The Deceleration of Lizzie's Independence Chapter 10: The Replacement Waitress, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

A/N Sorry it took a minute you guys, I've been sick.(And I still am)-_- And I'm sorry if it kinda sucks, Im starting to loose inspiration. ._. But it's another chapter at least. ^-^' And there's an important note(In the A/N) at the bottom

It was a quiet, early, misty morning, and the sun was almost ready to rise. Elizabeta woke up with headache that begged for relieving. Oh so carefully, Elizabeta slipped out of Roderich's arms and out of bed. She walked to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet, grabbed the bottle of Motrin and opened it. 'This is why I don't like crying for long periods of time. These headaches tend to wake me up when I'm done crying.' She thought as she took one of the tablets and drunk some of the water from the sink.

The day was Saturday, and she was pretty sure of that. 2 days after Madeline's birthday, and the day of Madeline's date with Antonio. Elizabeta smiled. 'I knew Madeline liked him.' She thought. Elizabeta walked back in her room and carefully sat in her bed to see when Roderich would wake up.

This was the 2nd time Roderich saved her. He saved her from a whole week of depression from the time she fell on top of him and kissed him, then there was last night. If it wasn't, for him, God knows what she could have gotten herself into.

As she looked at Roderich, she smiled. He was even cute when he was asleep. Actually, he looked like a little baby that had been taking a nap. Elizabeta reached out to play with the one piece of curly hair separated from the rest if his hair. She tried to flatten it out, but it bounced back up and curled to its usual position.

Upset by her result, Elizabeta tried to flatten down the piece of hair again with a little more force.

It still didn't work.

Each time she tried to flatten it out, Elizabeta would add more force.

"Elizabeta," Roderich without opening his eyes and in a sleepy voice.

Elizabeta's heart actually…fluttered. She had absolutely no idea why, but she adored a guy's tired voice. Elizabeta thought that it was the 2nd cutest thing next to a newborn's laugh.

"Yes?" She whispered.

"May I ask why you are repeatedly hitting me on my head?" He again asked in a sleepy voice.

"Sorry, I didn't even realize I was hitting you. All I was trying to do was flatten down that curly piece of hair that's always sticking up."

"Well if you are going to resume beating me on my head, which I hope you don't, I think you should know that it will never flatten out. It's been there since I was 1 and I'm pretty sure it will remain there until I'm 101."

"Oh, o-ok. Sorry…again."

"It's ok. Just go back to sleep, sweetheart." Roderich said and turned over.

Elizabeta crawled back under the covers and turned over. "Good night sweetheart, I love you." Roderich mumbled loud enough for her to hear.

Elizabeta's heart sank. Did he really just say that? Did he mean it? Then again, he was talking in a sleepy voice. Maybe, just maybe, he was dreaming. Besides, she and Roderich were friends and just friends.

'Maybe he really was just dreaming. I mean, Roderich doesn't actually love me…Right?' Elizabeta still wasn't sure, but she just tucked it in the back of her mind for later.

Later that morning, Elizabeta again slipped off the bed and onto the floor. Her constant swearing and whining woke Roderich up.

"Such words Elizabeta." He said as he reached out his hand to help her up.

"Oh, so I get a scolding instead of a 'are you ok?'" She mumbled and grabbed his hand.

Roderich smiled. "Sorry, are you ok?"

"Oh how sweet of you to ask. I'm ok, thank you." She said in a sweet voice.

Roderich sat up and stretched. "How did you sleep?" He asked.

"I slept really good, surprisingly. How about you?"

"I slept good too, but I had the strangest dream."

"Really? Would you like to talk about it?"

"Well, it was about you and me, and we were married for about a year." He said with a small blush.

"Ok, go on." Elizabeta said.

"And we were asleep, but then all of a sudden you started hitting me upside my head. So when I asked you why you were doing it, you said that you were trying to flatten down my curly piece of hair. Then I told you that—" "You told me that it will never flatten out and that It's been there since you were was 1 and it will remain there until you're 101."

"Exactly, but how did you know that?"

"Because that really did happen, like early this morning."

"Really?"

She nodded.

"So you really were hitting me in head?"

She smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, sorry about that."

"But I still don't understand. If my dream wasn't actually a dream, then why were we married?"

Elizabeta shrugged. "Maybe it started out as a dream but, was interfered with reality."

Roderich nodded. "Yes, either that, or I could have been just half asleep."

Elizabeta thought about it, then shook her head. "I like my idea more. It sounds more realistic."

"Of course, what was I thinking with with my unrealistic idea?" He said dryly.

Elizabeta giggled."Ok, all sarcasm aside,—"

"Wait," Roderich suddenly interrupted, "Did I happen to call you any terms of endearment like, 'Darling' or 'Honey' or—"

"Sweetheart."

"Exactly, or—"

"No I'm saying that's what you called me. You called me sweetheart, twice."

"Well, did I tell you 'I love you.'?" He asked softly.

There was a short pause and Elizabeta wordlessly nodded.

"I apologize, I didn't mean what I said, really." He said out loud. But in his mind, he was really thinking, 'Roderich, what on earth are you saying? Of course you meant it. For goodness sake, stop being and idiot and tell her that you meant it.' But like always, he pushed his thoughts aside and reminded himself that she was an independent woman.

Elizabeta just nodded again. She was again at a loss for words. But why was she at a loss for words? Roderich just said he didn't mean what he said, so why was she at a loss for words? Usually she would just brush it off, and maybe even laugh about it...Why wasn't she doing that now?

Had she wanted him to say he actually meant it?

"Um, anyway," She said, wanting desperately to get her mind off of her thoughts, "setting all of that aside, I'm starving, let's go to The Shadow's for brunch."

Roderich smiled. "Sure, I'll meet you there in about an hour."

"Good morning Roderich and Elizabeta." Madeline greeted.

"Good morning." They said simultaneously. Roderich and Elizabeta sat down at there usual spot while Madeline went to go and get their usual coffee.

"Are you excited about your date with Antonio tonight?" Elizabeta asked Madeline when she came back.

Madeline grinned. "Of course I am. The only thing that sucks is that I'll probably have to cancel it because I can't find anyone to cover the rest of my shift." She said with a small sigh.

"Non sense. You are going on that date if it's the last thing you do. I'll cover your shift tonight." She said with a smile.

"Really?"

"Why not? I think it'll be fun to be a waitress for a couple of hours." She said with a grin.

Madeline wrapped her arms around Elizabeta's body quickly and tightly. "Thank you Lizzie, how can I ever repay you?"

"Well if you let me do your make up, then your debt is paid."

Madeline grinned. "You got it."

"Maddie, would you please stop blinking? Antonio will be here in like 15 minutes and we'll never have any this done if you keep blinking." Elizabeta said as she tried to apply eyeliner.

"Sorry, it just feels weird." Madeline replied innocently.

Elizabeta sighed and started on the next eye, "It's okay. I understand that its hard to keep still when its your first time wearing eyeliner."

Madeline scoffed. "This is not my first time wearing eyeliner."

"Oh yeah? Name one time you've wore eyeliner."

"Well there was this one time in college—"

"Too late. I'm done." Elizabeta said cutting her off. Elizabeta spun Madeline around to the mirror and she gasped at her new look.

"Lizzie, this is amazing. You did an amazing job."

"Really? I'm glad you like it."

"Like it? I love it." Madeline said.

"Come on, let's go wait in the café." Elizabeta said opening the bathroom door. Madeline walked out in a black spaghetti strap dress that stopped right above he knees with a pair of sleek black heels to mach.

It seemed like all eyes were on her. She even heard a couple of wolf-whistles. Of course, Madeline blushed.

"So Roderich, how does she look?" Elizabeta asked He didn't reply, he just stared.

"Roderich?" Madeline called.

More staring.

"Roderich?" They said together.

Even more staring.

"Roderich! Would you snap out of it and tells me how Maddie looks?" Elizabeta yelled.

Roderich blinked and actually conjured up a sentence. "I-I have never seen you in something that's not blue jeans, a black shirt, and back shoes. You look stunning Madeline."

Madeline smiled. "Thank you Roderich."

Francis sat down at the table where Roderich and looked over Madeline. "Oh Madeline, you look amazing. There's one thing though, come down here."

Madeline bent down to his level and Francis slipped off her beret making her wavy strawberry colored hair fall to her shoulders.

"That's what it was!" Elizabeta exclaimed. "There was something just wrong, but I couldn't figure out what it was. It was her snazzy beret covering up all of her pretty hair."

Madeline turned to Elizabeta."Do you think Antonio will like it?"

"What, your hair?"

"No, everything." She said pointing to herself.

"Stop worrying, I'm sure he'll like it."

"She's right, I love it actually." Madeline whipped around and saw Antonio standing right behind her. "Madeline, you look beautiful." Antonio told her softly.

Madeline blushed. "Thank you Antonio. Let me go and find my purse and then we'll go." And with that, Madeline went off to find her purse, leaving Antonio alone with Francis,Roderich,and Elizabeta.

"Antonio, you look a little anxious, why don't you calm your nerves by sitting down?" Elizabeta said and pulled a chair to sit down in.

"Thank you." He said politely and sat down at the table with Roderich and Francis. There was a short silence before both Roderich and Francis slammed their hands on the table in sequence, causing Antonio to jump. They both turned to look at him.

"Look Antonio, as you can see, we care deeply for our Madeline and we want the best for her," Francis started

"So it is very important that you act like a pure gentleman to her, and give her the best night she will ever have." Roderich finished for him.

"We want her at her home by 12. Not 11:59 and not 12:01, 12 sharp. Elizabeta will call her at 12 so she can tell her about all the things that happened tonight." Francis stated.

"And if she tells Elizabeta that this date was unsatisfactory, or if you hurt her in any way, shape, or form,"

They leaned closer to him and together they said in a low whisper,

"We will hunt you down."

Antonio was white as a ghost and he slumped in his seat. "Yes sir and yes sir." He managed to say. "Alright you guys, that's enough intimidation. You're starting to scare him." Elizabeta said and placed a hand on Antonio's shoulder. "It's ok, they mean well, really. They're just a little protective of Madeline." Elizabeta whispered reassuringly.

Antonio's color didn't come come back completely until Madeline returned with her purse. "Sorry about that. Are you ready to go?" He nodded and grabbed her hand. "Bye Lizzie , bye Francis, bye Roderich."

"Have fun." They chorused together. With that being said, the two left for their date.

Francis sighed. "Well, we have no poet for tonight."

"Too bad I don't write poems, I would certainly share it with the crowd." Elizabeta spoke.

Roderich and Francis looked at Elizabeta then at each other and back at Elizabeta. "Why are you guys staring at me like that?" "

Maybe you don't have to write poetry to preform"

"Roderich, what are you getting at?"

"Would you do us the favor of singing for us mon cher?"

"You guys want me to sing?"

They nodded.

"But, I'm not really so sure I can—" Elizabeta started but stopped at the contact of Roderich s hand on top of hers.

"Elizabeta, you have a magnificent voice. Will you please sing?" Roderich asked softly.

"Okay, but I'm only singing 3 songs."

Roderich smiled. "Alright, only 3 songs." "Thank you mon cher." Francis said after.

Elizabeta sat on the stool on the stage while Roderich took his place at the piano. "Good evening everyone. I'm Elizabeta Héderváry current replacement waitress for The Shadow's Café. Since our usual act is not here, I have been asked to fill in by singing a few songs for you all tonight." She said over the microphone.

Elizabeta turned to the band. There was someone for the drums, the double bass, the saxophone, the trumpet, and of course, the piano.

"Does anyone know 'Beat The Horse' by Pomplamoose?" Elizabeta asked the band. She was relieved when the drummer raised his hand. "Ok, this is good. Everyone just jump in when you can, or just follow the drummer." She said. Elizabeta took a deep breath and did the count off. "1,2,3,4" as soon as she said that, the drummer started to play and she started to sing

Don't you like what's on your plate?
It's not free.
Shaking fists at this debate.
Woe is me.
Woe is thee.
It's all for show, so please bake me cookies.
The stage lights glow and we stare like rookies.

Take your cause and pass it around.
Take one down and pass it around.
I'm not fair and you're not sound.
Pass it around now you're not sound.
Take your turn in beating the horse.
Take him down now take him down.
Gee, I hope we're not off course.
Take him down now, take him down.

Don't you like what's on TV?
It's not free.
We'll agree to disagree.
Woe is me.
Woe is thee.
It's all for show, so please call this number.
You'll never know.
And you'll always wonder.

It's all for show, so please bake me cookies.
The stage lights glow and we stare like rookies.

.When the song was done, everyone clapped and cheered.

Elizabeta grinned. 'That went better than I thought.' She thought.

"Thank you, I'm glad you all liked it. Is it ok if I sing another song?" She asked.

The crowd cheered in response.

Elizabeta smiled and turned to the band again. "Does anyone know 'Vienna' by Billy Joel?"

Everyone in the band raised their hand.

She smiled. "Great, this should be easy." She took another deep breath and counted off. "1,2,3,4." As soon as she counted, Roderich started to play and Elizabeta started to sing.

Slow down, you crazy child
you're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart, tell me
Why are you still so afraid?

Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You'd better cool it off before you burn it out
You've got so much to do and
Only so many hours in a day

But you know that when the truth is told..
That you can get what you want or you get old
You're gonna kick off before you even
Get halfway through
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

Slow down, you're doing fine
You can't be everything you want to be
Before your time
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight
Tonight,...
Too bad but it's the life you lead
you're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong, you know
You can't always see when you're right. you're right

You've got your passion, you've got your pride
but don't you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

Slow down, you crazy child
and take the phone off the hook and disappear for awhile
it's all right, you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize,..Vienna waits for you?
And you know that when the truth is told
that you can get what you want or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get half through
Why don't you realize,. Vienna waits for you
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

Even though she said she would only sing 3 songs, she ended up singing until almost midnight.

"It's getting close to 12:00 so I think now would be a good time to close everything down for tonight. Have a goodnight everyone." Francis said over the microphone. While everyone was leaving and the staff was cleaning up, Francis pulled Elizabeta to the side.

"Elizabeta, if you want a job here, you got it." He said with a smile.

Elizabeta giggled. "Maybe not a permanent, but you got yourself a replacement."

Francis smiled even more and placed what looked like folded paper in her hand.

Elizabeta looked at the paper and unfolded a 50.

"Oh Francis, I can't accept this." She instantly said and tried to give him back the money.

Francis put it back in her hand and closed it. "Think of it as a thank you for your services." He simply said and walked away.

Elizabeta smiled and stuffed the money in her bra.

When midnight came, Elizabeta called Madeline.

"Hello?" Madeline said over the phone.

"Hey Maddie, It's Lizzie, are you at home?"

"I just got home. How did you know?"

Elizabeta smiled, "Oh just a hunch. How was your date?"

"It was amazing, best night I've ever had."

"Really?"

"Yep, now I gotta get to bed, I'll talk to you later, ok?"

"Ok, good night sweetheart."

"Good night Lizzie."

With that, Elizabeta hung up the phone. She grabbed her jacket. "Roderich, are you ready to go?" She asked.

"Yeah, Francis, were leaving." Roderich called out.

"Good night you guys, thanks for everything again." Francis replied.

Roderich opened the door to let Elizabeta walk out first.

"Tonight, was so much fun." Elizabeta said.

Roderich nodded in agreement. "I think we should do this more often."

Elizabeta and Roderich's eyes met at the same time and held. They leaned close to each other, so close that their lips might actually connect. But before their lips Elizabeta said softly, "I should be getting home."

As much as Roderich wanted to kiss her. As much as Roderich wanted to hold her and never let go. As much as Roderich wanted to be with her. As much as Roderich wanted to tell her how much he loved her and only her. He knew that he couldn't. Of course, she was independent and he had to respect that. He loved her too much to not respect her beliefs and wishes.

"I should be getting home also, see you tomorrow Elizabeta." He said.

"See you tomorrow Roderich." She said and went on home.

Roderich did the same.

A/N Like I said before, crap. ._. Sorry if it takes a minute for the next chapter, I seriously have writers block. D': However, if you guys can give me some inspiration, or give me a filler chap idea, leave it in my inbox.
~Thanks:3