when you sleep!”
Gilber pulled the gun from his waist and started firing, he could feel his dinner coming back up for another round.
Thankfully the wannabe vampire was too much of an idiot to move and was soon riddled with bullets. With a dying noise that was probably meant to sound romantic and beautiful (but wasn’t) Cullen slumped to the floor, twitching.
Muttering under his breath, mostly about women and how they always had to get back at you, Prussia turned back and yanked his sword from the wall. It was going to be a messy night.
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“BUT I-”
Swish. Duck.
“-LOVE YOU!”
Swish. Thunk.
Prussia snarled at his sword, embedded deep into the wall. A glance over his shoulder showed him the boy --a boy, not a man-- simpering a few feet away.
“Get out!” he snapped at Cullen, and gave the hilt a tug. The weapon wouldn’t budge --which wasn’t a problem, he still had his pistol. His only concern was that he couldn’t personally hack the… thing… to bits.
“But you’re so,” Cullen crooned, and literally woobied on the spot. “Ador~a~ble~ when you sleep!”
Gilber pulled the gun from his waist and started firing, he could feel his dinner coming back up for another round.
Thankfully the wannabe vampire was too much of an idiot to move and was soon riddled with bullets. With a dying noise that was probably meant to sound romantic and beautiful (but wasn’t) Cullen slumped to the floor, twitching.
Muttering under his breath, mostly about women and how they always had to get back at you, Prussia turned back and yanked his sword from the wall. It was going to be a messy night.
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