Sorry I took so long to get this uploaded. My friend who edits this story had to download a new program for typing because she's broke and can't afford the full version of Microsoft Office. I usually post this on Facebook and have her copy and paste it to a word document, or in this case something else, and edit out my mistakes and send it back to me so I can post it. It's so much easier to have someone else edit it rather than edit it myself. Besides, I suck at editing things. Anyhow, enjoy! And tell me how I'm doing please. My friend and I would really love to know.
Chapter Seven
Something hit me in the middle of the back. I fell forward, flying a few feet.
"Oww." I squeaked.
Someone was laying on top of me. I was shaking uncontrollably.
"Are you okay?" I recognized the voice as Prussia's. He was crushing the air out of me. I clung to his shirt as the tears starting to slide down my face.
"Vat is going on!" Germany came running out of the house.
Prussia pulled me up into a sitting position. I buried my head into his neck trying to hide my tears.
"Vat vas zat?" Austria walked out following behind Germany.
"Ze rope broke on ze piano!" Prussia told them. I looked behind me to see how damaged the piano was. I was shocked to see it standing there without a scratch.
(What the hell is that thing made out of!)
I had stopped crying, but I was still shaking. Prussia pulled me to my feet. I kept my death grip on his shirt.
"It almost landed on top of her!" he shouted.
"Vat? Is she okay?" Germany continued to shout.
Austria walked over to his piano and checked it out while Germany ran over to me. I kept one hand attached to Prussia's sleeve as Germany pulled me away to look at me. Seeing that I was okay except for a few scrapes he let out a deep breath. "Gott sei Dank."
I took a deep breath and tried to stop shaking. "I'm okay." I said quietly, probably too late.
Germany looked at me like he didn't believe me. "Prussia take her to Hungary. Zen come back here to help move zis zing." He ordered.
I half expected Prussia to argue of something, but instead all he did was nod his head and started pulling me towards the door. What was with people pulling me around.
Ms. Hungary was sitting in the room I first met her in. She smiled as we entered.
"Could you watch her?" Prussia asked kind of shyly.
"Of course." she said as Prussia pried my fingers from his sleeve.
"W-" I wanted him to stay with me. He looked back at me then left.
"What happened?" Ms. Hungary asked.
"There was this piano and then it fell." I realized I wasn't describing things that well, but she didn't seem to mind.
Prussia walked in carrying something that seemed to be stuffed."Here! You can have this!" He threw a panda at me.
"Uh...thanks." I said as he walked out again. I looked at the panda. it definitely wasn't mine.
"Prussia seems to like you." Hungary said still smiling a kind smile.
"Huh? Really?" I asked.
She nodded her head. "That's his panda. Though he thinks that nobody knows about how much he likes pandas. Just him giving you that panda says that he likes you."
I hugged the panda closer. "He's the only one who's actually given me something, lately." I mumbled. Hungary didn't seem to hear me.
Hungary and I stayed there for a couple hours talking about her country's history. A little later on, Italy came in and yelled something about pasta and then left. Hungary followed him.
Austria came in and gave me a book to read, mumbling something about being glad that I was okay. The book was about famous musicians and it was pretty interesting.
Right as I was about to fall asleep Germany came into the room. "Its time for dinner." he announced.
I looked up at him from where I was lying on the floor. He looked away from me. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked me.
I nodded my head. I stood up slowly trying not to fall down. I set the panda and book on the table with the potatoes.
I followed Germany into a new room, which appeared to be a dinning room. There was a long wooden table with five chairs on each side. Another table was pushed up against the wall and had a bowl of potatoes on it like all the rest of the rooms. (Except in the kitchen?)
I couldn't figure it out.
Italy was sitting on one side by himself, fidgeting in his seat. Austria, Hungary, and Prussia were sitting on the side opposite of him. Of course Hungary was in between them. I had heard from my dad that Austria and Prussia didn't get along.
"Germany!" Italy exclaimed when we walked in.
"You can sit next to him." Germany said as he walked away and sat on the other side of Italy.
I quickly took my seat next to Italy, across from Prussia.
"Vell can ve eat now?" Austria asked. He was frowning like usual.
"Yay!" Italy shouted. He started dishing out heaps of pasta.
"Thank you." I whispered as he gave me some.
He paused for a second looking confused then smiled. "You're so cute!" he exclaimed as he suddenly hugged me.
"Italy!" Germany yelled. He quickly let go of me.
"London remind me to give you some of my clothes." Hungary said smiling.
"Thank you." I whispered again.
Everyone else started talking, except for Germany and me. I was used to dinner being a quiet event and was surprised at how lively it was. I smiled a small smile. For the first time in a long time I was truly happy.
