A/N: January 18...otherwise known as Prussia's birthday~ So here is a PruHun fic
"Fuck, January always goes by so quick, Ungarn." He laughs. "Yet here we are...January 18."
She laughs along with him. His grin faulters a bit but he regains it.
"I'm sorry Gil." She gets up to leave. She always does.
He closes his eyes, and hears the door slam shut just that little bit too hard, because they are both warriors under that 21st century nonsense.
"Kessessesse...looks like it's time to break out that picture and some beer again. Happy Birthday to the awesome me."
He doesn't move. A single tear falls from his eyes and he laughs.
"I'm not lonely, Gilbird. Fuck it, I'm so lonely." He pats the chick on his head and gets up.
"Beer time~!" He sings out. He reaches in for a good German beer.
"I feel like I'm forgetting something..."Hungary says. She looks down at the box wrapped in black. The ribbon is white and it has faint chicks on it. Her envelope is there.
"I guess not." She shrugs and barges in to see Prussia lying on the couch, with a couple of beer bottles. He is passed out.
She rolls her eyes and leaves the present. She turns to leave.
"Wait..."
She turns back and kisses the Prussian softly on his lips before turning and fleeing.
The next morning Prussia wakes up to see a box with an envelope and a tingling sensation left on his lips.
He'd totally fuck her next time he saw her.
OMAKE:
The Prussian lunges for the box, and tears it open.
His mouth goes dry with the sight of Elizaveta's panties.
The card reads "You try to break in anyways, why not give you a pair of my panties? My FAVORITE panties~!"
They're the color of his flag. Not German but Prussian.
Fucks yeah.
A/N: Sorry it's so short. Oh and that Omake was necessary for my health.