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[When Prussia woke up this morning she did so with the very simple intent of eating pancakes, working out, then curling up with a book never to be seen by the world again, until it was time for her to scour the Internet of course. Pancakes successfully obtained, though not nearly as delicious as they should have been since Germany was away on

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[Of course not. What was questionable about anyone here? And even if they were questionable, she could hold her own, half asleep, hands tied behind her back, right

[wild_kuken]

[But of course, no one could take the awesome Prussia down, especially in her sleep! After all she's already become king of the world in her dreams! Though perhaps she was a little too involved in ruling the world in dream land if she was so knocked out of it she didn't sense Germany creeping up on her. This was just supposed to be a light cat nap after all. But the hair playing makes her shift just a bit, and soft little murmurs escape her; they almost sound like West and little bird and other unintelligible words. Other than that though there's no sign he's been noticed because, well, he hasn't.]

[zweitespielerde]

[Wonderful! He'd be proud of her, if he could see. He smiled at his--sister's--counterpart's--. . .nickname, and began brushing her hair gently with his fingers(though how anything gentle was accomplished with fingers as big as his was anyone's guess.) His fingers running through her hair, pushing any hair out from in front of her, from away from her shoulders and chest, eventually to lightly running his fingers over her bare arms and shoulders.]

[He knew if he touched her stomach like he wanted to she'd feel ticked and might wake up. Not that just continuing the way he was wouldn't possibly wake her up, but he was being as gentle as Germanly possible!]

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[For a while he's gentle enough that she doesn't stir. Every once in a while more words escape her but for the most part she's busy running her dream land kingdom to feel anything but content with the hands in her hair and running across her arms. What makes her stir is, in fact, caused by him being too gentle; his touch is so light it causes a shiver to run up her spine. It makes her shift enough to press up against a muscled body that was most definitely not there when she went to sleep and she opens her eyes just a bit, obviously glazed over from resting.]