This story is NOT MINE :D
I'm starting my friend off with FanFic _ and I'm creating an account for her. SO, if you want to continue to read it you must go onto her account (which I shall put a link to _ )
Summary: Hungary is a maid working at Austria's home. She has been visiting a house of a boy that she use to play with when she was younger. An encounter with mysterious people result in her finding that boy.
Sorry AustriaxHungary fans _" ( I am one too)
A Ladylike Error
(Prologue)
I hum quietly to myself, trying to focus on dusting, but it's so boring. Sometimes I wish that Roderick would let me go outside more often so I can run around and climb trees like I used to. He s right to stop me from doing so. Otherwise, it would seem like I m more like a boy than a lady. And I need to act like a proper lady; even if I hate acting like one. Roderick seems to like me better as a lady and I want him to think the best of me. I don t blame him, he s very sophisticated. I peer into the adjoining room where he's playing his piano. He's so handsome when he's concentrating on his work. Every so often he stops and writes down a few notes. Later he'll ask me at dinner if I'll listen to him play it to see if it's any good.
I sigh, everything he writes is good, but without words it feels...incomplete. I can't ever tell him that though. He likes it without any words.
I stop dusting for a while, realizing something. Why don't I tell him what I really think this time? What if I tell him to add some words? What is the worst that can happen? I mean really, it s Roderick I m talking about. He ll listen to my opinions without judging me. I smile; I wish I had thought of this before!
"Elizaveta! I'm hungry..."
I turn around to see Feliciano standing right in front of me.
"You are? You poor thing! But you know we have to wait until lunch."
I remind him.
He looks down,
"Oh, okay."
He starts walking away and I hear a loud grumble.
"Was...was that your stomach?"
I ask.
He nods sadly,
"Yes."
I knew that I should have persuaded Roderick to give him more bread! Two small slices of bread and a bowl of soup is not enough for a growing boy! I know that he likes to save money, but my poor little Feliciano...
"Why don't I go get some food?"
I suggest. Instantly he brightens,
"Oh that would be wonderful, Miss Elizaveta!"
"This is our little secret though okay?"
I warn him. Roderick would not be happy if he found out that I'm going out to buy food. He nods,
"Okay, I'll finish dusting for you."
Bless that little boy's heart! Well, he s fourteen, so I guess he s not that little anymore. I ve known him since he was very young so it s hard for me to think of him as anything but little Feliciano.
I check to see if Roderick is still preoccupied. Yes, he's still playing away on his piano. He won't notice my absence for a while. I sigh, if only he paid more attention to me than his piano. Sometimes I wonder if he's married that thing.
TO BE CONTINUED
SOOOOOO If you want to read more I shall put a link to the real author's fanfic account ^^