Hello there! I'm Sealand, or Peter Kirkland, or "That one little kid-" just don't call me Pete. That sounds like an old man's name. Anyways, I hope we can be friends, and please enjoy your visit at the Principality of Sealand!
((Indie SFW RP blog for Sealand/Peter from Hetalia
All 100x100 icons by douceshistoires))
Peter’s smile faltered at the question. Did he really need a reason? He thought this over for a moment. “Well, why aren’t you?” the child countered. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile!” Then again, it wasn’t like he saw Belarus often. He was pretty sure this was his first time talking to her.
"Yeah, but if I’m a failed America, that means he thinks I’m even worse than Alfred, doesn’t it?” That had to be pretty bad. He always looked up to the nation, but he knew Arthur thought he was annoying. He knew his brother thought rather lowly of him, but he didn’t know just how much. “I wonder what else he says about me.”
Belarus began to lose her cool facade. Beads of sweat formed on the back of her neck. “I wouldn’t know,” She had wished she had continued to argue about Latvia’s worth as a friend. “But if it is being helpful, my brother is not too fond of me either,” The words escaped her lips, she realized she could not take them back, and so they lingered in the air.
Peter looked up at her, eyes wide. He didn’t like her? He’d never really paid much attention to the relationships of all the other nations, but he’d just assumed all of the siblings were close. “He isn’t..? But why not?” Belarus seemed…. well, not exactly friendly, but fairly nice. She was willing to talk to Sealand, and that was more interaction than most of the nations would offer. He couldn’t see any reason for her own brother to not be fond of her..
Aww… How long does the paperwork take to fill out? Should I do the thing online like I did for the other title, or are you just gonna do it n’ take my money?
Yeah, dude, I promise! Peter Kirkland, right? Totally memorized!
Only an hour or so! Really, not too hard. No, no, we can do it in person, I think— Actually, I’m not really sure. We might need the online message-thingy. I dunno about all this business stuff. I usually let my boss handle it…
And, yeah! Peter Kirkland! Or Sealand; either one. And since you’re gonna be a knight of Sealand now, you gotta come visit, okay? I won’t even make you pay the usual tour and room fees, since we’re friends! We can play and stuff!
"I'm pretty sure tissues exist so you won't sneeze on me." //hello :v
Peter glared at his big brother. Being sick was bad enough— did he really have to get nagged along with it? “Oh, well, sorry then. I guess I forgot.’ He faced Arthur and faked a sneeze, not even bothering to cover his nose and mouth. He almost stuck his tongue out at the Brit, but decided against it.