Warnings: None.

I don't know how to write Austria or Hungary well, but I desperately wanted to write some AusHun, so I don't really care tbh I damn love AusHun (and frankly there isn't enough of it).

I saw the prompt and instantly thought of AusHun and Austria's terrible sense of direction.


He was lost. Not even just a little bit lost, but completely, and utterly lost. How had he got himself into a forest? Roderich looked around him, looking for anything that might help him make his way through the dense trees.

"I'm not lost," he muttered to himself, continuing his walk forwards. "Just a little off my usual route. Nothing to worry about. I'm perfectly fine." With his head held high, Roderich moved on, watching the trees with little interest.

He couldn't tell how long he'd been walking through the woods, but it felt like hours as he daintily sat himself on a tree stump, making sure his clothes hadn't gotten too dirty in his long trip. Never had he walked so long, and his legs hurt.

"I'm not lost," he said again, twiddling his fingers in his lap. "I can easily find my way home from here." But alas, Roderich continued to sit on the stump, hands in his lap as he tried to figure out his next move. He knew he could call Eliza, but she would make fun of him, she always did when he got himself lost, so he just sat there, doing nothing.


Roderich could see that it was getting dark out by the way the shadows of the trees moved with the setting sun. "I'm not lost," he repeated for the third time. "I would be able to get home, but I suppose calling Elizabeta won't hurt." He pulled out his phone, visibly wincing as he noticed the mass amount of missed calls and texts from a very angry and very worried wife. He dialled her number back, fingers tapping against his leg as he waited for her to answer.

"Roderich, where are you?!" She shrieked as soon as she picked up the call. "You've been gone hours! Why haven't you been picking up your phone?! God, I knew I shouldn't have let you go alone!"

"I'm in a forest."

"You're… in a forest?"

"Yes. With big trees and far too much dirt."

"I sent you to the shop, Roderich. The shop that is just around the corner, how on earth did you end up in a forest?"

"I'm not too certain myself, Elizabeta."

"Honestly, you're hopeless. Describe where you are, I'll come get you."

"There are trees and dirt."

"You know full well that I meant when you walked into the forest."

"I don't remember."

"You're… just… just wait where you are okay? What directions in the forest did you take?"

"I just walked forwards."

Elizabeta went silent for a moment, before letting out an exaggerated sigh. "Roderich, did you not think about, I don't know, turning back?"

"Turning back?"

"Yes, when you realised you were in a Goddamn forest, why did you not turn back?"

Roderich paused. Truly, he hadn't even thought about turning back the way he came, or even just not walking into the forest to begin with. "As if that matters right now, Elizabeta, will you come and get me or not?"

"Of course I will just wait where you are. I'll send Ludwig's dogs after you."

"I'd rather you didn't do that." But she had already hung up the phone.

She was laughing as she pulled on her boots, hysterical laughter in fact. Her eyes teared up and her stomach hurt from laughing. Ludwig nor Feliciano knew exactly why she was laughing, and neither asked.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, boys, help yourself to anything."

"Where are you going, Eliza?"

"My husband has got himself in a bit of dirt, so I need to rescue the pretty princess. Have fun while I'm gone!"

It only took Elizabeta a few minutes to locate the forest he's obviously wondered into. With a roll of her eyes, she began to make her way into the trees. Eliza knew she didn't need to call out, knowing her husband he was only a few minutes' walk into the woods to begin with.

For once Elizabeta hated being right, as only a few minutes of walking, she spotted her husband sitting on a tree stump, legs crossed and hands on his knees. If she didn't find him quite so endearing, she was sure she could kill him.

"Princess, your knight has arrived," she mocked, as she bowed in front of her husband. "I've slain the evil trees and made my way to you!"

"You got here fast," he replied, standing up.

"Roddy, darling, you're barely a mile into these woods."

"I walked for hours."

"Hours to you, maybe." Elizabeta laughed, putting Roderich on the back. "You need to pay more attention, my love."

"Hmph."

"Come on, let me take you home, Ludwig and Feliciano are waiting for us. Where's the bag?"

"Bag?"

"Bag of stuff from the shop. You did make it to the shop at least, right?"

"No."

Eliza rolled her eyes. "Man, I knew I should have gone instead." She slipped her hand into Roderich's. "Guess we'll just have to make dessert. No big deal."

"I'll make it."

"Just don't blow it up this time, okay?"

"I wouldn't." Roderich pressed a light kiss to Elizabeta's head. "Thank you for picking me up again."

"Oh, Roddy, I'd travel the world to save you from your lack of direction."