Pft, cause Austria sucks
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It was a rainy Sunday afternoon and most persons found themselves enjoying the day relaxing inside. The personified country of Hungary happened to be one of those persons and was cuddles up on the couch enjoying a good book. Her husband, the country of Austria was no currently enjoying a relaxing activity as his wife was at the moment. He did have an activity he wished to do in mind, however it hadn't exactly relaxing and also required at else one other person to do. S he shuffled behind the couch that his beloved was lounging on. He began to twiddle with his hands, waiting for the lady to look up and notice his presence. When it be be apparent that that would not happen he coughed awkwardly into his fist.
"Yes, Dear?"
She was using a pet name, that was always a good sign. However, her eyes remained on her page. This was not a good sign. Oh cursed mixed signals.
How he loathed them so.
He cleared his throat yet again. He may as well ask what he wished to ask, and hope that the end result would end in his best interest.
"Wife," He began, trying to sound sure, in control. He didn't. "I believe you should come and meet me in our chambers."
Hungary gently flipped the page of her novel and continued to read as she replied, "Oh? And why 'should' I be doing that?"
She had accented the 'should' hereby giving Austria two choices. Walk or Explain.
With a straightening of his spine he decided with the latter. "Because, my dear wife, as long as you carry that title you have certain duties that you must perform."
There was the briefest of pauses before Hungary marked her page and closed the book, twisting her body so that her pretty face was visible to the male. "Duties? Why I do believe this to be the first time I'm hearing any of this. Please, Dear, enlighten me."
He looked downward to his feet, chewing on his lip to stop the small smile that threatened to appear on his features. He found the fact that his wife was now looking at him to be a small victory.
"You see, Honey," He began. "When we were wed we promised to forever love each other, care for each other and pleasure each other when needed."
"Pleasure each other?" She repeated, standing from her seat. "Dear, I do believe you're not performing your end of the bargain." She then walked out of the room, leaving the flabbergasted Austrian behind me.
Prussia, whose Sunday activity was to watch the married couple from the closet, decided that now would be the perfect time to reveal himself. And so he promptly burst out of the closet.
"BURN!" He screamed, pointing at the flustered Austrian man before retreating back into the closet and closing behind him.
Austrian simply stood shocked before he decided to go to the one women who would never reject him. His piano.
