Piano Man, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

Austria X Prussia.

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Enjoy~

Piano Man.

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday

The regular crowd shuffles in

There's an old man sitting next to me

Makin' love to his tonic and gin

Roderich entered the bar, the place was crowded and full of laughter and music, he went into the crowd of people to the canteen, and he spots Gilbert, his albino friend with red eyes. Gilbert notices Roderich "Yo Rody!" Gilbert waved at Roderich.

He says, "Son, can you play me a memory

I'm not really sure how it goes

But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete

When I wore a younger man's clothes."

Gilbert and Roderich decided to take a drink in the canteen; Gilbert was talking about how awesome he was and other stupid things. Then a man with two curls sticking out of both sides, he has brown hair, and he was wearing a brown coat and black pants sat next to him, the man ordered some tonic and gin, and then glanced at Roderich.

la la la, di da da

La la, di di da da dum

"Hey" the man greeted Roderich with a smile, "Hi" Roderich greeted back awkwardly, the strange man took a sip from his drink then putted down, "You know kid, I wished I could hear that song again" the man started, "I used to listen to it when I was younger, it was sad but sweet." The man smiled at Roderich.

Sing us a song, you're the piano man

Sing us a song tonight

Well, we're all in the mood for a melody

And you've got us all feelin' all right

Roderich blinked, this man was still talking about his younger days, Roderich turned around just to find that Gilbert was on the other side of the room flirting with a woman. Roderich sighed and rested his arms on the counter he stared at his drink for a while, "Hey there Roderich!" a Spanish accent greeted him, he looked up from his drink, just to be face to face with Antonio.

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine

He gets me my drinks for free

And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke

But there's some place that he'd rather be

He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."

As his smile ran away from his face

"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star

If I could get out of this place"

Oh, la la la, di da da

La la, di da da da dum

Antonio was a Spanish man, with tanned skin, brown short hair and green eyes. He always was with that friendly smile of his. "What are you doing here, mi amigo?" Antonio asked while cleaning a glass, "Just hanging around, I was supposed to be with Gilbert, but you already know him" Roderich said pointing at Gilbert on the other side of the room. Antonio chuckled "Yes, debe estar borracho" the Austrian and the Spaniard started to talk.

Now Paul is a real estate novelist

Who never had time for a wife

And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy

And probably will be for life

"Everyone came here today, mi amigo" Antonio commented, "How come?" asked the Austrian, "Just look behind your back" Roderich looked back, there was Arthur talking to Alfred they seemed to be having fun, then he spotted Eliza talking to her Romanian friend, and then spotted Kiku playing the piano, with Ivan, Yao, Mai, Francis and Matthew singing along with the melody.

And the waitress is practicing politics

As the businessman slowly gets stoned

Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness

But it's better than drinkin' alone

Then the music stopped, Kiku stranded up and walked towards Heracles to take a drink. Just then Gilbert came running towards Roderich "Rody! You can play the piano!" Gilbert said, the Austrian man just stared at him then chook his head "No. I couldn't" Gilbert frowned "Come on! Make this place be at least more cheerful!" Gilbert said. Roderich glanced at the piano that was on a stage; he then sighed, took a sip of his drink and then got up from his sit "All right then".

sing us a song you're the piano man

sing us a song tonight

well we're all in the mood for a melody

and you got us all feeling alright

Roderich walked towards the piano, glancing to the people looking at him with big smiles, he walked up stage, he stared at the large piano, he then glanced at the three men on the canteen, the three of them, including the man from earlier, gave him thumbs up.

Roderich sat on the piano, and started to play that song anyone knew.

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday

And the manager gives me a smile

'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see

To forget about their life for a while

And the piano, it sounds like a carnival

And the microphone smells like a beer

And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar