Prologue
Peter's cough was still keeping him awake, so he was watching anime in bed when his Uncle Matthias came in.
"Hey squirt," he said. "I heard you weren't feeling so hot."
"Hey uncle," said Peter. "I see Uncle Lukas has kicked you out of the house."
"Nah, he hasn't gotten rid of me yet." Matthias grinned at his nephew. "I'm here because I have just the thing for what ails you." He held up a rather worn book and waved it cheerfully in the air.
"A story?"
"Not just any story," said Matthias. "This is the best sick-time story ever! Your mom and dad and I read it to each other when we were sick, and I read it to Uncle Lukas when he was sick, and now it's your turn!"
"Well, alright," sighed Peter. "Does it have explosions and people dying in it?"
"Sorry kid, no explosions. But death? Oh yeah! And sword fights and monsters and torture and pirates and all kinds of cool stuff!"
Peter squirmed under his bedsheets, trying and failing to look uninterested. "Okay then," he finally said. "I'll try to stay awake."
"Fall asleep and I'll poke you," said Matthias. He opened the book and turned to the first page. "Alrighty then. Once upon a time, in the kingdom of Florin, there lived a family of farmers..."
So! I have begun my first-ever Hetalia fanfiction. And my first-ever Princess Bride fanfiction. Hooray! I hope you all enjoy it!
Human names will be used in this fic. For those who don't know, Peter = Sealand, Matthias = Denmark, and Lukas = Norway.
Axis Powers Hetalia is the property of Hidekaz Himaruya. The Princess Bride is the property of William Goldman.
