Just a little vignette I wrote in English. The Prussia/Austria is more vaguely implied at the end, but, well, heh. "Show me anything and tell me how," are lyrics from the song "Strangers Like Me" from Disney's Tarzan.
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His urge to play the violin had stemmed from none other than Austria. He hated how easily the music came to the aristocratic nation, how he could look at any piece of music and play it like he had known it for years and years. After all, anything Austria could do Prussia could do better (if he wanted), so it was only natural that he'd want to show up Austria in the music field, too.
He had no urge to play the piano. It was nice to listen to, but he doubted he could ever play it – he'd get bored, and give up after one attempt. So when he had found the little master playing the violin, instead of his piano, Prussia decided to try that instead.
"Hey, little master…" he had tried, shuffling as Austria looked up, confusion and slight irritation etched across his face.
"Can I help you?"
"Do you think I could learn… how to play one of those?"
"You want to learn… how to play the violin?" Austria asked, clearly baffled.
Prussia smiled. "Yeah. Yeah, I would, little master."
Austria stared at him for a few moments before lowering the instrument. "Very well," he said, confusion still the dominant emotion. "But you'll have to listen to me."
"I can listen," Prussia retorted. "Even if it's to your prissy voice."
"Prussia."
The former Kingdom of Prussia merely smirked. "Show me anything and tell me how," he said cockily, even as Austria glared at him
And who knew? Maybe, if he were lucky, this would progress beyond just violin lessons. He could be patient, after all—he was patient for years before rising up against the prissy aristocrat that, even now, stood in front of his awesome and superior self. He was patient then, and he would be patient now.
"First of all, Prussia, you have to learn how to hold it properly…"
He could hardly wait.