The next few updates were written during a song meme. I put my MP3 player on shuffle, then wrote a drabble during the length of the song.
Today's drabble is based on the opening theme to Fruits Basket. I own neither Fruits Basket nor Hetalia.
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Hungary let out a breath, leaning further against the side of the bath tub. The day had been stressful, what with Austria getting lost no less than five times and Prussia constantly bursting into her house.
But now, now she was taking a warm bath, and relaxing. Just relaxing.
Sometime later, she stepped out, relishing in the feeling of the plus carpet between her toes. She felt much better now. With a content sigh, she slipped on her bathrobe and floated out of the room, heading for the kitchen.
"Austria," She said quietly, smiling when she saw him in the kitchen, a cake in his hands. "Is that for me?"
"…Yes," He said, giving her a nervous smile.
Hungary laughed and bounced over, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "How come I ever let you go?"
"I don't know. Perhaps I just got lost along the way?"
"Perhaps," Hungary repeated, leaning in for a kiss, noting with slight amusement that Austria tasted sweet. He'd snuck a bite of the cake already. Perfect. "I love you, Austria."