BORED (prumano)

yuria-chan · Post by **yuria-chan** » 03-02-2014 23:12

Feliciano let out a panicked welp and flailed his arms around completely startled. Slowely he stopped protesting and was now just completely surprised.
A lot was happening and he didn't understand. "Ah Germany that was scary!" But the coy smile on his lips told that he wasn't unhappy with the turn of events. He got to have his Germany to himself, and the man seemed very into it now.
He trailed along letting himself be led making sure to put one hand on Germanies but as they were walking.

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Gilbert made a face. The idea of his little brother having sex was both cute, but also really weird.
"Ehh, yeh there's only one solution. We'll play super loud music in the basement. That way we're far away enough and we won't hear it... I hope."
He started the coffee machine. It was a proper one Veneciano had given to Ludwig for christmas once. The Italian had been sick of waking up here and not being able to drink some decent coffee.
"Oh, and if I invite you to the basement I don't mean any creepy shit or anything! It's just that that's where my room is." He laughed awkwardly "Yo Romano- want to have fun in the basement-" He said jokingly in a purposefully creepy voice.
"Yeh I still have my bird! Good little fellow. Though it's not actually tame... It's a wild bird that I nursed back to health when I was still a knights order. It sorta stuck around me but it doesn't live in the house. It sometimes sits in the garden and I feed him and stuff. Weird huh, that our immortality rubs of on animals for a bit?"

dernhelm · Post by **dernhelm** » 04-02-2014 00:33

“ChigiIii… damnit you bastard” he looked a bit startled but laughed nonetheless.
“Ahh I thought you meant you ehh have like a music studio down there, but that’s where you sleep right?
I do notte play much instruments you see.”
Romano looked real content with the sweet promiss of real coffee.
“But ehh sure I like to a come to your ‘dungeon’, I hope I am not underdressed. If I had ehh known I would have worn something more ‘medieval’ ” he winked.
He was glad there would be a whole floor between them, he just hoped it would be enough.
Having a pet like that must be real fun. “I guess that bird really likes you then, if he keeps coming back”
Romano wished he had somebody like that, most just walked out on him like grandpa.
“Ah that reminds me…” Romano exclaimed as he shoved the wet hairy dishwashing brush across Prussia’s cheek
“Grandpa says: Salve” It was a custom of the Italy brothers, to have a laugh while doing the dishes.

yuria-chan · Post by **yuria-chan** » 17-02-2014 23:29

Prussia liked the insinuation game. Even if he'd be to awkward to make a real move. "There are appropriate outfits you can borrow in the fun dungeon~"
God this was terrible, he loved it.
In response to Romano brushing him with the brush he swat at him with the drying towel while snickering. "Kesesese- ah? Your grandfather? How do you mean that?" He was a bit confused was that na Italian saying?
-because if Romano could communicate with the dead he just needed to know how old Fritz was doing!-

dernhelm · Post by **dernhelm** » 18-02-2014 00:20

"Eheheheh Ahahah" Fun dungeon? the Hell this boy.
"I don't think your maid costume suits my fucking complexion"

So much for doing the dishes he thought.
Well they had tried anyway,... for about three fucking minutes or so but whatever.

Ah luckely Prussia didn't hit him hard. It was somewhat like the old times bathing with the boys and making fun.
"Ehhh well I mean ehh just like ehh" God how to explain in English?
"Because Grandpa got like wet kisses and because of the.."
he gestured "the beard, you know.. feels like the wet brush...
It's just something Me and mio brother make fun about. Sure you make fun with your brother too...
when you are medieval maids and all... super toll.. i'm sure!"
He laughed "Now I'm really curious how your room looks like. HA HA"

yuria-chan · Post by **yuria-chan** » 18-02-2014 00:34

Gilbert got the joke and laughed. "My Granddad didn't have a beard! Or well, he did have a nice moustache but under Roman rule they had to shave-" He rigourously dryed the plates and left them in neat piles sorted on size.
He may be the more fun loving variety but he was still so very German...
"I'll do the pans tomorrow morning, come on lets have some fun. I have video games and music and uhm books I don't know."
He gently tugged Romano's sleeve to show he should come along.

dernhelm · Post by **dernhelm** » 28-02-2014 16:36

Romano nearly tripped laughing
“And under my rule you still cannot,… I’ll die if you grow one… that would be a serious fashion crime”
He let Prussia finish, still snorting. The idea was just to stupid. Blondes should not grow facial hair, that’s illegal. *

When he looks at Prussia he begins laughing again.
Gawd poor boy can’t even grow decent eyebrows, does the carpet match the curtains?
How the Hell did he get so white? He’s so white, so fucking white.

When Prussia tugges his sleeve he grabs his arm to balance himself.
With their arms next to eachother the difference between them is more clear then ever.
“How DID you get so white? Like you are like cut from stone, you are.”
He pulls him close to look into his eyes
“God’s special little snowflake with fiery eyes to match,… still… you can not grow a mustache under Roman rule”
He opens the fridge and takes two beer “ok let’s”

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(It’s a commen beard-myth: only people with dark hair grow good beards.
My headcanon: Romano hates beards & mustaches on fair-haired men
except for the elderly, but then it’s more symbolic. There are actually quite a few haircoloring products specialized to darken beards!)

yuria-chan · Post by **yuria-chan** » 23-03-2014 02:01

Prussia led him down the steps. "I was always this white! Medieval times were a blast!" Red eyes... Colourless skin... wherever he went people either declared him an angel or a devil. Not that he was anything special... At that time he had been a baltic tribe and later a knight order, not even a country yet.

He paused in front of the basement door. "Ok, let me go in first to see if the coast is clear..." He wasn't sure if he was ready to share his porn with Romano already (Or his dirty underwear, Romano was really cool and he wanted to impress him.) He sneaked in and did a quick check. All seemed safe... He was pretty clean most of the time, he liked things to be in order and organised, he was still a real German.

"Ok, coast is clear!" He called as he sat down on his bed. The other place to sit was the desk chair and he figured to leave that to Romano. "Ok, now what do we do to pass the time? We can watch movies, play games maybe... Talk about the fleetingness of time as the old bastards we are." That last one was obviously a joke.

dernhelm · Post by **dernhelm** » 30-03-2014 23:22

Why did he need to check if the coast was clear, he didn’t have rats down here, right?
Romano walked in with a little caution. He wasn’t quite sure what to expect. So this was Prussia’s place, right?
His place that reflected who he was and were he kept the things he valued.
Romano peeked over his shoulder to check if the other nation remained sitting on the bed and not sneaking in on him.

The nation had been annexed so much it had left his marks, he had little trust around the other nations.
Even though Prussia seemed nice he didn’t want to get off guard until he was sure it was save down here.

The Italian tried to sip his drink in a careless matter, although it was rare for him to drink beer.
He only drank beer with pizza, either beer or coke anyway.
And because he tended to get fat just looking at it, he tried to stay away from the snack as much as possible.
It was just as tidy and clean down here, still the atmosphere was very different from upstairs.
He inhaled the scent of the place, it didn’t smell like a cellar nor a dungeon.
Prussia sure had a lot of books, he wondered if he had read all of them.
Besides that there were a lot of silly things that gave it a bit of a dorky student feel. But no calendar girls.
Romano let out a relaxed sigh as he dropped himself on the bed next to Prussia as he figured this place was safe enough to hang out.
“yeah,… we’ve seen a lot luckily we don’t look it…”
Romano took of his shoes and annexed Prussia’s bed.
“…What game console you got?”

yuria-chan · Post by **yuria-chan** » 16-04-2014 23:44

Prussia made a proud face. "I got more than one! I have a game cube, and aaaaa" He made a drumroll with his head on the cupboard under the television. "This!" He pulled out a absolutely ancient looking console. It was black with two rows of square buttons. "It's a BSS 01!" He carefully placed it on the bed. He looked up to see Romano's reaction.
"It's my treasure, it was the only console to ever be available in the DDR."
He snickered. "Can you believe that it still works?"
He caressed the buttons for a bit. "But I think you'd rather play something more advanced than pong?"
This machine got him trough so many grim afternoons. Surprisingly not the ones where he'd seen the secret police abduct people, or the ones where he'd spent all his time to make sure his people had a place to hide from possible bombs. The bad days he was busy enough, no time for games. And he also didn't touch it on the good days. Those days he was busy rebuilding Berlin making a grand entrance avenue surrounded with soviet Architecture. On good days he was busy enough.
No he needed it on the average days, the days you just drag yourself trough. the days on which it seems that this type of life would last for the rest of the foreseeable future. those were the days he found solace in the console.
He looked to his desk, seeing his laptop. "If you don't want to play gamecube, we can also game on my PC. Or watch weird youtube video's."
With a couple of cables in his hand he looked up to Romano wondering what to hook up.

dernhelm · Post by **dernhelm** » 17-04-2014 15:56

Romano was intruiged by the retro computer and the way Prussia overly adored the old thing.

“Tesoro, heh?”

He took one of the sticks that was attached with a thin pair of electricity threads, then put it down again carefully.
Romano had many treasures, secret keys he’d found, weird looking rocks, tomato’s…
it’s always silly small things that get to us, Romano thought

“Are you sure you want to play it with someone like me,… I might… you know… break it.”

He tried to make it clear that he was honoured, wanted to, but dared not because he was, simply put it; jinxed.

“It’s just, I’m a fuckup you know, nothing like my brother. A.a.and it would make eh me sad if I make eh you sad.”

Whenever he got nervous or emotional Romano got difficulty expressing himself in English
and he would stress things out more with his hands.
He wasn’t sure Prussia understood and felt need to elaborate.

“Well you ehh know, Spagna is your friend, he must ‘ve told you I am eh super clumpsy, right?
And I was a clumps under eh F. French rule too.
You can notte trust nothing to me, nothing of value,
I will destroy it b. by accident”

Just thinking about back then made his hands shake nervously,
which triggered more memories on failing people.

God, I must look like a total idiot right now, Romano thought.
They said he was grown out of it but he was always scared it would come back.
The tremors truly scared him.
When he was young, at bad days he couldn’t get anything done;
he could not draw, could not write or hold grip of things,
he couldn’t even walk properly; totally useless.
He wasn’t even sure what caused it, was it truly Chorea?
What about Graves or Thyroid disease, it could be Lyme, some even mentioned diabetes.
If so the bloodletting to temper his aggressive nature sure couldn’t have helped much.
Although it must have been nice for Spain to have him lying utterly drained on the couch
without the shouting and kicking for a couple of days.
It was really hard to diagnose on Countries in the first place.
Maybe it wasn’t any of these.
Maybe it was just a physical reaction on the events that past those centuries.
Maybe it was CSR or shellshock, there was a increased risk on PTSD also,
because he had to live with Spain for long, disconnected with his people.
Whatever the case, back then, he had outgrew it.
His sense of incapability however, had remained,
leaving him with a few nervous ticks, which ironically enough included light tremors.
They usually passed soon enough when he relaxed again.
Romano was sad cause he really wanted Prussia to like him,
because he was so kind.

“Youtube is fine with me, Prussia, you can pick whatever you like”

He rubbed his twitching hands a little to relax them looking at the floor .