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Post by Prussia on Dec 9, 2011 21:46:42 GMT -5
Gilbert looked down at the completed costume in his hands. And it was awesome. After all, it WAS a Gilbird costume. But as a sudden thought came to his head, the Prussian smirked somewhat evilly. The email said more than one costume was allowed, right? Gilbert crept upstairs quietly. He slithered past his Ludwig's office, pausing for a moment to listen in on his phone conversation. Moving on, he eventually came to his brother's bedroom. "Now," he said quietly to himself. "Where did he hide that costume I gave him?"
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Post by Prussia on Dec 9, 2011 21:50:56 GMT -5
Feliciano nodded to himself. Now he remembered. It had been a very attractive costume. "So, you want me to dress as a girl?" he giggled. Feliciano had always wanted to dress as a girl again, even if only for old times sake.
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Post by Russia on Dec 9, 2011 22:19:45 GMT -5
"If you would not mind," Ludwig mumbled. "It would compliment my outfit." He had took to twisting his finger around the telephone chord to occupy his mind. He remember Feliciano telling him about wearing dresses when he was younger. "Do you know what Kiku is going as," he asked, anxious to change the mood.
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Post by Latvia on Dec 10, 2011 0:40:33 GMT -5
Livonia danced down the halls, running up a second, smaller group of stairs that led to the attic. She had plenty of things to make a costume out of there, and it shouldn't take her long to find something of interest to be. Should she be a vampire? Perhaps a cat like Latvia? No, she didn't want to be a cat, it was too cutsie for her taste. She opened a couple wardrobes, expecting them to be full of old clothes that would make nice costumes. One was full fo more dresses, one was for Estonia's clothes, one had Narnia in it, but none of them caught her interest. Finally, she found something that gave her an idea.
A white blouse, dark pants, a gray vest, and a black overcoat? How nice, they were al conveniently placed in one trunk. The girl grabbed them and continued to look around. A werewolf! Perfect! She looked around and found another pair of ears, ones that were too long to be cat ears, so they made fine wolf ears. She found an old brush and quickly turned it into a pretty black tail. The girl ran to her room to change, picking up some make-up that hadn't been used in years as well as a box full of costume supplies and contacts. She knew that she had a nice pair of slit-pupil red ones in there, somewhere.
Latvia managed to get himself dressed and was trying to get his collar on, blushing lightly as he stared into the mirror. He eventually got the collar on and began to straighten the ears that were on a black headband. He hated having to be a kitty for a party! All the other countries were going to see him and laugh at him! And what if Mister Russia was there...? What if he took pictures and used them as blackmail later...? Oh, the horrible things that could go wrong!
"Ready to go, Lat?" Livonia called as she walked out of her room, her outfit on and her contacts in. Her brother walked out of the room slowly, trying to pull down the shorts he was wearing. The older blond looked and smirked, placing her hands on her hips, "You coming or not? Jeeze, you little turtle, you take forever to get dressed... Now, to the Livonia Mobile!"
Livonia ran out of the house and to the car, her brother following her slowly as to make sure to lock the front door and take care of anything else that might need to be done before the two left. After that, he got in the car, and the two were on their way to the party...
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Sicily didn't seem to mind much when Romano spazzed out and fell. No, he seemed to do that a lot... perhaps she needed to come back later. Maybe Feliciano would like some cannoli! And while she was talking to him, she could ask for permission to go to the party. She could be a vampire, like from the movies, since she had a lovely formal dress and a mas she was dying to wear, an outfit that was very vampiric. They were supposed to be for Carnivale, but this a much sooner chance! She walked down the stairs to meet her other brother, who was on the phone with Mister Germany.
"Ciao, fratello!" she chimed happily as Etna caught up with her slowly, "Fratello, can I go to the party with you and Mister Germany? Mister Germany is really nice, I haven't seen him in a while! And I would really love to go! Please, please, please!"
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Post by Prussia on Dec 11, 2011 9:47:44 GMT -5
"Hmm~ I'm not sure what he'll be wearing... ah, one moment." Feliciano looked behind him to wear his little sister stood. "Si, of course you can go. Do you have a costume?" Smiling, he thought about how lucky he was to have such a cute, sweet sorella. But as Feliciano's gaze shifted to the dog by her feet, he shuddered a bit. Etna burned to many of his things.
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Post by Latvia on Dec 12, 2011 10:55:34 GMT -5
Sicily smiled as her other brother gave his permission for her to go. Feliciano was always more lenient than Lovino, which was why the young girl usually asked him for permission to do things or go places. Even if one fratello said "no", the other was likely to say "yes", and so the island-girl got to do many things. She smiled brightly and ran over to Feliciano to hug him, giving him a quick kiss on each cheek. I'm so lucky to have such wonderful big brothers! she thought.
"Grazie! Si, I have a costume!" he brunette smiled as she spoke. She had a wonderful costume from the last Carnevale celebration, a very pretty dress she could easily modify to be a vampire dress. Plus, if she was a vampire, Etna could always go as a bat! The Sicilian looked back and pet her canine companion on the top of her head, "I can go as a Vampire, and Etna will be my pet Vampire Bat! Because she loves to dress up!"
Etna raised an eyebrow and gave a slightly confused look to her master, but decided it best to ignore the made-up facts. Instead fo focusing on those, she turned her attention to her master's brother, Feliciano. The dog sighed out a small tuft of smoke and stared at him with lava-red eyes, able to tell that he didn't like her fires and how she burned things. At least she was better than her brother, Vesuvius... That one wasn't even a pet, he just ran around and did whatever he liked! Thankfully, he had been sleeping for a long time, and hadn't bothered anyone in recent years...
"Is Mister Germany going to come?" Sicily asked, looking over at the phone. She liked whenever Mister Germany went with them, he seemed like a nice person (even if Lovino didn't seem to think so). He was like another Mister Spain to the young girl, just another country who was close to one fo her brother's, another country who had managed to protect/care for her brother.
"Hi, Mister Germany!" she yelled loudly, so that she could be heard through the phone.
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Livonia and Latvia were on their way to the party.
((Can you guys read the text without straining your eyes, because I can make it bigger if you want me to.))
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Post by Russia on Dec 13, 2011 16:15:04 GMT -5
Ludwig could hear the Italian's younger sister shouting through the phone. "I suppose your sister is coming along as well," he directed toward Feliciano. "I'll call you when I am prepared to leave. For now I must go pack and see what Gilbert is up to."
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Ivan smiled as he held his costume up. He was certain the others would like it (after all they would be punished if they objected). He carefully packed it on top of his clothes and added a toothbrush, a hairbrush, and a few bottles of clear liquid to the mix. Ivan hastily dragged his belongings down to the car- a small vehicle that had seen better years.
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