You may forget what I have said in the previous author's note, following the real time is waaaaaay to hard for me due to the following reasons:
1) I am too lazy to motivate myself even to do things I enjoy
2) Mostly for reason 1) actually.
But I will try my best at writing regularly, so don't worry :D
As for the lack of proof reading my work like MooseSlayer has been so kind to point out… OH LOOK! THE FLYING MINT BUNNY! *procrastinating author runs away from the question*
Thanks to all the reviewers and none reviewers who enjoyed my story! (I do have to say reviews make me happy, and happy authors are more motivated. Don't worry, I don't bite… *cough* yet *cough* so feel free to send me feedback :D)
This chapter has been hell to write due to a major writer's block. Thank you for your cooperation.
As for Austria, I might have made him a bit OOC but I just can't picture him as being the guy who pays a lot of attention at the people close to him.
Prussia couldn't move. He was terrified of Russia. Well, not terrified per se, awesome people don't get terrified…
Okay, maybe he was terrified.
Just a bit…
A lot.
The moment he became aware of the other's presence his whole body froze and his senses surrendered to panic. It was an interesting experience as he literally felt submerged by water but nothing can tilt the balance back when Russia is standing less than half a meter away from you. Calm down, you're awesome man. You're 100% calm… Calmer than a sedated sloth… HOLY SHIT RUSSIA'S HANDS ARE ON MY SHOULDERS! HOLYSHITHE'SPICKINGMEUP! ? HELP! HEEEEEEEEEEELP!
Hungary felt bad for leaving her albino friend behind but she knew that sacrifices were essential during a war. Your loss won't be vain… She had managed to shake off Russia once again and carried Irene on her back.
"We can't just abandon Prussia!" the latter said
"We can only get him back in an exchange and that would mean giving away the camera." The Hungarian responded
Irene thought for a while before coming up with an idea "How about we capture Austria? We could convince him to help us."
Elizaveta looked unsure "We have in our possession compromising pictures of him… I doubt he'll be willing to help us."
"Did you see yourself?" asked the teen "On a scale from one to ten, one being an abandoned and mutilated shoe and ten being Aphrodite, you're a twelve! Why are all the countries drop dead gorgeous anyway?"
"Thanks," Hungary smiled "But the same could be said with you." The younger of the two was taken aback and a blush formed on her cheeks. "Not used to being told you're pretty?"
"First time coming from a non blood related mouth." Admitted the girl "A-Anyway, I was saying you should seduce him or something. Austria is still a man and no man is immune to a hot girl like you."
"We could try it…" agreed the nation "But I don't have much confidence in my feminine side."
"Make sure half your boobs are visible and keep your frying pan… wherever you usually hide it. I'll coach you on it while we look for him, but first we'll have to stop by multiple shops." Instructed the fan girl.
"And how do we find Roderich?" asked Elizaveta
"Can you hear the old woman shouting in the distance?" asked Irene, receiving a nod from the country "That's where he most likely is. We're going to have to distract the hag thou… I'm not on her hit list but I'd rather avoid crossing path with her."
Austria wanted to catch the runaways, they had after all insulted his pride by taking a picture of him in his most embarrassing state. It was far from being the first time (living close to Hungary and all) but it still pissed him off and after having kept it in for so long, it was time for him to snap. He replayed the scene many time in his head, the one where Prussia, Hungary and Irene are forced to beg him for forgiveness after he crushed the camera with his bare hand as Beethoven's music played in the background. It was of course slightly harder to make it a reality with his hands tied together by a rope and with the horrible recent music playing.
The old hag had proven herself to be of little help; a simple hot guy had been enough to attract her attention (can she still be categorized as a cougar?) and take her mind off chasing the albino. The passage of the kind and attractive man itself was suspicious; he was obviously showing off and made sure to remain in the grandma's sight until she decided to strike a conversation with him, giving a large window of opportunity for the Hungarian woman to kidnap Roderich.
Something was different about his fellow nation, she seemed somehow more… mannered? Did she finally understand the importance of acting more lady like? No, the light is probably playing a trick on my mind. Or maybe it's the fact that she dragged me instead of carrying me like a princess? It could also be because she brought me to a restaurant instead of finding an alley to keep me hidden…
"Roderich…" the female nation started with an innocent smile on her face, one that translated weakness and confusion "I'm sorry for tying you up but I can't risk your escape before you hear what I have to say."
The aristocrat was taken aback. Are those tears? Elizaveta looked serious and hurt at the same time and Austria could only muster pity towards her "Are you okay?"
"Kind of" she answered while looking at her feet under the table
"Where is Irene?" the man asked
"She went to rescue Gilbert." Sincerely responded the brunette "How do you like my clothes?" she said spreading her arms out to give him a better view.
The hostage was surprised "I didn't notice you changed…" Hungary was wearing casual clothes, a low neck blue shirt and a black skirt that almost reached her knees. Is that different from the usual? What does she usually wear? His eyes wandered back to the woman's face "It looks great, mind telling me what's wrong now?"
He might have imagined it but Hungary's expression seemed pissed for a few second before she regained her helplessness. She bent closer to her former husband, not cutting off eye contact and grabbed his tied hands "Irene won't be able to retrieve Gilbert… He's terrified of Russia! What will I do if he dies from coughing up to much blood?"
"That's ridiculous!" protested the four-eyes "Personifications don't die!"
"Maybe we can't but Prussia has already fallen! His reason to remain has been long gone! I'm so scared… What if the shock of encountering his trauma causes him to… to… disappear?" she said the last word as if it tore her heart to even mention it "You have to help me save him!"
"Why are you trying so hard to help him? Aren't you strong enough to do it yourself?" he asked.
"I hate to admit it but I'm a woman. It used to be so easy to overlook it, now I can see my body clearly isn't as strong as yours. I'm weak." She bit her crimson lips in shame. Is she wearing make up? When the hell did she get the time to do a full body make over? "As for the reason I am begging you to help Gilbert…" she placed his hands on her chest, under which her heart was beating faster than usual "It's because I love him."
"…" Roderich stared at her for a while "You just don't want to have to hand over the picture to get him, don't you?"
Irene came out from under the table much to the Germanic country's surprise "What are you? Boobproof? A woman? Blind? Gay? Paedophile? Heartless? She was literally throwing herself at you! Did you even pass puberty or do you still think a bird comes by and drops a baby in front of a couple's doorstep?" she turned to her accomplice "At least tell me he couldn't keep his eyes off your cleavage or your lips…"
"They stayed on my eyes the whole time. He didn't even notice I was wearing different clothes until I mentioned it." Informed the female country with a pout
"Seriously, what are you to resist to a woman's most lethal weapon?" The fan girl asked. The two nation's looked at her in the same way a five year old looked after hearing the word 'ubiquitous' "Tears! Acting! Don't you nations know anything about socializing?"
"The social rules have changed during the centuries of our existence." Reminded Ivan.
"Don't worry, I wasn't talking about you, you're excused 'cause one, it's not your fault you're easily misunderstood and two, you're the awesomest Hetalia character – HOLY SHIT! When did you get here?" the teenager screamed, alarming the whole restaurant.