Okay Hiya everyone, this is my first FanFic, and I thought I'd do it about something I love deeply, PRUHUN! So tell me what you think! And what Is houdla ddd in the next chapter!

Elizaveta wiped the sweat of her brow. The heat of the day was almost too much for her. She finally finished weeding the garden and could get out of the sun. Her mind wandered to her younger days with Gilbert like they did on days like this. She smiled at these thoughts and started towards the house. She froze and turned as she heard footsteps. Mr. Austria stood there. He's face was unreadable but she smiled anyway.

"You are home rather early..." She stopped as he pushed by her and went inside.

She followed, "Mr. Austria?"

She closed the door and looked at him, confused.

"Something terrible has happened Elizaveta..." He said in an uneven and trembling voice.

"What is it?" She asked.

"I've lost you... you know longer work for me." He turned away from her.

"I don't understand..."

"I was forced to give you over to Germany because..." She cut him off.

"BUT MR. AUSTRIA!"

"No buts Elizaveta!" He shouted at her. "Prussia and Germany are coming tonight to get you... You best be ready to go. Please don't say anything else about it. I was forced to..."

Hungary shook her head in disgust, "I can't believe you!" She pushed past him and went into her room.

She slammed the door hard. She sat on her bed and looked around. Sure it wasn't much but… It was her room. The room she had gotten to live in since she was younger and Austria first made her his maid. She sighed and got out her suit case. She was lucky enough to only really have a few clothes. Austria never thought it was best for her not to have too many clothes. She sighed and took down her hanging clothes. She froze when she saw her old getup from when she was a child. Tears formed in her eyes and she brought it down. Prussia… her best friend back then now owned her life. She threw it on the floor and looked away. She sat on her bed and let the tears just stream down.

She looked up when she heard the front door open and talking. She could make out Ludwig's and Mr. Austria's voice. Then boot steps coming to her room. She turned her head. The door opened and she heard breathing from the man who stood at her door. They sat down on the bed with her. She turned to face her visitor and saw Prussia. He seemed to be staring at her. She looked up and saw Austria and Germany standing there. She glared at Austria and got up. She slammed her suitcase shut and pushed past Austria and turned, "Well?"

Prussia stood and smiled, Germany turned towards her. His face was a blank slate. "Seems like you're ready…" He said plainly.

Ludwig's face then turned to an evil and cold one as he slapped her across the face. It was hard and powerful and hurt. But she stood in her place. Prussia stood there shocked.

"You will hold your tongue young lady!" Ludwig shouted.

"West…" Prussia started, Elizaveta could feel the blood from her lip drip down her chin, but she did nothing to remove it.

"What is it Gilbirt?" Ludwig asked.

"Do… Do you think that was…" Prussia froze as Hungary turned to him and glared, "Never mind…"

"Now then… Let's go." Ludwig said and walked away, back to the front door.

Prussia followed and Hungary went last. Austria stood there, unmoving. He had no idea what to do. He could tell Hungary was pissed but… this pissed?

He turned and watched the door close and the last glimpse of his ex-wife and maid was lost behind the door.