Disclaimer: I do not own anything affiliated or having to do with Hetalia, nor do I own Hetalia itself.
This chapter is rated T for curse words.
A/N: Hello, this is my first deal ever writing something... especially like this. I don't know if I will make this short or not. I dunno. I have decided on an easy thing for me to write about which would be Hetalia. Hetalia is the shiznit. I want it to be PruHun because I loooveee PruHun. If you are intrigued on knowing, I will put translations of any foreign language phrases used at the bottom of each chapter. (Feel free to correct me on them) Okay... and I'm off.
P.s. read the a/n at bottom for more explanation on things that didn't even make sense to me.
Chapter 1
~PRUSSIA~
I was walking through the woods one day just to walk around. I had no particular goal that day. My dogs were with me; I always took them out with me. We were walking along the path that has been worn into the earth over the years. As I was walking I heard a little "peep" coming from a bush so I walked over. There was a little yellow bird in the branches.
"Hallo little bird."
He stared at me blankly.
I believed he must've been a fledgling due to his size. I had a little satchel thing with me on my belt that had a few pieces of bread, some rocks I found, and other things in it. I figured a few crumbs wouldn't hurt him so I fed him and then returned him to his bush. Then I got up to head for home. A couple minutes later my dogs started barking at me and running all excited like around me.
"What is it Aster?" She sat down but continued to bark and stared at me all antsy like. I didn't see anything the matter so I kept on walking. My dogs were also awesome. Mostly because I raised and trained them to be awesome.
Upon my arrival to the house I noticed West was home from school. He always puts his things on the table right in front of a window I can see through on my route to the house. I decided to drop out of school in 8th grade because I thought it was a waste of time. I don't think I'm stupid. I just don't see the need for it. I can read and have knowledge on history and such. Maybe I'm just too awesome.
"Hallo, Ludwig. How long have you been home?" I asked.
"Not long... maybe 10 minutes," he responded, "and... ummmm, Gil, what's on your head?" I gave a questioning look, "What..?"
He pointed at my head and said, "Your head... there's a bird on it." I patted on my head softly for it until I found him. Well then.. that explains why the dogs were barking at me.
"What in the hell are you doing, bird," I asked him out loud, "why did you follow me home?"
He gave no response so I took him outside. Well... I wasn't really expecting for it to speak to me, I was just waiting for like a peep or something. I set him on the stoop and bade him his goodbyes.
"Go on bird, live your life." I sat and watched for a minute, but it didn't budge. I don't even know if it blinked once. "Oh mein Gott..." I muttered under my breath in disbelief of what I was doing. "Ludwig would you go fetch a shoebox for me please?" Something I was thinking about at the moment was 'I probably shouldn't be bringing this foreign creature into my house. But he is kind of adorable. Mehhhhhhh... if the dogs ate him that would be terrible. I will keep him.'
When Ludwig came back with a box I shouted, "I SHALL CALL HIM GILBIRD." West flinched then raised an eyebrow at me and asked,
"Are you just trying to keep more cute things so girls will like you?"
"What..? N-NEIN!... uhhm," I coughed, "I, uhh, nein. I want that boy down the way from here to like me. He seems pretty cool, but maybe my standards of awesomeness don't meet his. Which is kinda unawesome in a way. I thought if I got this little cute bird, but named it something manly but fluffy and nice -but not too fluffy- like Gilbird, the guy wouldn't think I'm such a hardass and befriend me."
He raised an eyebrow again then said,
"Are you talking about the one that lives in that big manor on the edge of town? I'm sure if you just introduced yourself he would probably be your friend."
I made a disgusted face and told him, "Auf keinen Fall in der Hölle, that guy's an arse."
"I don't think he is too bad."
I sighed, "Well ok, think what you want to. Do you want any food?... Do we even have a sufficient amount of food to sustain ourselves for the rest of the day?"
I went inside to go check. Schieße. We didn't have crap. There were a few boxes but I do not think they have anything in them. "Nein, we don't..." I fumbled around for my pouch and handed West the leftover rolls. "Here eat these to hold you over until I get back. Feed a little to Gilbird. I also think there's a roll of crackers in the pantry... they're probably stale though."
I patted West on his head and told him I was just heading into town to get enough food for dinner and maybe breakfast. Usually I would just hunt for food but we have more than enough venison and peasant. I didn't find it necessary to eat it at this time of year because it was still mid summer. And I don't know much about plants and crap like that so we're pretty screwed it that area unless I buy food.
On my way to town I ran into that boy from Hungary. I literally ran into him. Or ran him over, either way is suitable, really. There was a really sharp turn covered by a little brush, and I was slightly running (more like seeing how fast I could get to the market, but, you know) because I didn't want to keep West waiting.
"Owwww... baszd meg! Watch where you're going, szar fej!" He said before he started to straighten himself out. I could only begin to wonder what he said in Hungarian. I recovered before him so I offered him a hand. He looked at me grudgingly but took the hand anyway. It was actually quite soft. Like a woman's. Maybe he's been hanging out with that Rodreich kid. Once he was up I said, "Sorry, I was in a hurry to the market. Mein bruder is waiting at home. Oh, and what was your name? I heard it when you moved in but I can't seem to remember it." He took in a half breath, but it wasn't really a gasp, then said, "Umm you can call me Daniel... Hedérváry."
I responded, "Ok, and if you didn't know, my name is Gilbert Beilshmidt, Ludwig is mein bruder." He nodded and asked, "I was on my way to the market as well. Would you like to accompany me?"
"Sure."
Wow this guy is weird. He curses me out in some language - I think it was Hungarian- then is all nice wanting me to go alongside him to the market.
When we arrived at the market it seemed a bit less crowded than I was expecting it to be. But then again, in the clearing off to the side, you could see a huge dark cloud wall. Hmmph. Typical summer weather. Bright and sunny the whole day, come evening and it looks as if the sky will bring on hell.
"Daniel, we should probably hurry because there's a storm front."
"Mmh. . I only need a few things, plus I don't live too far from here... I live with the Edelsteins. My parents sent me here to live with him. They want me to m- erhhhuhmmmm, never mind that! Uhmmm," he hesitated on that last sentence quite a bit. That made me want to know more about why, but it isn't my place to pry on a near stranger's life.
"Well," he continued, "anyway... I don't necessarily like the Edelstein's, so I decided to spend most of my time in a little place down the hill. I really don't mind it I guess. As long as I'm away from there."
Oh, so he did live with that Roddy priss.
"I never liked Roderich, he was always such a freeloading sissy," I said, "I was kinda friends with him when I was younger but he was still kinda mehh."
Daniel then stated, "Well, I was really good friends with him when I was younger. But that changed obviously."
I nodded in acknowledgement. Pft. Roderich. That guy's a joke. He was cooler when he was younger. Now he's all 'aristocratic' and 'wealthy' and 'too good for shit.' I could actually care less really. I got mein bruder, and soon, this awesomesauce hungarian.
We bought what we needed at various stalls and stores. Didn't say much to each other until I remembered, "I didn't tell you where I lived, did I?"
"Nope."
"It's straight down the road I came from at the crossing where I toppled you."
"Hm," he said in acknowledgement, "Maybe we should hang out sometime. I'd like to meet your bruder. Hey, by chance are you German or something?"
I was, like, super proud he recognized my extreme awesomeness. I was getting ready to scream joyously but decided not to so I would keep my cool.
"Ja, actually I am. Completely and totally. But I am Prussian German. Preferably Prussian rather German if you want to get technical. I just speak English around public places because it sometimes makes for easier business. But as you have heard, I sprinkle my lovely language in here and there."
By this time it was starting to dark and cloudy. There was a flash of lightning then thunder. I saw Daniel jump and worked immensely to suppress my laugh. Then I felt little rains on my face.
"Great. It's going to rain hard now because it's one of these Gott verdammt summer rain storms," I said.
"Well, guess we lagged around a bit longer than anticipated."
Uhm yeah. This guy has totally been hanging around with Roderich. English ain't even the primary language around here and he speaks it all sophisticated. We headed down the road with our things toward our respective dwellings. But then it started to pour-ass. We weren't even halfway down the main road before the intersection where we met!
"Hey," I slightly yelled over the noise of the rain and thunder, "wanna just crash at my place 'til the rain decides to quit?"
"Sure," he yelled back.
We continued down the way at a mildly fast pace until we finally reached the house. We were soaking wet through every article of clothing on us. I tried so hard to keep the food dry. It was a semi-futile attempt. It wasn't sopping, but it wasn't dry either.
A/N: yayyyyy. Ok yeah I'm gonna continue this. I hope at least 3 people will read it/review it. Wowwww I'm pathetic. I guess it's a little short, but I will continue it whether no one reads it or not because that's how a lot if people start out. And again please help me with translations if they are sadly incorrect.
German:
Auf keinen Fall in der Hölle- no way in hell
Hungarian:
Baszd meg- fuck you
Szar fej- shit face/head
Okay explanations:
- Gilbert is 17. Ludwig is 11. Daniel/Elizabeta is 17 almost 18. Austria is 18 even though in reality his country was founded after Hungary, but in order for this plot to work I had to alter it a bit.
- Gil and Lud do not have parents. And to avoid an orphanage they live near the outskirts of a forest. I'm gonna say in Austria because at a point Germany and Prussia, as well as Hungary, lived at Austria's.
-I do believe it is cannon that Germany has dogs named as said. I do not know the breeds but I put them how I like it.