Nico: Hello hello! Okay, where do I start? I guess I'll start with my usual apology. I'm really sorry, I know I promised you all I'd upload at least every weekend, but I forgot to mention last weekend I had a camping trip with my divisional group. Afterwords were March Break festivities, I went to the movies with my friends, I went to my friend's "sweet sixteen" birthday party (my first invitation since elementary school), and I went to my friend's house to watch more movies. All throughout, I was recovering from foot pains from camp, which I got from snowshoeing in the forest, they're still a bit sore.

However I do hold blame for the lack of chapters, because I recently got Pokémon White and I've been spending a lot of time (when I'm not with my friends) on the new game.

BUT, the biggest reason why I could not upload anything (not just for this story, but all of my stories) was because Fanfiction had some strange error, and I couldn't get past editing any of my published stories, meaning I could not get to upload.

So, I hope you all come to understand, I am really sorry. And without further ado, here's another chapter!

I DO NOT OWN HETALIA: AXIS POWERS!

Austria-Hungary

"Uh…" Farahilde stared at the envelope, which held the growth charts for the year. She was already told of the increases, but it was not a lot. She had heard that some of the other countries were entering their 30,000th troop.

Roderich won't like this… Farahilde sighed. She was currently standing outside Roderich and Elizaveta's house, and nervous about entering.

"Welcome back, Farahilde." Farahilde heard her name being called and looked up from the envelope to the door. There at the door was Erica.

"Oh, hello Erica," Farahilde smiled. Unlike Roderich and Elizaveta, Farahilde had quickly gotten used to Erica. The two were a bit alike, and Farahilde enjoyed their time together. Especially, she enjoyed her weekly lessons on sewing.

"It's a bit chilly outside, isn't it," Erica asked.

"Yeah," Farahilde smiled as she took her jacket off.

Then a tune came to Farahilde's attention. A gentle melody emanating from piano keys, striking the chords inside the body of the piano, flowed throughout the house. It was without a doubt, Roderich was playing on his piano again, perhaps for his wife.

"I'm a bit envious," Erica said.

"Me too," Farahilde said. "Roderich can play so well…"

"Yes, but I mean to Ms. Hungary," Erica said. Farahilde stared at her friend in question. "She's so lucky to have been married. It's hard for a country to fall in love."

"Why's that?"

"As a country, marriage is not always out of love, it is purely political. As countries, we are led by our people and our boss, and their opinions fluctuate with every new generation and era. The country with which we used to love, may become or enemy, and the country with which we hate we may be forced to marry."

"Sort of like… an arranged marriage," Farahilde suggested.

"Many of them," Erica smiled. "Mr. Austria has been through many. He was once married to male country, Spain. You can imagine how happy that made him…"

"It sounds… like you're in a cage, isn't it?" Farahilde asked. "While you live, your people die and new people are born. They are different from the previous, and they change and restrict your actions."

"Yes," Erica said. "I used to ask myself, why was I chosen to be the country of Liechtenstein… every country have asked them this in the past. No one knows the answer though. One day though… I want to be like Ms. Hungary. Marry, or at least be with the person I love. One day…"

Farahilde stared at the country before her. She looked younger than she did, but no doubt, her green eyes told a different story. They told a story of innocence and longing, solitude and sorrow.

"What are you two doing standing around in the foyer? Fools…" Farahilde and Erica looked up to Roderich staring at them questionably. Elizaveta stood close by, with a kinder expression on her face. They didn't realize the music had ended.

"Oh, um, I have the growth charts for this year," Farahilde handed the envelope to Roderich. He in turn, opened the envelope and quickly looked over the documents. Farahilde noticed the stern expression on his face, presumably from noticing their troop number only grew by 9,000.

Roderich sighed, "…Well…"

"9,000 isn't too bad," Elizaveta smiled, taking the documents from her husband's hands.

"Elizaveta…?"

Elizaveta smiled. "Our goal right now to is to protect ourselves from Russia. We have 21,000 troops right now in Austria-Hungary, leaving us safe against Russia's troops for now. With troop numbers over 14,000, we will be safe from a Russian attack."

"I… I see," Roderich said realizing it.

"So, this is good news, ja?" Farahilde smiled.

"Ja," Elizaveta, Roderich, and Erica smiled with the single word.

Nico: And that's about it. It seems like Austria-Hungary seems to be going on the defense now, since they're growth numbers are low compared to the other countries. They seem to weary of a Russian attack, but... is Russia aiming for Austria-Hungary?(psst! the answer is in the Russia 1915 Movement chapter!).

No Notes.

Translations:

Ja - Yes

*Mini Spoiler! Don't read if you don't want to know!* As you have probably noticed, things have been rather silent when it comes to Austria-Hungary chapters, well that will soon change. 1916s is fast approaching, and things start getting rocky for all of the countries, but one. *Mini Spolier! End*

So that's it for today's chapter. I'll be spending what little time I have working on various chapters of various stories (I have a handful that I am working on at the moment). I'll try to upload when I can, but it may be difficult because I have a major test coming up in the end of the month, and projects coming up. Wish me luck.

Thank you all for putting up with me and the wait, and for reading this story. I'll keep doing my best and I hope you all continue reading and enjoying.

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