It took a week for France to muster up the courage to ask Germany out to dinner. He sat next to Germany on the couch with the tv on, he wasn't paying attention to the tv because he was watching Germany read. Germany felt someone watching her so she looked up from her book to see France staring at her. She gave him a smile and tried going back to reading with a blush painted on her cheeks. France's heart started beating faster when he saw that blush. Of course he's seen that blush over 1,000 times but every single time he saw it his stomach flipped.
"G-Germany?" France said weakly.
"Yes?" She said looking up from her book. France looked at Germany then at the tv then back Germany, he felt the room get hotter and he could tell that he was about to sweat. His heart was beating faster and he felt butterflies in his stomach.
"Would you…" France trailed off and Germany looked at him confused.
"Would I what?"
"Would you….would you….would you.." France tried but he just couldn't do it. France had never felt like this before, yes he has been in love with a lot of people but he has never felt like this when he was with them.
"France are you okay?" Germany asked with concern. France nodded fast and smiled.
"Y-Yeah I'm fine."
"Okay that's good. So you were going to ask me something?" France looked confused for a moment then went back to smiling.
"Yes, yes I did!"
"Well what is it?" France stared at her for a moment before getting up and stood in front of her.
"Would you….would you? Like to go out with me!" Germany looked at him with shock which caused him to get nervous.
"S-Sure." Germany blushed and looked away. France clapped and pulled her into a hug.
"Wonderful!" France cheered. Germany pushed off of him lightly.
"So when is the date?" Germany asked.
"I was thinking 12:30 so we can go out for lunch and walk around. Nice and casual you know?" Germany nodded and smiled.
"That sounds perfect."
"That's good. Can I borrow your car?" France asked walking towards the door.
"For what?"
"I'm going to drive around and find a restaurant that serves something we both would like." France said putting on his jacket.
"Oh okay, the keys are in that bowl next to you." France grabbed the keys then opened the door.
"Thanks." He gave her a smile before leaving. Germany sat on the couch in shock. She was going on a date. She was going on a date. She. Was. Going. On. A. Date. With her crush. Germany didn't always have a crush on in fact when the Elysee treaty was first made she was didn't like France. As time went on she slowly started to like him and her she is now with a big ass crush on him.
Crash
Germany ran to the kitchen to see Prussia standing there with a beer in his hands and glass around his feet.
"B-Brother what happened." It's only 4:30, why is he drunk?
"None of your fucking business!" Prussia said before taking a sip.
"Brother you shouldn't stand there, there's glass all over the floor." Germany reached out for him but he slapped her hand away.
"So you think you can tell me what to do! You think you're so high and mighty! Well you know what? You're nothing but a low life piece of shit!" Prussia then threw his bottle at her but she ducked.
"Brother please calm down." Germany begged, Prussia stood there for a minute before walking past her and out the kitchen. Germany out a sigh then bent down to pick up the big pieces of glass. While Germany was bent over Prussia ran in the kitchen and pushed her causing her to land on hands getting them cut.
"Teach you to boss me around." Prussia said before leaving the kitchen. Germany sat there on the kitchen floor looking at her hands, they were bloody and had glass sticking out of them. Germany just wanted to cry but she just couldn't.
Germany finished cleaning the glass up off the floor and putting bandages on her hands. She was about to read a book when there was a knock on her door. She got up and opened the door to see Hungary.
"Hello Hungary, how are you?" Hungary didn't do anything but smile.
"Would you like to come in?" She asked confused, all Hungary did was shake her head so Germany stepped aside and let her come in. As soon as she closed the door Hungary jumped on her
"I'm so happy for you!" Hungary said squeezing her tight, Germany just gasped for air.
"Hungary, Hungary I can't breath!" Germany gasped for air, Hungary let go of her and started to squeal.
"I'm so happy for you!"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Hungary stopped squealing and gave the what-the-fuck face.
"France asked you out remember?" Germany looked confused before a blush spread across her face from remembering.
"Oh that." Hungary smiled and hugged her again.
"I'm so happy!" She grabbed Germany's hand causing her to wince.
"Germany what happened to your hands?"
"Prussia dropped a plate and it broke so I had clean it up and I ended up cutting my hands." Hungary nodded, she knew Germany was lying. Hungary knew for a while Prussia has been beating her even though Germany denied whenever she asked.
"It was Prussia who did this wasn't it?" She mumbled.
"What?" Germany asked.
"Nothing. Let's go make your outfit for tomorrow." The smile was back on her face and she started pulling Germany towards her room.
"Jesus-tap dancing-Christ!" Hungary screamed when she opened Germany's closet. All there was were sweatpants and black and gray shirts, pants and dresses.
"What's wrong?" Germany said sitting on her bed.
"It looks like I'm staring at death!" Hungary said looking through her closet.
"It's not that bad." Germany argued weakly.
"Not that bad! Not that bad!" She pulled out one of Germany's dresses to show her.
"This dress looks like it's from the fucking 1700's and I would know what dress like that looks like! I was alive during the 1700's and had to wear fucking dress like this!" Hungary threw the dress to the ground.
"All this shit has to go!" Hungary said throwing all her clothes on the floor, while she doing that Germany folded the clothes neatly and put them in a bag.
"Well what do I wear now since all my clothes are gone?" Germany asked.
"Put your jacket on because we're going shopping." Hungary said dangling her key.