Seizing the kitchen (OPEN to anyone)

[Egypt]

Egypt rolled his eyes.

'tch... Stupid Prussian... He should know when to just give up... If he keeps this up, then it won't be just Seychelles, Czech and I who are mad at him...'

"You are not just responsible for fighting zombies, Prussia... You need to help with other things are well..." As Egypt spoke he opened his medium sized med kit, pulling out some supplies to clean his gash.
"Everyone is responsible for their own living space and if they are needed somewhere else then they should go help to the best of their ability. You may be a front liner but your help could be needed by any of the other groups as well, so keep that in mind."

He stood on his tip toes, struggling to reach the gash on the Prussian's temple. The Mediterranean nation managed to reach up and clean of the wound (somehow). He then pulled out a medium sized bandage and placed it over the gash before it could bleed more. He muttered to himself as he worked.

"Sheesh... Why does everyone have to be taller that me? It's not like their some large country like Russia... dear Ra, even some of the micro nations are taller than me... this is disgraceful..."

[Prussia]

((I hope nobody minds slightly longer posts, these seem to be common for me |D Also yay I got karma somewhere I have no idea where but yay))

Prussia waited nervously for someone to say something. Of course, he refused to admit to himself the unsettling feeling within him was nervousness; he told himself he was just… not sure how they’d react and if he’d get his food like this or if he’d need to beat someone up first. Maybe all of the three, he could do it, no problem! Turned out he didn’t have to though, as no sooner had he finished that thought when Czech stepped up and man, if he had been a bit nervous, she was a wreck. She was fiddling with her scarf as she looked up at him, seeming kind of unsure. Prussia cocked an eyebrow.

"Um...Lord Prussia...?"

Prussia’s trademark grin was quick to climb back on his face. Lord? He liked the sound of that. He still didn’t quite recall exactly how he and the girl were related, but seemed like he had taught her well. Well, of course he had. Everything he did, he did well! He was the best at everything, after all. Yep, even this girl admitted it. Things were starting to go his way again.

Just then he noticed the look she was giving him. She looked shy, even – dare he say it – adorable as she stuttered and asked him if he was alright. Kjah, so cuute! He had always liked cute things, they made him want to pet them. His baby bird, Latvia’s hair, bunnies, kittens and – gah, he was getting sappy. No time for that!

“Of course I’m okay! Lord Prussia’s always okay!” Prussia declared, pointing a thumb towards his chest, back to his usual self. And, without thinking, he placed a hand on the girl’s head. He kept it there for a while before grinning and starting to mess the poor girl’s hair up with strong strokes, laughing all the way: “So don’t you dare imply something could have hurt the great Prussia ever again or I’ll make sure you need to comb your hair for hours before you get it straight, hahah-!”

"One or two eggs?"

Prussia stopped both his hand and laughter right there and turned around, a bit confused. Huh, eggs? Was that directed at him? He noticed Sey holding a frying pan again, and instinctively he inched further away. Was she trying to hit him again? She was, wasn’t she?! Had Hungary really corrupted this girl this bad, or were women in general just crazy? He recalled Russia’s sister was batshit too, Belarus or something. Brr. Women.

Except… wait. Seychelles wasn’t glaring daggers at him this time. She seemed a lot more… normal. The accursed pan stayed firmly on the stove as well, the girl not seeming to have any intention of swinging it again. … Hah! Guess she finally understood his importance then!

Smirking, Prussia raised three fingers. “Three!” He declared, loud and brash like usual. “I’m extra hungry. And everything about me is big, including my stomach!”

Just then Egypt spoke up once more, having seemingly calmed down a lot as well. Hah! He knew everyone would turn right around and start doing as he wanted the moment he explained how important he was. Egypt mentioned that he had to help with other stuff as well though… Prussia didn’t understand why. He already had an important job, or what, could the others not handle anything without him?

"Everyone is responsible for their own living space and if they are needed somewhere else then they should go help to the best of their ability. You may be a front liner but your help could be needed by any of the other groups as well, so keep that in mind."

Prussia actually took Egypt’s words in this time and thought them through. It might have been because he actually spoke them in a much different way from before – Prussia was never that good at listening to lectures – or it could have been because he was fixing up the wound on his temple as he spoke, Prussia didn’t know. But he listened.

“Needed, huh?” Prussia repeated, clearly in thought. To him, one nation needing another was a clear sign of weakness. Others coming to help in when someone was in trouble… that was pathetic. And at the same time, he couldn’t help but admire it. People fighting together, nations supporting each other. It was a foreign concept to him, someone who had always fought alone, but… meh. He was ovethinking things! Egypt said he was needed! Needed as in, others recognized his strength. That was all that mattered.

So pushing away all complicated thoughts Prussia decided to just hang onto that small word and laugh. “Well, if you need me that much then I guess it can’t be helped! Guess it doesn’t matter what you guys do, you just can’t handle it without my awesome help! Fine, I guess I need to show you my genius cleaning skills sometime. But only if you show you deserve it, so better make that food amazingly tasty!”

With that he turned to look down on Egypt, who seemed to have some clear trouble reaching his height; he had muttered something of the sort to himself too. Still, for someone who barely reached him, he was doing a pretty good job patching him up. He’d need to keep that in mind if he ever needed to be treated again, not that it was likely. He could take a punch or two or ten!

“You are short,” Prussia remarked after a while. “Funny, at least those two have excuses ‘cause they’re women, but you’re a man and still can’t reach me!” He grinned and stood on his toes, fully aware that the man hadn’t finished his business with the wound. “Especially if I stand like this! Hah, what do you say, can’t reach me, can you? I’m too big for you! I’m too big for anyone! Hahaha!”

[Czech Republic]

“Of course I’m okay! Lord Prussia’s always okay!"

Her body slightly relaxed as he said that he was fine very glad that he did not yell at her to go away or say something along the lines of ‘I’m fine you stupid girl!’. That had always gotten to her when she was a child. As for the ‘Lord’ in his name she used this honorific because he was then her lord and master and thus showed the due respect he deserved even today.

Her body tensed up all over again as she felt his hand on her head feeling ready to punch him in defense but stopped herself when she realized that he was just messing with her hair making her blue headband become out of place yet not seeming to mind finding this much better than being yelled at.

“So don’t you dare imply something could have hurt the great Prussia ever again or I’ll make sure you need to comb your hair for hours before you get it straight, haha -!”

She gave a small laugh at this not sure if it was funny or not but didn’t want to offend him. After he was finished with toying with her hair she fixed it again being a very orderly person and hated for her hair or her appearance in general to be out of order.

She looked at Sey and watched her cooking and her eyes widened. She liked Sey a lot…but she had to admit that she could not cook. She immediately took action, pulling her hair up and pushing up her sleeves and went to straight to work. She decided to make everybody one of her own dishes!

Looking around the kitchen she found exactly what she wanted to make. Turning to Prussia she gave another shy smile but tried her best to not be as bashful. She wasn’t a scared little kid anymore…she was a proud independent nation!

“Um—Lord Prussia…would you may be like me to make you some of my Potato Pancakes?”

She was forced to pause when she saw him making fun of Egypt. Now that wasn’t fair! Egypt was born short he couldn’t help it!

“Also could you please stop making fun of Egypt…?” She asked a little louder.

[Egypt]

"Tch~ It is not my fault for being small, Prussia." Egypt finished patching Prussia up and put away his supplies.

"Do you have a head ache? or are you to tough to take advil?"

He mockingly stated, a smirk in his eyes. Egypt turned and sat down at the table, taking an apple out of the basket at the center of the table. The Mediterranean nation took a bite, chewed, then swallowed.

"I do not believe I have ever tried your potato pancakes, Czech... are they good?"

[Prussia]

Prussia was still standing on his toes far from Egypt's reach, not having noticed Sey was about to get some cooking help from the other female nation. He only turned when he heard the mention of potato pancakes. He recalled having eaten them before, though it was quite a while ago by now. His answer, then, was obvious.

"'Course! Make everything you can think of! I'm starving!" Prussia instructed, falling back to his normal height without noticing. He really couldn't pay attention two people at once. He had a selective attention span like that.

“Also could you please stop making fun of Egypt…?” Czech asked then, her voice a bit louder than before. Ooh, she wasn't trying to get all gutsy on him, was she? If so he'd need to knock her back down a bit. He decided to just observe her behavior and if she got too bold, growl a bit in her general direction or something. That should do the trick.

"Hahaha, I'm not making fun of him, I'm telling him about the facts! He shouldn't take it so hard, everyone's small compared to me!" That was also pointed at Egypt, who just finished defending himself by saying his small height wasn't his fault. Well of course it wasn't. Didn't mean he couldn't be teased about it!

"Do you have a head ache? or are you too tough to take advil?" Egypt asked, and Prussia managed to completely ignore the mocking tone and take the sentence as a compliment.

"Kesese, Of course I am! I don't need any medical attention! This wound here's going to heal on its- wha?" Prussia had reached to tap the gash on his head, only to notice it... had been treated. Wait, had Egypt managed to do it? When? When he was answering Czech? That sneaky bastard!

Well, his food was being cooked and everyone had settled down now, so Prussia... wasn't sure what to do while wait. He never had much patience, and he knew from experience cooking took time. Ugh, this is why he loved to invade Austria's place during lunch; there was always something already cooked for him to claim and eat. But, keh, guess he just had to sit down on his ass and wait, wasn't much choice.

So, Prussia threw himself to sit on one of the chairs and raised his still muddy boots on the table, arms behind his neck.

"Come on, be quick about that food, I'll die waiting! I'll seriously die!" He complained. "And then what're you gonna do without your best, most awesome and handsome zombiekiller ever around?!"

[Seychelles]

Seychelles noticed Czrech beside her. She guessed that Czrech knew that Sey can only cook simple food. Sey looked at Czrech and gave her a cheerful smile. She was glad that she was'nt the only one cooking for that idiot known as Prussia. Sey is glad she is best friends with Hungary.

When she heard the albino shouted at them, her eye twitched again. Seychelles turned around to shout back at him. But instead, her eyes widened as she saw the once cleaned table now dirtied with mud. Seychelles turned back and cooked finished 8 eggs. She turned off the fire and took a cloth. Walking up the the albino, she shove the cloth into his face and glared at him. "Clean it up, now." She dropped the halff dirtied cloth on his white hair and went back to cooking.

Sey took out some bacon and started to grill them. The aroma of the sizzling bacon filled the messy kitchen. While the bacon was cooking, Sey went to take out four plates.

[Prussia]

"Hey, what gives?! You're messing up my amazing hair!" Prussia complained, yanking the cloth from his head and throwing it aside in favor of wiping his hair clean. The trouble of having such awesomely light hair was that every single speck of dirt was visible even far away. Ugh. He took his time to clean his locks before finally looking back at Seychelles again. Tch, she was so damn annoying.

"Fine, fine, I'll clean," he grumbled and threw the cloth on the mud puddle on the table. He did a few quick sweeps with it before yawning and going back to his earlier resting pose, boots on table and all. That was as far as he was willing to bother. "There, done!" He yapped and threw the cloth further across the table.

Content with that, Prussia just laid back, closed his eyes and enjoyed the smell of bacon flowing into his nose. He had to admit the food at least smelled promising.

((Quick post is quick because I'm at school and should be making a game right about nooooow.))

[Seychelles]

((Im at home surppose to study for history exam XD))

Seychelles turned her head just a little bit to check on the arrogant brat, he was cleaning up his mess. Seychelles smirked at the sight of that. Perhaps he have something good in him. She doesn't get her hopes up. Seychelles turned back to concentrate on the food she was cooking. She has to admit this might be first time she has ever cook properly. Seychelles turned off the fire and transfered the bacon on a clean plate. The smell of delicious bacon was making her want to eat more.

"Here. " Seychelles said with a tone of annoyance. She place a plate with two eggs and 4 bacon strips in front of the brat. "Everyone takes the same number of eggs and bacon so don't complain or else..." She threatened before placing one plate in front of Egypt, one at an empty seat beside Egypt which was for Czrech, and at another empty seat beside the brat. That was for her. Even though she hated him, she does'nt want him to disturb the other two. Luckily she has a knife and fork in both hands.

[Egypt]

(I should be listening to my Psychology Professor right now... >.< )

Egypt looked down at the bacon on his plate. '...Pig...'

"I... um... Would anyone like to have my bacon? I, uh, don't eat pig... sorry."

The Mediterranean nation took off his Kheffiyah (his head wrap/cover) and set it down on his thigh.

"I mean no disrespect miss Seychelles, It's just a part of my religion..." Egypt looked to the other nations at the table, seeing who would take the bacon.

'Why do I have the feeling that Prussia will take the bacon...?'

[Czech Republic]

Czech decided to ignore it...it was not worth her time or energy...she might not of remembered much about Prussia but she knew that arguing with him was like trying to move a mountain nearly impossible to win. She decided to just continue with her cooking and act like it never happened. After all what was she to do about it when she was even too nervous to talk to him? Though she still had her pride.

"It still seems rather rude..." She muttered under breath as she began to wash her hands at the sink.

The smell of bacon filled the kitchen making her stomach suddenly bellow in hunger making her eyes widen as her hands flew up to her noisy stomach. Looks as though she was hungrier than she thought!

While everyone sat to their eggs and bacon, Czech placed an apron on her and tying the back she gave a very respectful smile at Prussia bowing her head at his answer to her pancakes showing just how proper of a young lady she was compaired to the unruly tomboy she once was.

"Of course Lord Prussia...but because of the short of rations I can only make one for each of us...I hope you don't mind..."

She went straight to work taking out all she needed; two potatoes, butter, garlic, a vidalia onion and poured a small cup of vegetable oil in a frying pan. She brightened at Egypt's remark giving him a large sweet smile.

"Oh they are very delicious! They use to be one of Mr. Germany's favorite things for me to make him when I was under his...care."

She coughed into her arm feeling a little awkward then went straight to work. It didn't take long for her to make the pancakes...she had done it so many times that she was able to get the job done in record time making the job look so easy.

She peeled the potatoes diced half of the onion, cracked an egg, and sprinkled a dash of garlic and salt onto the mixture all while it was busy frying in the frying pan at a very high heat. In the course of 15 minutes the food was done filling the kitchen now with the smell of cooked potatoes and garlic with just a touch of the onion. She placed the four pancakes on a single plate with a spatula then distributed each one to the other's plate until she was left with one for herself.

Her job however was still left unfinished. Before she could sit down and eat the food her body so desperately wanted she had to clean up her mess. She was a very orderly and neat person needing nothing to be a disarray or misplaced. She cleaned furiously though took her time so that she did a good job. She was after all a very hard worker and prided herself on doing her very best!

[Egypt]

Looking about the small kitchen, Egypt realized his question had been ignored.

'I'm starting to get more ignored than Mr.Canada...I guess it is to be expected...' Egypt cleared his throat softly and asked his question again.

"My apologizes but I um, do not eat bacon... would anyone like to have mine?"

He watched Czech go about the kitchen cleaning after she set a potato pancake on his plate.

'Won't her food get cold?'

(Short short short, sorry~!)

[Prussia]

((Seemed like everyone was posting when they were supposed to be doing school stuff then~))

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I won't complain, just gimme the food!" Prussia replied to Seychelles' comment with an impatient wave of his hand. He really just wanted to eat.

The foodplate was finally set in front of him, and not late after Czech came and set down her cooking as well. Prussia's grin reached from ear to ear. He took a moment to just close his eyes and take in the delicious smell of the bacon and the pancakes before he allowed himself to open his eyes and rub his hands together. He even finally removed his feet from the table and sat straight. The arrogance in his eyes was gone for the moment as well, completed replaced by pure joy and plain hunger. Food! Finally. God, he couldn't even count the hours he had went without food when making his way to this damn hideout.

Grabbing a fork and stabbing it into his food Prussia started to stuff the contents of his plate into his mouth, almost choking multiple times. But hell if he cared, he was finally eating! The joy, he could almost cry! Almost. He was too badass for that but... it was close, damn close. The bacon was delicious, and he now recalled why the potato pancakes had been his old favorite!

Prussia's joy intensified even more when Egypt opted not to eat his share. Oh, right, his religion forbade him to eat pig, right? Prussia could respect that. Having grown in a very religious environment when young and praying to God regularly, he could definitely understand the man's choice.

Plus, if he wasn't going to eat his bacon, that meant-

"More for me!" Prussia almost roared, leaping to lay halfway on the table in an attempt to reach the goods. His hair was pretty much in Egypt's face and his stomach threatened to crush the girls' plates underneath, but he didn't even notice. He just wanted to stuff his face.

"This ish acthually prtehhy ghood, yhou twho arenh’t half bhad!" He mumbled from behind his fork, still lying on the table. Yeah, it was a compliment, the best you could hope to get from him.

[Czech Republic]

Czech finished her work at last everything in complete order much to her pleasure allowing her a moment of relaxation. Taking her hair down from its sloppy bun and fixed it right up then took her seat at the table with the others and began to eat her potato pancakes. Her cheeks flushed as her stomach was already feeling full. She was a girl with a very small stomach who ate very little and one pancake was just perfect.

"This ish acthually prtehhy ghood, yhou twho arenh’t half bhad!"

She looked up fork in her mouth as a small blush came over her face. Was that a compliment? She supposed that it was though it was hard to tell with his mouth full of food. It was hard for her to take compliments so as usual she would either push them away or change the subject quickly.

She looked down at her plate as she cut another piece of her pancake feeling a little irrated by his lack of manners at the table. In her country they would never behave in such a manner...at least an adult would.

"Um--May--maybe you should slow down Lord Prussia..." She said her tone stating it more than suggesting it. She looked up and was quick to explain herself.

"I--I mean i--if you eat too fast then you're stomach won't know it just ate! A--and if you're not careful you'll choke! And its very rude to talk with your food in your mouth and stuff yourself like that[/size]..."

She muttered more quietly as she took another bite giving a pause once realizing that she had insulted him under her breath...she guessed that she had been away for so long that she forgot how to be quiet after stating her opinion...

[Egypt]

Egypt tapped Prussia on the fore head with his butter knife, in an attempt to get the taller man out of his face.

"Good Ra, Prussia I would have just passed you my plate... sheesh..."

The Mediterranean Nation finally gave up being soft about things around Prussia. Setting his knife down he reached up and clapped his hand over the man's fore head. Effectively pushing the near albino away from him, off the table and back into his seat. Egypt then picked up his plate and gently guided the strips of bacon onto the gluttonous man's plate.

((Ok I just had the funnest mental image of that scene~ someone HAS to draw that! XD ))
(Ok so Czech gets to draw the scene mentioned above~ lol)

[Czech Republic]

((DUDE!! I'LL DRAW IT!!! I'LL DRAW IT!!!))