Once upon a time, there was a girl. Now this girl lived in a tower, don't get the wrong idea though. This tower was in a village, near other living beings. Hair the color of rust, eyes the color of the greenest emerald. Her name was Hungary, six years old, forever being locked away in her tower. Hungary was never particularly alone, her farther was at her side. Austria, sapphire eyes and brown chocolate hair. Having a curl that allowed no one to ever touch. Hungary loved her farther, though, she longed for friends. Her farther would always tell her to never go down to where the child played and grown-ups spoke.
"Farther! May I go down to the village and play?!" Hungary asked, jumping up and down excitedly.
Austria stood still for a moment, only to walk away leaving no answer, "Don't you understand." He muttered under his breath.
"But why farther?!" Hungary yelled, running behind him, tugging on his blue worn out coat.
"I said no! Not from what happened last time!" Austria suddenly fell to his knees, scoping little Hungary into a tight hug.
"F-farther, the child said they thought I was an enemy. I-if they just get to know me a bit better, then it'll be alright." She stuttered, trying to escape the hold of her farther.
He finally pulled away, tears still fell from his now red puffy eyes. Hungary softly whipped away the tears sitting upon his cheeks, smiling as if to say "its okay, please don't cry".
"Farther, can you get me some red irises?" Hungary asked, still smiling.
"Hungary, those kinds of flowers grow far away from here. That will be at least a three day trip." Austria said looking slightly confused at her request.
"But, their my favorite! And irises don't grow around the village!" Hopping to convince her farther.
Austria looked at her pegging face, and those sad puppy eyes if he were to say no. Letting out a sigh, he smiled and agreed. Jumping up excited and happy she ran to fetch his things for travel.
"Hungary, dear are you alright?" Austria asked slightly worried watching her run around up and the down the stairs at a fast speed.
"What? Oh, I'm fine farther." She responded back, giggly and bubbly.
Austria smiled, taking the basket Hungary had filled for him to travel with.
"I'll be back in three days time. Stay safe, my dear." And with that, Austria left, climbing down the ladder outside of the tower's window to touch the grassy field where the towel was located.
Hungary waved goodbye as he walked into the deep forest.
As soon as he was out of sight, Hungary ran to grab a green cloak. She pulled it over her head, tying the string firmly.
"I'll show you farther, I can be happy with the other child too!" Hungary rushed down the ladder, she was thrilled that she finally got the courage to leave the tower. Of course, being overly hyper she slipped off the ladder onto the hard ground. Luckily though, she was only about two feet away from solid rock.
"O-ouch." Hungary moaned, she stumbled getting on her feet to walk. She then noticed the sun was setting.
"Aw, late already. hm. Maybe I can sleep in the village Inn tonight, their sure to know me!" Bringing back her cheery self, she began to walk towards the village.
"Hey! Give it back!" A loud, angry voice yelled. It sounded clear, so Hungary must had not been so far from the village.
"Like hell I am, child's devil!" Another voice had screamed back, one being of another boy. Hungary stopped in her stacks of what the boy screamed.
"Why do you wear such stupid clothes, a rob is only worn by Monks, thy who prey to thy Lord. Not by the likes of you, blood eyes!"A third boy yelled, strengthening the others words.
Hungary froze at what she heard. "Why would any one say such things? They need to learn a lesson!" She stormed off, running to where she had heard the yelling. Then, she saw them. Three boys, one with blonde long hair, the second with short brown hair wearing green earrings. The third one though, had short sliver hair. Nothing Hungary had ever seen before. He wore a black and white rob, among the back a cross was sowed. Hungary stood there for a moment, staring at the sliver haired boy.
"Hey look! Another of devil's child!" The boys laughed and pointed at Hungary, breaking her out of her trance.
"W-what?! How dare you call me devil's child!" Hungary shouted back, now even more pissed from before.
"You have rust hair, its unnatural! Normal children have blond, black, or brown hair." The boy with the brown hair yelled.
"But that boy have sliver hair. It's natural!" Hungary had never felt more confused in her life.
"Yes, but not at our age." The blond boy said, calmly, almost oblivious of what was happening.
"So what?! Just give back whatever you too stole from him, now!" Hungary demanded, yelling at the top of her lungs.
"Oh. This little thing? I don't think so." The brown hair boy held up a little sowed flag.
"What's that?" Hungary asked, calming down a bit.
"A Prussian flag rust girl." The blond boy said, not giving off any emotions at all!
"P-please, g-give it back." The sliver haired boy stuttered.
"Oh, what's this? Are you crying because you can't have such a tiny cheap, crappy thing?" The brown haired boy waved the small flag in front of his face, as if to mock him.
"Give it to me." The blond boy said, holding out a hand.
The other boy nodded and throw the flag landing it right in the blond's hand. "What are you up to?" The brown questioned the others movement.
The blond took a mach out of his pocket, lighting the little flag on fire.
The brown haired boy clapped, "Nice one." Smiling and laughing, the four watched as the flag burned on the ground.
"W-why did you do that?!" Hungary yelled, almost ready to burst into tears.
The two said nothing, though all they did was laugh and smiled. As if they had won some thing great, to have accomplished a deed no warrior could ever handle.
The sliver haired boy dashed to the forest to shield his tears.
"W-wait!" Hungary ran after him, not bothering to the bullies laughing their asses off.
"S-stay a-away-"
The boy had fallen over a tree truck, broken into tears, laying on the ground.
"Are you ok-" Hungary saw some thing remarkable. She sat next to him on a rock, staring into his eyes.
"What is it?" The boy asked, using his white sleeve to whip away his tears.
"Your eyes, they shine just like rubies." She smiled.
"Well, your hair is a dark orange." He mentioned.
They both laughed a bit.
"I'm Prussia." He said holding out a hand.
"You can call me Hungary." Shaking his hand. Prussia stood up, "Have you been to the village before?"
"Actually, I've been here before. Not much of a good experience though." Hungary said, lifting her head to the sky.
Prussia frowned for a moment, thinking. Closing his eyes, he put his head towards the red orange sky also.
"Do you want to see some thing?" Prussia asked after a long silence.
"Alright." Hungary agreed, Prussia took her hand, guiding their way through the deep forest.
A:N/ Hi, Arthur here. So sorry about not updating the story What to Do sooner. Been having a bit of Writer's Block on that particular story. So~ I've written this. Please tell me what you think by reviewing, you guys keep me going by all the favorites and reviews. So thank you so much for getting me this far. I have a special plane for this story. I hope I can get the message out right with this story. I've asked my mother and farther for suggestions, even some online friends. And thank you guys for everything. I want to write over 100,000 words for this story. Having this as my goal, hopefully I will make my dream come true. Again, thank you so much for reading!