"When did you start wearing a flower in your hair?" Austria asked, looking at Hungary with interest. He didn't remember that being a part of her everyday attire before… in fact he was quite sure that he had never seen it up until today or the day before.
"Hmm?" She looked up from where she was sweeping. "I've always worn flowers… well… at least after- oh. Nevermind. I've always worn flowers." She smiled, glancing out the window for a split second- as if lost in a memory- and then continued her chores. Austria stared for a moment, then shrugged and went back to work.
Hungary waited until he was gone to stop sweeping and put her hands on her hips.
"Well- he's as clueless as ever." Prussia said from up in the tree, where he was lounging on a thick branch, leg dangling down and his uniform torn to smithereens.
"You're lucky I'm nice." Hungary huffed, scowling at him. "Who got you this time?"
"That crazy Russia guy. He's been on my case lately… wants Poland or something."
"Did you give it to him?"
"Heck no! That would be totally un-awesome of me!"
"To who?"
"Poland! Who wants to be part of that crazy guys land?" Prussia said, hopping down from the tree, ignoring the ache in his bones from his last fight. "Anyway- why did you start wearing a flower? I noticed of course though, unlike the unawesome Baby Man-Girl- Boy."
"That is none of your business." Hungary huffed. She reached into her pocket and threw the bandages at the albino. "Now take these and get out of here, or I'll scream. Heaven knows why you always come by here."
"Alright, alright! I'm going!" Prussia said with a sigh. He turned on his heel and went to leave, but paused. "And thanks. I just don't want Luddy to see me like this."
"Just go." Hungary said, back turned to him. She didn't want him to see her blush… after all…
It was his fault she wore flowers after the fight with Turkey!