Disclaimer: If I owned Hetalia all the ancient empires would have a bigger role
Blonds don't always have more fun
It was midnight and The Ancient Roman Empire was courageously sneaking around the enemy camp. All around him were exhausted sleeping soldiers and Rome had to restrain himself from chuckling. It was so easy to sneak past the midnight guards. Well, of course he hadn't taken his impressive army with him this time. No, this was a matter of stealth and wit. Something only he would be capable of.
Taking his shears, usually used against mere sheep, slowly out he continued to carefully tiptoeing towards his prey. Crouching down Rome glanced around to make sure that no one would see him. Slowly, inch by inch he reached his hands towards the sleeping form.
"What are you doing?" In a blur of movement, there was a dagger dangerously close to Rome's throat.
Damn it! I was so close... Doesn't he drop his guard even while sleeping? Rome gulped, inching this time from his now wide awake and pissed prey. "Uh... oh... Good morning my friend?"
"I asked you what you are doing Rome," Germania ignored completely other's feeble attempt to change the subject.
"I thought I should bring some souvenirs back home to my lovelies. And what would be a better place to get those..." Rome said airily retreating all the while. He really didn't want to start a fight in the middle of enemy camp by himself no matter how strong he was.
"Souvenirs, you say. Then why are you attacking me with shears in the middle of night?" Germania questioned with dark look.
"You see, the ladies aren't all that hot on those crude barbaric things," Rome explained himself not acknowledging low growl from Germania. "So I decided to take something shiny, golden and highly valuable with me. Alas, you don't bring any jewelry to the battle ground. Therefore, I had to though something else. And then an ingenious idea came to me! Your hair would be perfect for my purposes. It's your long blond hair that they adore in barbarians. So how about you give it to me? It won't hurt and it will grow back anyways!"
It wasn't a huge surprise that the only golden thing Rome received that night was a blond warrior out for his blood.
A/N: This drabble (which is my second longest and the 10th!) came from this info: Roman women especially enjoyed when their husbands went to war against Germany because the naturally-blond hair of Germans captured in battle would be used to make wigs.
I have also wanted for a long time to do a drabble about these two. They are too adorable! x) All hale also for autumn break from school!
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