[Fuck, he needs new friends. Look at your life, look at your choices, Prussia. (Nevermind the fact that he'd gleefully do the same to France.)
He whirls around, bright red and fuming. He's ready to lay it into France, because goddamnit, worst reunion and worst friend ever. What keeps him from immediately decking the other nation is the nearly hysterical reaction.
France is a nation prone to great emotion, something for every occasion and person. There are layers upon layers upon layers, and then there are times it is stripped bare. It isn't always easy to see what is truly there, and this time...
Underneath the typical hysteria is something he doesn't see very often, especially directed towards him.
He crosses his arms and glares down at the doubled over figure, sounding pissy and put off, though there isn't much heat in his voice.]
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He whirls around, bright red and fuming. He's ready to lay it into France, because goddamnit, worst reunion and worst friend ever. What keeps him from immediately decking the other nation is the nearly hysterical reaction.
France is a nation prone to great emotion, something for every occasion and person. There are layers upon layers upon layers, and then there are times it is stripped bare. It isn't always easy to see what is truly there, and this time...
Underneath the typical hysteria is something he doesn't see very often, especially directed towards him.
He crosses his arms and glares down at the doubled over figure, sounding pissy and put off, though there isn't much heat in his voice.]
I'm fucking disowning your stupid ass.