This was suppose to be out seven months ago! I'm a horrible person!
Go ahead, shoot me, bash me over the head, drown me. Nothing else would be enough for retribution...well, maybe just a slap on the hand instead?
I'm behind on these but I have two others ready to post and ideas for the other 15 that I have to write.
So what is this: A birthday fic that covers most of the characters. A oneshot per character.
"Stay away from him [Name]! He's no good, nothing but a flat out bastard." Hungary shouted angrily as she waved the note around in the air.
"…Who likes to invade vital regions…" Austria trailed off as he walked out of the room with his coffee.
"Just who does he think he is? Sending such a preposterous and forward note, hmgh!"
"Um, Hungary…?" You raised your hand trying to grab the note out of her flailing hand. It was your note after all. As luck would have it the older woman happened to pass by as you were reading it.
She whirled around nostrils flaring and pan gleaming in a dark manner, "You shall not be going!"
"But…but!"
"No! My baby girl shall not be tainted by such a horrible person." She narrowed her green eyes at you. She had a very, very strong mother complex over you…well only when it came to the Prussian man. Every other man could do no wrong…except France but that was a given.
It didn't help that you would not have minded if he invaded your vital regions, and you were sure Hungary knew that. She was quite adamant about you staying as far away from the man as possible. When she had first noticed his unusual attention towards you Hungary made a vow to find out why. She didn't like what she found.
"Please can I have the note back?"
"No, you're not going, that is final." She folded her arms across her chest, crumpling up the note. When she viewed your defeated expression she turned on her heels and walked out of the room but not before dropping the note in the wastebasket.
You waited a few minutes until you heard her enter her bedroom before you rushed to find the note. Carefully picking at the contents of the basket you picked the eggshell paper out and unraveled it. It had small tears in it but that could be fixed with tape. When the note was back in fair form you closed your bedroom door and waited for night to fall.
Reading the writing one more time you climbed out the window and scaled down the side of the house using the clinging ivy. Stopping at the bottom you paused to listen to any sound that signaled that you were caught. All that drifted through the winter night was the sound of a piano playing. You took a deep breath in and quickly ran down the drive way and onto the road. It wasn't that far to your destination so you would walk as to not draw attention like you would with a car.
Stepping lightly you trudged your way up the hill, huffing. Once you reached the top you looked around for a familiar mop of hair. When you could see nothing but frost covered green grass you sighed in sadness. Looking down at the note for the eighteenth time you read it out loud:
"Meet the Awesome me at 10 o'clock.
You know where.
Love
The most Awesome person in the World,
Prussia"
"...He should be here." Crunching could be heard coming from behind you but before you could turn around you landed on the cold, hard ground. A shriek left your lips in surprise.
"Kesesese, miss me? Well how could you not miss someone as awesome as I?"
You wrapped your arms around Prussia breathing in the warmth that he gave off as he lay on top of you with a soft smile on your lips, "Yeah."
Prussia looked up at your face with a curious expression and shifted himself so you were pulled to his chest with his arms wrapped around your waist.
"[Name]…"
"Happy Birthday Prussia," You reached your hand into his platinum hair and took a firm grip as your lips met his in a chaste kiss. He pulled you tighter to him kissing back. Pulling away you pecked his lips four more times before you nuzzled in the crook of his neck.
He answered with a smile and a low whisper, "Awesome present for an awesome me," and leaned his head back to regard the sky.
The two of you sat on the frostbitten hill in each others arms watching the stars twinkle in the navy sky. It wasn't until Hungary ran up the hill baring her frying pan did you move. Laughter echoed into the night as Prussia and you raced down the other side of the hill away from the irate Hungarian woman hand in hand, together.
Let me know what you think!
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