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.))

romaniankingdom:

fortroughs:

romaniankingdom:

My chest is empty and it hurts and I remembered that all my soldiers are gone—not that I /forgot/ no but it’s stronger now and it hurts and I don’t like it make it go away—

 /hugs him even tighter

Okay, Petru. Listen. Try to calm down, alright? Everything’s okay now. Uncle’s here, just try to calm down. Your soldiers are fine, they’re okay.

/patpats back shhh baby shhh

No—no! My soldiers are all gone, they were all pulled out ages ago and they’re dead and gone and—and—

/he remembers everything, so he’s panicking and crying and he’s terrified that the other’s going to get mad and scold him and tell him that he’s making a mess of things

/but really when you’re six years old and you can’t even handle these types of things, you tend to freak

Uncle Uncle I just—please, just hold me tight—

Shhhhh, Petru, shhh. Uncle’s here. Everything’s alright.

/no, no one will tell my baby that he’s making a mess of things they will have to deal with me first before telling that

/smooches all over again, still patting his back

There, there. Shhhh.

It’s scary and sad and I hate it and I need Mister Buns but he’s at Lovino’s and Feliciano—and—and my house too but I can’t get him because Arthur’s there and I’m scared of him because he abandoned me and I don’t want to go there but I need him because he’s my very special animal friend and—and—and—

/he hiccups and shoves his face into the other’s shirt, before wailing out loud

/oh wow Peter you haven’t freaked out like this in about three weeks

/brave baby is brave awww yeah

/but seriously he’s scared

And—and all of them are dead and gone and why did you—why did you lie to me about that?