Le Petit Prince
Now We Are Six, Clever as Clever
"To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world..." --Le Petit Prince
((This is an independent RP account for Fort Roughs/an Alternate Interpretation of Peter Kirkland from Hetalia. He is five years old, physically.))
…it’s…thundering out.

belarussia:

fortroughs:

belarussia:

fortroughs:

I’ll be…hiding under my bed…if you need me.

“Peter, would you like to sit with me?”

<GRABBY HANDS>

“M—Mama, stay…!!”

She sits besides the bed and pulls him into her lap around the belly. “Of course, myutka. I will not leave you to the thunder alone.”

Peter squirms a bit, swallowing. “I—ah, but mama, what about the baby? Won’t I be squishing them?”