I realised I've never written a PruHun story. I'm not sure if I ship it, but I do like Frying Pangle. And that's a hilarious name. XD So, um... please enjoy. I know it's short, and maybe OOC... but who knows. Maybe Prussia can be solemn sometimes.
When I was younger, I could see beauty in almost everything. A simple tree was a masterpiece, a simple song sounded like it had been played by someone better than Austria. It was all because she was there. She was there with me all the time. Sure, we fought a lot, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. I'll keep every moment we were together in my heart, for as long as I'm alive.
No matter if we were fighting or not, we were always there for each other. If she cried, I'd make sure she was okay- probably because it would have to be something really bad to make her cry, I thought back then. It made me happy when she was happy- even after she finished beating me up. I had no idea why, back then. I get it now, though. It was love. I made sure she was never lonely, and it worked. It was just she and I, throughout all the years.
I know now that I loved- no, I love her, and that she loved me.
Centuries passed. I was still the same awesome me. But then she finally admitted to herself that she was a girl. That's when I admitted to myself that I loved her. But she began to change. She moved in with Austria, and acted more… girly. Even after she married him, I still waited for her to say "I will always love you." I still am.
Now, my country doesn't exist, and people are forgetting about me. I don't care. So long as France and Spain don't. And Hungary. That's why I annoy her all the time. So she won't forget me. I never thought she'd look at me with that same look- not until a few days ago. I tagged along with Germany to a World Meeting, and saw her afterwards. She smiled, said hello, and hugged me. Like back when we were kids. Like when she started turning girly.
Maybe she did love me, once. Those were the good days, and I'll always treasure them.
When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful
Every hour we spent together lives within my heart
When she loved me.