Day 4- Part Ein
Austria's hand came down on the piano with a bang. His brow creased in thought as he wondered at the strange sounds coming from his instrument; again and again his fingers danced over the ivories, yet instead of the normal tinkling sound, strange muffled thumps were made. His first thought was to check the hammers, but none were out of place; all came down soundly.
Passing off this strange occurrence as a coincidence, he continued playing. He never noticed England chuckling in the background, or the inchoate Flying Mint Bunny dampening the strings.
Day 4- Part Zwei
Austria was once again befuddled. This music- could it even be called that?- was baffling even his musically talented brain. It seemed that the only way to make merry with this piece was to be born with nine arms. Unfortunately for Austria's musical career, he was no such mutant.
"Austria, what are you doing?" Prussia's voice rumbled through the corridor.
"None of your business!" Austria growled. He continued struggling to achieve perfection with the music.
Prussia's head popped in the door. "Let me see that. Hmm…just as confusing as always." Now I'll take this perfect opportunity to destroy Austria's piano! He is always on the infernal instrument tinkering away! It must end!
Prussia shoved Austria off the bench, quickly taking his place. He began to bang; his goal was to slam so hard on the keys that the strings broke.
Austria gazed up at him from his place on the ground with a dumbfounded expression. "You just played that piece perfectly…."
AN: Yeah, Prussia's awesome. ...Did you know that some people in the US think that the official language of Austria is Austrian? I find that sadly hilarious.
Translations:
Ein- one (German)
Zwei- two (German)
