Author's Note: These collection of tales was meant to be part of a song meme which I presume most are familiar with. None of these fics were meant to be historically accurate, although historical events have influenced some of the drabbles written.
I'm neither a professional writer, nor an English literature professor, so go easy on me. I assure you any and all mistakes be it grammar/spelling or otherwise are not intentional.
As always this fandom does not belong to me.
Jupiter Crash - The Cure
The expression all good things come to an end,was a fact Hungary knew that better than most. Things had become strained to the breaking point with Austria. Try as she might, even she could not deny that their relationship was at an end. In spite of the dissolving of their marriage their relationship had remained strong, at least till the second war. Now friendship was the preferred stance between them, but it did not stop Hungary from wishing for the days of old, when the passion Austria felt for her was mirrored only by his passion for his music.
The end of their relationship came swiftly and without compromise. Russia's reign over her home had rendered her tainted by Austria's standards and he was quick to cut off all ties with her. Though it hurt, Hungary could not help but laugh to the accusation, as if she ever had a choice in the matter. Deep down, she knew it was Austria's attempt to give her a way out, and for that she was grateful. They parted ways without a word exchanged between them.
A day later, and it was Gilbert's house that Hungary found herself wandering into. Prussia never did bother locking his doors, and she never could be bothered to knock. Stealing a mug from his kitchen, Hungary made herself a hot cup of fresh java, while she waited for him to wake up. Even after so many years his house still felt like home.