Hello there. After I finished my Gerita fanfic, I decided to move on to my second personal favorite paring in Hetalia: Austria and Switzerland. Please review! 3
Out of My Head
By Rem
Music came before life. That much I had always known about him. I remember when I met the poor fellow, all weak, and desolate. He had said then that he loved music above all other things. He was still trying to make his way in the world, make a name for himself. Prussia started bullying him from the start.
"HEY AUSTRIA!" I came to find myself listening to that phrase a lot when Prussia was around. Austria? Who is Austria? I asked. Prussia laughed and told me that he was a weak country, weaker than I, and that I should remove my neutral ears from his awesome business. Yes. That is how Prussia talks.
I found myself walking along one day when a tattered country all wrapped up in purple fell face first in front of me, his glasses askew. "Who are you?" I asked. I was trying to give him the impression I was a powerful country.
"A-a-a-" he didn't even finish. He just began to cry pathetically.
"Get up, you sorry state. Get up." My voice was gruffer now. Poor man. I felt sorry for him. "Are you Austria?"
"You know Prussia." Austria doesn't try to deny it.
"Indeed. But I am not Prussia. My name is Switzerland."
"I've heard of you too. You're fairly poverful, aren't you? Can you help me?" His w's sounded like v's. I did not have such a profound accent.
"From what? Prussia. No. I can't do that, it's too much of a risk for me."
Austria shook his head. "No. I vant help for fighting the lady Hungary. She von't leave me alone. She knows how veak dealing vith Prussia has made me."
"Well…" I wanted to help him, sure I did. But wasn't a risk taker. "I won't fight until you need me. I can rescue you, it that would be enough…"
"Yes! Yes, oh, thank you, Svitzaland!" Austria looked elated.
"Hey. Don't mention it." I shrug off his attempt at a hug. I hated it when people touched me. "What do you like, Austria?"
He didn't hesitate. "Music. More than anyzing. What do you like?"
"Banking. Engineering. Math." I thought about it for a second more. "That's about it…"
"How boring."
"Easy for you to say. I'm just not an," I inwardly shudder at the word, "emotional person. Calculating is just what I do."
Austria's face lights up. "Yes! You shall be great on ze battlefield!"
I laugh softly, pushing a lock of my shaggy blond hair behind my head. Austria…