[ sanctuary - video post ] how do you like them apples?

[prussiasgilbert]

[The screen flicked on and Prussia settled himself in the chair. The room had Prussian Blue walls, a black ceiling and a four poster bed in the far corner of the room, decorated white linens and black throw pillows. The furniture was solid ebony in a classic design. Simple, elegant even, but comfortable. Everything was crisp and pressed. However

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[das_vaterland]

. . . Bruder, if you are hungry, we can eat something in the kitchen.

[deadpan]

[prussiasgilbert]

[Surprised]

West! T-this was important show of defiance not an act of starvation!

[das_vaterland]

[sighs]

Nothing we do seems to bother them.

[prussiasgilbert]

Yeah well, fuck them. They're just trying to play around in my head.

[das_vaterland]

I agree, bruder.

. . . . are you still hungry?

[prussiasgilbert]

Good.

I'm always hungry! Are you going to feed me West~?

[das_vaterland]

[gives a frown]

I was considering eating, possibly.

[prussiasgilbert]

[gives a sweet sweet smile]

Well if you so choose to pursue this endeavour of eating, make me something too~

[das_vaterland]

[huffs a little] I'm not bringing it to you. You have to come get it.

[prussiasgilbert]

[tries not to snigger]

But you haven't been in my room~ Come visit me Weeeest~

[das_vaterland]

[Prussia's replies are met by a long, blank frown.]

[the video is turned off.]

[prussiasgilbert]

Prussia crosses his arms and leans back in the chair, pouting.

"Stick in the mud."