Hey Guys!
I totes apologize for this really late update. I was super busy and still a even though it's supposed to be my Christmas break.
Please forgive me!
I also hope you guys would enjoy this chapter but this was actually hastily written.
After that whole episode this morning, Spain walked back into his dining room for breakfast. There he saw Prussia and France bickering while the rest of the other nations looked restless. Those under Spain's empire seemed to be worried for their older comrade while those under Prussia was watching carefully if the Frenchman pushed too far.
Spain sighed. It was so familiar yet so different.
"I have told you Franny it was a complete accident!" Prussia's cocky voice said but it lacked it's volume and lacked the word awesome.
"As if, you filthy heathen! You dare try to steal may steed and claim it as your own? That is quite preposterous!" France said. Though it seemed to be playful, France still lacked the emotion to back it up. Unlike Spain's France who had so many emotions, and even a rape face!
"Kesesese, Tis not thy fault! It was the magnificent steed's decision to pick thy over thee" Prussia said in a mocking tone, trying to match France's old English.
France, who seemed to have realized he was returning to his nemesis' old language, was shocked then suddenly started to speak like he normally did, complete with poker face. "I can't believe I was so low to even try to use his way of speaking that horrid language. I will never forgive him and the pain he caused towards my children"
Prussia smiled sympathetically. "I think it's time to put old grudges behind ourselves and try to look towards the future".
France shook his head. "What good will it do if the past was horrible? It's like a book. Once the beginning is uninteresting, no one would like to finish it. For me, if our past relationship was filled with nothing but hate and sorrow, why would anyone expect, even the two of us, to actually mend our friendship?"
Prussia chuckled softly. "What you said is both right and wrong, my friend". He looked straight at France's eyes. "An uninteresting beginning gives an unappealing end, but it doesn't have to be. If we think that the end is no good, why not just grab a pen and write our own ending? Write a future for ourselves?"
From Prussia's back, Switzerland and Austria sighed but had a soft smile on their faces, Hungary was grinning for the first time in years, and lastly Germany was smirking and watching his brother as pride swelled in his chest. All four of them were very proud of their emperor. They are really lucky to have a wise and understanding leader.
France stood there looking at Prussia, confusion still lingering on his face. Prussia sighed, "Like my relationship with South. We did nothing but fought for, a couple of decades! Maybe even a century! But look at us now…" Spain's chest began to tighten. "…South and I are getting married and I feel like the luckiest man on earth" Prussia grinned at France who was slowly starting to smile as well. "Love and forgiveness are treasures. Those who takes it for granted does not know the true meaning of life"
France was finally smiling like he used to, "Yes, I used to believe in those…" Then his smile began to crumble until it was back to a poker face. "Love conquers all and all that shit? But I guess what you said is right. It is a new age and we need to fix our broken friendships"
"That's splendid"
France laughed. "Thank you and might I say you were very admirable a few moments ago. Right mon cher?"
France and Prussia glanced at Spain who was surprised at the event that was transpiring a few moments ago, and forgot about France's question. "Uh… Can you repeat? Hehehe" Spain laughed sheepishly.
Prussia laughed once again. "Being together with South could teach a man a lot of things. Let's just say he has such a beautiful construction of sentences that it was hard not to pick up whatever the hell he was saying"
Spain smiled. Though inside, he was actually burning with jealousy.
"That is a great start" A voice said. Everyone turned to see South leaning on the door frame. "At least now your people would have better language and choice of words. But I hope that isn't the only thing you have picked up"
Prussia smirked. "I might have picked up a hot Italian emperor though"
South smiled softly as a pink flush appeared on his face. "Stop trying to flatter me"
Prussia smiled in a sweet way which he only uses when was with South. It's like South had this ability to change people. Sometimes for the good, like Prussia, and others for the evil, like Belarus and Iceland. Prussia could practically feel his heartbeat quicken as South drew nearer.
Spain, who was staring at the scene unfolding in front of him, was now filled with silent jealousy. Why, why did South had to be lovers with Prussia? Why is it that these feelings for Romano only happens in his dreams, hell, even in his own universe, Spain had this big crush on Lovino Vargas for 2 consecutive years!
Spain's smile twitched when he witnessed South and Prussia hugged. The thought that his Romano being touched by other people was enough to drive him mad. But Spain was a very patient person. So he did not curse or throw a fit when both men were getting too close for comfort. Spain shook his head and thought about it again. Romano shall be his forever, and he was the possessive type.
'South, you'll be mine someday. May it be by deception or force I do not know'
I'm really sorry for the Lame chapter.