He looked up, ruby eyed at that flashy, too beautiful for its own good building. The moon glazed his irises, and that old snarky grin creeped up the side of his cheek into a flashy smirk. A bird, not too large and yellowed at the feathers, let out two muffled chirps as he too decided it would be a thrilling idea to mimic his master, and stare at the beauteous mansion before them.

"Here we are Gilbird." An accented voice came out in a husk whisper from the lips of the pale man as he spoke to his pet. What a night for a little raid.

AN OLD RIVAL'S PROMISE

Miss Elizabeta Héderváry, with long brownish hair and lashes, had been laying down after a long day of cooking, cleaning, and caring for a building that honestly didn't even belong to her.

Ah yes. She was in a deep, passion baring sleep. Surly she dreamed of moonlight walks along the bay, counting sheep as they flocked up to the hills, and the peaceful winds that gently brushed over the grassy lands.

No actually that wasn't what she was dreaming about at all, it was more or less something about fighting and making a mess of herself. One wouldn't help but to hear a small sleepy chuckle escape her throat as it surprisingly brought this young lady great joy to think of such boyish things.

Tack!

An interruption.

Tack tack!

Oh lord please not this.

THUNK!

Damn it man can't a girl get some rest!? Apparently not.

She got up with messy hair and a nose of wrinkled disgust. What in the world was making all that unearthly racket? Oh no, she wasn't going to play dumb this time. She knew exactly who it was.

Hurriedly she rushed to the window not too far from her bedside. One would think she would be sleeping with the master of the house, but no. As she was more or less a maid of the man at this point, that was not the case at all. Besides that he was far too nervous to even suggest the thought. This was fine though as she had a habit to twist and turn in her sleep. Often times she would wind up with one leg over the covers and one underneath, her mouth wide open and allowing a light trail of drool to dribble down her chin. Not very lady like at all. ANYWAY.

"GILBERT I SWEAR ON MY LIFE THAT IF IT'S YOU I-"

She opened the window abruptly, allowing the cool breeze to lift up her hair and let it flow around her for a moment before settling down into the summer time drawl and over her shoulders again. To her surprise, it was silent for a very long while.

"Gilbert? Gilbert is that you?"

"Down here!" There was a forced reply below her. She looked down.

Sure enough, there was Gilbert being foolish as ever and clinging to the wall of the mansion with his life. His poor pet was fluttering around his head in a panick as the man was very high up and could be close to falling.

Eliza was shocked.

"GILBERT!" She exclaimed in horror.

Austria's voice came from the hall and wondered if she was alright.

"Mmf. I-I'm fine Austria! Just had a weird dream is all!" She replied. Her voice transitioned into an aggressive whisper. "Gilbert what are you doing here?"

"I'll explain when you help me up! As awesome as I am I maaay be having some trouble keeping my grip."

Eliza just stared with a raised eyebrow.

"I AM ASKING YOU FOR HELP WOMAN! I AM GOING TO FALL!"

A smile crossed her face.

"I don't knooow..."

"ELIZA!"

"Ok, ok, geeze!"

Quickly she pulled him up and over the window frame and the man dusted himself off before speaking.

"You were really going to let me fall weren't you?"

"Well even if I did, everyone knows that Prussians bounce."

The ruby eyed male looked up with a twitching brow and a crooked grin.

"Are you calling me fat?"

Eliza replied with a mischievous smile and a twisted gleam in her eye.

"I don't know, maybe?"

"Guh. You are lucky you're a girl or I would have hit you already."

Neither one of them had really worried of this remark. Often they would joke like this. It was their strange way of showing each other their appreciation.

"Now then." Said Eliza. "Perhaps you are more fit to answer my question. Just what are you doing here?"

"Well I was going to panty raid you but seeing as I had a couple stones and a free hand I figured I would get your attention and we could hang out together in the woods! Alone! ...Because I am awesome."

FWAP!

She smacked him dead on at that remark.

"GAOW! GEEZE! It was only a joke! Mein gott you're strong."

"Well then why don't you tell me the truth already?!"

Once again Roderich spoke from across the hallway.

"Elizabeta? Who are you talking to?"

The woman could hear his voice getting closer, then finally some echoing footsteps.

"Shit!" She whispered loudly before taking Prussia by the collar of his shirt and forcefully shoving him into her closet wardrobe.

Austria knocked twice, then gently opened the door. The girl was lucky that he was slow in his strides as Gilbert was of course struggling to stay outside of the crampy wardrobe.

When the master of the house had entered, Eliza looked like a panicked mess with a false smile and tangled hair. Roderich raised a brow.

"Elizabeta? Are you alright?" His low voice asked in concern.

The woman giggled innocently, keeping her hands pressed to the wooden doors of her large dresser.

"I'm absolutely fine sir! Ahaha! Completely fine!"

"You don't seem fine. Are you ill?" He came closer, lifting his hand in attempts to check her temperature. She let him, but her heart was racing. "You are sweating." He remarked.

The man's eyes quickly shifted, staring at something just above Eliza's head. He squinted hard and the girl was quick to notice.

"Shit shit! What if he knows?" She thought to herself nervously.

"What is he doing here?" The man asked in a low and serious tone.

Elizabeta's heart dropped.

"Who, what? I don't know who you're talking about! AHAHAHA!"

"Come here Gilbird."

"Gilbird?" The girl turned around to see the fluffy yellow bird preening his feathers on top of the wardrobe then tilting his head cutely at Austria, followed by a double blink. She was honestly relieved. "Oh right! G-Gilbird! He flew in and I was trying to catch him! He came alone though so it's ok. I'm sure he just got separated from his master! I'll be sure to return him in the morning! I promise."

At this point the little bird was fluffed up in Austria's hands. Roderich stared at it for a while, then smiled gently and scratched the little guy on top of his head.

"Well ok. If you are sure I mean." He said with a nod before placing the bird back on top of the dresser. "Try to get some rest tonight, ok?"

"Oh don't worry I will!"

"Good night Elizabeta."

"Yes, good night!"

Slowly the man walked out, then closed the door, and was on his way back down the hall. Then once the cost was clear, the girl opened the door and Gilbert stumbled on his face. Eliza knelt down in front of him and lifted his chin up so that he was facing her.

"Now, I will ask this one more time. What. Are you doing here?" The expression on her face wasn't at all an inviting one.

"Oh come on Liz, don't be like that!" He stood up straight, then realized he had a bra on his head from the wardrobe and quickly took it off. "I came here to tell you that I found something really important in the woods the other day and I wanted to show it to you."

"Why in the world is that important enough for you to wake me up at midnight!?"

"Just trust me ok? This is serious."

"Ha! What a laugh. Me, trust you? I think I might cry from laughing to hard!"

She really was about to, that is until Gilbert quickly covered her mouth.

"No." He whispered. "I mean this is really, really, serious."

This caused Eliza to stop in her tracks. Gilbert waking her up at midnight and nearly killing himself was one thing, but being actually serious about something? This was huge...