He scurried through the undergrowth, his white Teutonic robe showing up in the dappled sunlight from the canopy above as he searched through the bushes in a sour mood.
“Tch! Hungary acting as if it was my fault he missed his shot! A real hunter would have not been so easily distracted!” He grumbled as he looked for his friends spent arrow. Hungary had made him go look for it, the brown haired nation was still his superior so if she wanted to, she could always order him to do it.. or beat him up all though both of them were to young to notice Hungary's true gender yet. Of course it was not often she had to do the later, they still were on pretty good terms right now and both considered each other good friends.
He was getting slighting frustrated, he would have to hope to catch a glint from the metal arrowhead or he would never find that blasted arrow.. they had signature fletching so Hungary would know if it was hers or not. Gilbert's were Black and white of course to match he Teutonic robes.
He was about to give up. He had been searching for over half an hour now. But then he spotted it. Halfway up a tall forest tree, lodged deep into the trunk. He was ecstatic for a moment, he had found it! The green and yellow fetching unmistakable.
But then he soon realised.. he would now have to climb that tree.
Now, of course Gilbert could climb trees, but it was a pretty tall tree.. and the effort just made him want to groan. He huffed slightly with his hands on his hips. “Stupid Hungary.. he should have to get his own arrow! But awesome me can easily do it!” He says walking up to the tree.
A Rp for myself, Hungary and Turkey! My first thread ever as young Prussia~ what fun.
“Tch! Hungary acting as if it was my fault he missed his shot! A real hunter would have not been so easily distracted!” He grumbled as he looked for his friends spent arrow. Hungary had made him go look for it, the brown haired nation was still his superior so if she wanted to, she could always order him to do it.. or beat him up all though both of them were to young to notice Hungary's true gender yet. Of course it was not often she had to do the later, they still were on pretty good terms right now and both considered each other good friends.
He was getting slighting frustrated, he would have to hope to catch a glint from the metal arrowhead or he would never find that blasted arrow.. they had signature fletching so Hungary would know if it was hers or not. Gilbert's were Black and white of course to match he Teutonic robes.
He was about to give up. He had been searching for over half an hour now. But then he spotted it. Halfway up a tall forest tree, lodged deep into the trunk. He was ecstatic for a moment, he had found it! The green and yellow fetching unmistakable.
But then he soon realised.. he would now have to climb that tree.
Now, of course Gilbert could climb trees, but it was a pretty tall tree.. and the effort just made him want to groan. He huffed slightly with his hands on his hips. “Stupid Hungary.. he should have to get his own arrow! But awesome me can easily do it!” He says walking up to the tree.
A Rp for myself, Hungary and Turkey! My first thread ever as young Prussia~ what fun.
