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Summary: What if the Austrian Succession had a different outcome? Genderbent
Anyway, here I go.
A Different Outcome
Chapter Twelve
A couple of years had passed since Prussia was taken by Russia and no one had heard from her or anything about her. Whenever there was a meeting with the nation and someone would ask Russia about her, he would that was none of their concern. He would just have a smile on his face.
Austria was very worried about Prussia and did anything to keep his mind occupied. He prepared his manor for when Prussia would return. He cleaned the each room so that it was spotless, cared for the garden, and bought new clothes of all types for her. He also kept his promise and checked on Germany, who wasn't doing so well.
Heading to Prussia's old manor that was now Germany's manor, Austria entered the manor with a plate of sweets in his hands and saw that most of the manor was covered in a layer of dust. Austria placed the plate of sweets on a table near the front door and searched for Germany. He heard noises coming from what was Prussia's room.
He knocked on the door and called out, "Germany, are you home?"
No answer. He placed his hand on the doorknob and turned it. The door was unlocked and Austria went in.
Austria was surprised to Germany kneeling beside Prussia's bed. His head was lying against the edge of the bed with his arms to his side. Austria quickly went to his side and knelt down next to Germany.
"Germany, what's wrong? Are you alright?" asked Austria.
Germany turned his head to look at Austria, who saw that Germany was a mess. His hair was messy, unlike his usual slicked style, and his eyes were red from crying with old and new tear tracks down his cheek.
Quickly taking out his handkerchief, Austria started to wipe Germany's eyes and cheeks.
"Germany, it's going to be alright. She will be back with us. She also wouldn't want you to be like this, moping and depressed," said Austria.
"How can you say that? Because of me, my sister, your wife, was forced to Russia and who knows what he is doing to her now," cried Germany, fresh tears appearing in his eyes and coming down his cheeks.
"Don't think like that. You don't know what could be happening to her. Marie could be fine," said Austria.
"But she might not be fine," said Germany.
"But you don't that. Now stop moping around and get up and out of this room. You need to take a shower to freshen up. When you are done, you can eat some of the sweets I brought. Now get up," ordered Austria, raising his voice.
Germany was a bit shocked at Austria and slowly stood up.
"Now go take a shower and freshen up," ordered Austria. Germany quickly left the room and headed to the bathroom.
Austria sighed and looked sadly down at the floor and whispered to himself, "Marie, I hope you come back to us soon. We need you."
Austria left the room and headed to the living room, looking around the room that had a layer of dust. Sighing again, he went to a closet, pulled out some cleaning supplies, and started to clean the living room.
As he cleaned the living room, Austria heard the front door open and shut. He looked up and saw Italy coming into the living room with a large pot of what Austria expected was pasta.
"Ve~ Austria, what are you doing here? Where is Germany?" asked Italy.
"I came here to visit Germany, who is taking a shower to freshen up. He was a mess," said Austria.
"Ve~ He has been a mess since Russia took Prussia away," said Italy.
"I can imagine that," said Austria.
"Ve~ How have you been, Austria? You must miss Prussia a lot too. I heard she is your wife. Is it true?" asked Italy, walking up to him.
"Yes, I married her and I do miss her so much, but I know she will be fine and return to us as soon as she is able," said Austria.
"Ve~ I hope she is fine too. I brought pasta to cheer Germany up," said Italy, holding up the pot of pasta.
"I think he will like that," said Austria, smiling.
After they put the pasta on the kitchen counter, they began to clean the kitchen. Germany came in wearing his black tank top and light green pants with brown boots. Around his neck was a necklace with the Iron Cross.
"Feeling better, Germany?" asked Austria, looking at him.
"Um… Yes, I'm feeling better, thank you," said Germany.
"Ve~ I'm happy Germany is feeling better," said Italy.
"Italy, when did you get here?" asked Germany, surprised.
"He arrived when you were in the shower. He brought some pasta for you to eat," said Austria.
"Oh, thank you, Italy," said Germany.
"Ve~," smiled Italy.
"Well, now that you are feeling better, I will be leaving. I'll be back in less than a month to see how you are. I better see you doing better than you were today and that this manor is clean. Marie would not like to see her little brother a mess and this manor a bigger mess when she comes back. Italy, I expect you to help Germany in anyway you can. Now I need to leave," said Austria and he left the house.
As he walked away from the manor, Austria took something out of his pocket. It was Prussia's red ribbon. He looked at the ribbon and whispered to himself, "Please be alright, Marie, and come home soon." A tear appeared in his eye and slid down his cheek.
Years passed and Prussia was in the same small room where Russia had left her, only leaving to use the bathroom. Whenever she took a shower or bath, Prussia had to take them with Russia and he would force himself onto her most of the time. But something about Russia made Prussia wonder about something. As time went by, Russia was becoming more and more gentle with her. These days, he wasn't really doing anything that was causing her too much pain. Things like biting, scratching, or groping. He was even being gentle when he thrust into her.
Prussia was now lying on the bed, the blanket wrapped around her body tightly, trying to stay warm. Her body was cold from the lack of clothes on her body and heat in the room.
She was only wearing a spaghetti strap, blood red babydoll that went down to her thigh and black thong. Her legs were bare and were cold. Her body had several bruises, old and new.
As Prussia lay there, she heard footsteps coming near the room. She heard a click and then the door opened. Two Soviet soldiers came into the room, both of them a bit drunk.
"Well, well. What do we have here? The Prussian whore," said the first soldier.
"How about we have some fun," said the second soldier.
Both of them headed to the bed and the first soldier ripped the blanket off of Prussia. The second soldier got onto the bed and onto Prussia, sitting on her waist, holding her down.
Prussia struggled, but when the first soldier found rope in the dresser that was by the door, he tied her wrist together. The second soldier ripped the babydoll top off her body, revealing her upper body. The only clothes she had on now was the black thong. The soldiers howled and cheered at this.
The soldier on her started to kiss her on the lips, roughly, bruising her lips. Prussia cried, telling them to get off her. The first soldier went to sit behind her, forcing Prussia's back to lie against his chest. He forced her to turn her head to him and kissed her on her lips, just as roughly as the second soldier.
The second soldier moved his head down to Prussia's breast and started to kiss and lick her left breast. He then bit her bottom lip. Tears appeared in her eyes and fell down her cheeks. One of his hands went down to her underwear and started to pull them down her legs.
Suddenly the second soldier that was on top of her was quickly pulled off of her and thrown across the room, colliding with the wall and landing on the ground, half conscious. The soldier that was sitting behind Prussia released her lips and quickly pushed her off of him.
"Mr. Russia…' started the soldier, but was cut off.
"You and your friend better get out of here before I do something that you two won't like, da," said Russia. The soldier quickly got off the bed and ran to his friend, picked him up and left the room.
Prussia laid at the foot of the bed, curled up in a ball, trying her best to cover herself up with her bound wrist, shaking and crying. She looked up at Russia and saw that he had a worried expression on his face. He started to take off his long tan coat. Prussia snapped her eyes close and her body shook even more. She was thinking of what he was going to do with her. Her eyes snapped open when she felt something cover her. She saw that Russia had covered her with his long tan coat. He then picked her up and carried her out of the room. Prussia was shocked when she saw that Russia was carrying her out of the basement. She had never been out of the basement since she was forced down there.
Russia carried her down a hall and into a bedroom. The bedroom had lilac colored walls and tan carpet floor. A queen size bed was against a wall and had ivory colored sheets and pillowcases. Next to the bed was a black night table. A mahogany dresser was opposite the bed near a door that led to closet and a door that led to a bathroom. Opposite of the door that led to the hall was a large window that had lavender curtains.
Setting Prussia on the bed, Russia grabbed one of her tied wrist and took a pocketknife out of his pocket. She winced at the sight of the pocketknife and she closed her eyes. Suddenly Prussia felt the rope around her wrists disappear causing her to quickly open her eyes. She saw the rope in Russia's hand. She looked up at Russia.
"You are to stay here for the time being. The clothes and things that you brought are in the dresser and the closet and you can clean yourself in the bathroom. I'll bring some food up later. Just clean yourself and get some rest, da," said Russia and he left the room, closing the door behind him.
Prussia watched him leave, his coat still covering her. She sat up and stayed there for a moment, comprehending all that had happened. Standing up from the bed, Prussia wrapped the coat around her body and quickly walked to the bathroom. Turning on the shower, she took off the coat, placing it on the sink counter and taking off the black thong, throwing it on the floor. She took a long hot shower to properly clean herself. Once she finished, Prussia grabbed a towel from the cupboard and wrapped one around her body and another around her hair.
Walking out of the bathroom, Prussia checked that the bedroom was empty, which it was, and headed to the dresser, pulling some of her clothes out. Once she was dried, Prussia put on her clothes, which was a blood red button shirt with black pants and black boots.
She was happy to be wearing her own clothes, but still wondering what Russia was up to.
Her thoughts were broken at the sound of the door opening and Prussia looked to see Russia coming in with a tray that contained a glass of milk and a dish of borscht.
"Ah, good. You are done. I have brought you some food. Come sit and eat, da," said Russia.
Prussia stood still and looked at Russia with a questionable look on her face.
Russia smiled at her and said, "Do not worry. I did not poison any of it. Now come and sit. You need to eat, da."
Prussia looked at him and then slowly went to sit on the bed. Russia handed her the tray and she took the tray, placing it on her lap. She again looked at Russia.
"Why are you being…kind to me?" asked Prussia.
Russia again smiled at her and said, "Things have changed."
"In what way?" asked Prussia.
"My old leader, Stalin, has died. He was the one who ordered me to do those things to you. I did not want to do those things to you. I am very sorry for the things I have done to you. I hope you will forgive me, but I understand if you don't, da," said Russia.
Prussia was shocked to hear this.
"But I have to say this, if my boss orders me to, I will obey, da," told Russia, a slight frown on his face.
A moment of silence came between them and it was like that until Russia said, "Now enough talking. You need to eat, da."
Prussia looked at the food and slowly started to eat the borscht. Her face was sad and tears appeared in her eyes.
Russia's eyes widened a bit and he asked, "What is wrong?"
"I want Roderich and Ludwig," cried Prussia.
From hearing this, Russia sighed and said, "I can't let you go to them yet, but I can tell you that they are doing fine. They and many others have asked about you. They all care for you, da."
Prussia crying slowed a bit, but still continued.
Russia sighed again and took a handkerchief out of his pocket. He wiped away the tears from her eyes and face.
"I will inform you about anything that has to do with Austria and Germany, but please stop crying and eat your food. You then need to rest, da," said Russia.
He then stood up and said, "When you are done, leave the tray on the night stand. I'll pick it up later, da." With that, Russia left the room.
Prussia watched Russia leave and after awhile, she started to eat again.
Decades passed and Prussia and Russia were getting along in a way. They would sometimes talk to each other and he was always kind to her. He was childish in a way around her, but whenever there was someone else around he would be serious. At times, Russia would be gone for hours, days, and even weeks at a time, leaving Prussia alone in Russia's manor. She was never allowed to leave the manor without Russia escorting her.
As time passed, things were getting a little insane. Tensions were high, everyone could feel it. Between Russia and America, it was light a war zone, but thankfully there wasn't as much bloodshed as in the World Wars. It was more political tension than anything else.
But none of the tension that Russia had went to Prussia. He was always polite to her.
In a late autumn morning, Prussia was sitting in the living room, on a red sofa, knitting with violet purple yarn.
As she knitted, Russia walked into the room, a gloomy expression on his face.
Prussia looked up at Russia and a small smile appeared on her face. She looked back down at her knitting.
"Hey Ivan, I'm just knitting a scarf for Roderich. I picked the color so to match his eyes. I hope he likes it," said Prussia.
When Russia didn't say anything, Prussia looked back up at him and a frown showed on her face. She put the knitting needles and yarn on the table in front of her. Standing up, Prussia walked over to Russia with a curious expression on his face.
"Russia, what's wrong?" asked Prussia.
Russia looked up at her and said, "I'm sorry, Marie. I tried to talk to them, but they wouldn't listen to me. Please forgive me for what will happen, da."
"What are you talking about, Ivan?" asked Prussia.
Behind Russia, four Soviet soldiers came into the room. Prussia saw them and then looked back at Russia.
"Ivan, what is going on? Why are they here?" asked Prussia, worried.
"My leader wants to do an experiment on you. I don't know what they will do. I tried to talk them out of it, but they wouldn't listen to me. I'm sorry. They are here to take you if you don't come peacefully, da," told Russia. He closed his eyes so to stop the tears that appeared in his eyes from falling, but tears slowly started to go down his cheeks.
Prussia quickly went up to Russia and wiped away his tears.
"Its ok, its not your fault," whispered Prussia.
"If you like, I will come with you," said Russia, opening his eyes and looking at her.
"I would like that. Thank you," said Prussia, smiling.
They left the room and then the manor with the Soviet soldier following them.
About two months passed since then and what many were ready for had happened. Down came the Berlin Wall and the Iron Curtain.
Waiting for Prussia to come was Austria and Germany.
When the wall came down, a pile of people were coming from the other side. The two countries looked for Prussia, which was hard with the amount of people. It took hours before the crowd began to thin, but no sign of Prussia.
"What do you think is happening that would take her so long?" asked Germany, looking at Austria.
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," said Austria. He started to walk in the opposite direction that everyone else, but he soon stopped.
"Roderich, why did you stop?" asked Germany, coming up behind him.
But no answer came. When Germany was standing next to Austria, he was surprised at what he saw.
Coming towards them was Russia, who was carrying a Prussia's bag in his hands. He was also carrying Prussia on his back, piggyback style.
He was wearing his usual long coat, boots and gloves with his trademark scarf.
Prussia looked to be unconscious and a bit paler than usual, if possible. She also looked a little sick.
Russia stopped walking when he was a bit of distance from Austria and Germany.
"I am here to give Prussia back to you. That is all, da," said Russia. Turning his head to Prussia, he woke her up.
Prussia slowly opened her eyes and then closed them, whining a bit from being awakened. She again opened her eyes, but slightly. Russia lowered a bit himself so to let Prussia off his back. She stumbled a bit at first, but then got her footing. Looking at Austria and Germany, she smiled and walked up to them.
She was wearing her Prussian uniform and her appearance was a little messy.
Stopping in front of the two, Prussia said quietly, "Hey guys, long time no see."
The two countries suddenly ran up to her and both of them hugged her at the same time. Prussia was a little surprised by this, but when the shock wore away, she hugged them back the best she could.
Russia smiled at this. He placed Prussia's bag on the ground and turned to leave.
Once they released her from their grips, Austria and Germany looked at her and saw how exhausted and sort of sick she appeared to be.
"Marie, what is wrong?" asked Austria, worriedly.
"I'm fine. Just tired," told Prussia.
Prussia stumbled a bit where she stood and almost fell if Germany didn't catch her. He pulled her up onto her feet.
"Sister, I think you are sick," said Germany.
"I'm just tired that's all," said Prussia.
"Well, we are still taking you to a hospital. Just to make sure you are fine," said Austria.
"No, I'm fine. I just want to sleep," told Prussia.
"We are still taking you to the hospital," said Germany. He picked up Prussia and gently placed her over his shoulder.
Austria went to pick up her bag and they headed to Germany's car and then the hospital.
Once they were at the hospital, Prussia was taking by the nurses to be examined and Austria and Germany waited in the waiting room. This took a little while because of the protesting caused by Prussia, saying that she didn't want to be in a hospital.
Austria and Germany sat waiting in silence, blocking the noise around them. After a while, it was Austria who broke the silence.
"I would like Prussia to stay with me, but if she chooses to stay with you, I will not go against it," said Austria.
"I won't mind if she wants to stay with you as long as she isn't forced to do anything," said Germany. Austria nodded in agreement.
After a couple of hours, a doctor came out and went up to Austria and Germany.
"Are you two here for Mrs. Marie Edelstein?" asked the doctor.
The two countries stood and nodded.
Looking at his chart, the doctor said, "Well, Mrs. Edelstein seems to be alright. She doesn't seem to have any physical injuries or wounds. The only problem is she being a little underweight, mostly with the pregnancy…"
Both of the countries said, "Pregnancy."
"Oh yes, Mrs. Edelstein is about six weeks pregnant. The baby seems to be doing fine from what I can tell, but I would like it if Mrs. Edelstein could gain some weight now and continue to gain weight through the pregnancy. I would her to stay overnight for observation and then she will be released tomorrow. She is sleeping now. Please do not wake her up. She needs all the rest she could get. One of you can stay overnight if you like, but only one. I have to leave now. Her room number is 326. Have a nice day," said the doctor and he left.
Austria and Germany were still a bit shocked by the news. When they regain themselves, the two of them went to find Prussia's room, which didn't take long.
Entering the room, they saw Prussia sleeping on a hospital bed, hooked to a few machines. She looked peaceful. She had been changed into a light blue hospital gown and was sleeping under a blue sheet.
Grabbing a chair that was in the room, Austria placed it close to the head of the bed, close to Prussia. Germany took a chair and placed it next to Austria and took a seat in it. Both stared at her.
They sat there in silence and it started to get dark, Germany was the one to break the silence this time.
"I should be leaving, Austria. You should be the one staying with her. I'll go take her things and wash the clothes. Call me when both of you are at your place and I'll bring them there. I'll make arrangements for you to get home tomorrow. Just call and tell me what time she is checked out of here," said Germany, standing up from his chair.
"Are you sure you want to leave now?" asked Austria, looking at Germany.
"Yes, I should. I also need to call Italy and a few others and tell them how Prussia is doing. Is there anything you need? You have some clothes for her, right?" asked Germany.
"Yes, I do. But Germany, don't tell anyone yet about her being pregnant. She may want to tell them herself," said Austria, looking back at Prussia.
Germany nodded. He looked at Prussia once more before he left.
Austria stared at Prussia's face. He took hold one of her hands and held it in both of his hands. He kissed her knuckles.
Outside it was starting to get dark. Prussia continued to sleep. Austria sat there in silence, which was only broken when a nurse came to check on Prussia.
As time passed, Austria's eyes were starting to get heavy and after a while, he fell asleep.
When Austria opened his eyes, he saw that it was morning. He left his head from where it was resting on the edge of the bed and saw Prussia sitting up and staring at him, a small smile on her face.
"Marie," said Austria. He quickly stood up from his chair, accidently kicking it away.
"Hey Roddy," said Prussia.
Austria hugged her and held her in his arms. Prussia wrapped her arms around him.
"I've missed you so much, Marie," said Austria.
"I've missed you too, Roderich," said Prussia.
They held each other and when they let go of one another, Austria kissed her on her lips.
When their lips separated, Austria asked, "Are you ok? You are not in pain, are you?"
"No, I'm not in pain. Just a little queasy, that's all," said Prussia. She placed her hand on her stomach.
Austria looked at her stomach and remembered what the doctor said. He again hugged her and said, "I'm sorry I couldn't protect from what they did to you."
Prussia gently pulled him away from herself and looked at him. "Roddy, you have nothing to be sorry about. None of it was your fault," she said and kissed him on the lips.
When they broke apart, Austria went to sit on the edge of the bed next to her and they looked at each other.
"So what do you what to do?" asked Austria.
Prussia looked at him and then at her stomach and then back at Austria.
"I want to stay with you and I want to keep the baby," said Prussia. She then looked down at her lap.
A smile appeared on Austria's face. He placed a hand under her chin and lifts her head up so that their eyes met.
"Of course we are going to keep the baby," said Austria.
Prussia was a bit surprised by this.
"Even though the baby isn't yours?" asked Prussia.
Austria moved his hand from her chin to her cheek.
"Even though this baby isn't mine biologically, doesn't mean anything. This is our baby. We are going to raise this baby together. A father is someone who raises that child and I will raise this child and any other child you have as my own," told Austria.
Prussia looked at Austria, really surprised. Tears appeared in her eyes and fell down her cheeks. When she felt the tears fall down her cheeks, Prussia started to wipe them away and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cry."
Smiling at her, Austria took his handkerchief out of his pocket and helped wipe away her tears. "Its ok. Cry all you want, I don't mind," he said.
As she was to smile when a horrible expression appeared on her face. Her hand quickly covered her mouth.
Once Austria saw this, he grabbed a trashcan that was near the bed and placed it under her mouth. Prussia then threw up into the trashcan. Austria moved her hair behind her ears and rubbed her back as she threw up, a sad smile on his face. He kissed the back of her head.
After a while, Prussia had stopped throwing up and the doctor came in. After he checked everything, the doctor told them that they could check out now.
But the only problem was that Prussia didn't have any clothes to change into, which meant that Austria had to go clothes shopping.
Over two hours later, Austria and Prussia were heading back to Austria's manor.
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