A Hetalia Fanfiction
Hungary woke up with a loud yawn. It was an important date to her. It was her birthday in which Austria, her ex-lover, would like alway forget about it. The only one that would remember besides herself was Prussia, an old rival and a good friend of hers that would always wish her a happy birthday and would leave with a sad smile on his face like always when he was around her. But she knew Austria had left for a meeting. She got up and got dressed for the day like usual. Then she heard the most beautiful song. Yet it was a sad song of mourning.
"What is that music?" she mumbled under her breath.
She walked towards the music room that had the piano in it but no one was there but a small note on the piano that read:
Dear, Hungary
I am sorry to say but I am no longer going
to be around for much longer than another
day or so until I fully vanish off the face of
the map. No one can stop fate so I will fade
to memory of the once great Land.
Sincerely, Prussia
P.S I'll tell you something if I have time.
Hungry stared at the note. She realized what it meant but the music continued. In the same slow place. A bird flew over to her but it had tears in its eyes and a sad smile on his face. She recognized it at first sight. It was Gilbird, Prussia's bird.
"Why are you here?" she asked, annoyed. Gilbird circled around her and landed on her head, similar to how he did with Prussia. He chirped and flew off with Hungry's bandana and she ran after him and found herself in front of Prussia.
Prussia was holding his flag folded in a perfect way of a fallen soldier and wearing his uniform he held it out. A faint smile on his face and a single tear ran down her cheek, a tear of sadness and loss of a dear friend. The sad music still played into a softer tone. She grabbed it and held it dearly.
"Good to see you one last time, Erizabeta," his tone one of sorrow and regret.
"Good bye," she whispered.
As he was fading he said one last thing, "Happy birthday" and he faded into nothing. Leaving a shocked Hungry she only heard the echo of three words "I love you" and the music stopped. It set into an erie silence, only broken by quiet sobs.
