Hard Times
Back in the days when Prussia was a world power, Austria suffered from many problems. Austria was in need of some help, and he needed to get into some kind of alliance. But he had been turned down by many of the other countries, because of how bad his economy was getting. He had no where to go, and no one to turn to. Not even Switzerland would help him out. And finally, Austria had no choice but to ask that nation he hated most. Prussia.
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Prussia opened his front door, to see Austria standing there crying.
"Austria?" The Prussian came out of his home and put an arm around the Austrian. He hugged the other in a comforting way, and started hushing him. "What's wrong?"
Austria dug his face deeper into Prussia's chest. He really didn't want to talk about it, but he knew that he would have to tell him soon enough. "My economy is crashing, my people are dying, and my king can't do anything about it… Prussia, I need your help. Please, I'm begging you!" The Austrian just sobbed more and more after each passing second. What else could he do?
Prussia lightly started rubbing Austria's back, and tenderly placed a kiss on his forehead. "There, there…It's okay…"
Austria looked up at Prussia, with puffy, teary eyes. "No it's not 'okay.' My people hate me and my superiors are blaming me for everything! They said this was my fault! It's always my fault! They always blame it on the countries! Even if I did nothing wrong! Prussia, I'm hated everywhere, And I can't fix it!" He burst into tears once more and collapsed onto his knees.
He was sobbing into his hands when finally Prussia kneeled down beside him. He wrapped his arms around the smaller nation, and stroked his hair. "Don't worry, I'll help you through this. I promise, no one will hate you once things settle down." He pulled out of the hug and cupped Austria's cheeks. He leaned in slightly, brushing their lips together. He pressed harder, which turned into a breath taking kiss. They pulled away and started deeply into each others eyes.
Austria cried and hugged Prussia. The Prussian tightened his hold on the slender frame of the Austrian, and whispered in his ear.
"Ich liebe dich…Österreich."
"Ich liebe dich auch, Preußen…"