In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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Prussia couldn't help but smirk. Ha! Sure showed that jerk!
Lost in his own mental congratulations and the delicious, familiar feeling of success, it took Prussia an instant too long to notice the way Hungary suddenly stopped and shot forward, hands outstretched. Then those hands were clamped tight around Prussia's own, both of their sticks falling to the ground, and Prussia had all of a moment to be dumbfounded (warriors didn't pull stuff like this in a fight!) before Hungary leapt to the side, taking the knight with him.
It took Prussia a bit to realize what they were doing, and he didn't bother to stop himself from twitching once he knew. He'd seen Hungary do this part-they were skipping; skipping!-and it felt just as ridiculous as it had looked. That fact, however, seemed to go right over Hungary's head, because the guy still had on his most serious, determined face. His warrior face. While dancing and skipping.
Such a freak.
After turning them around and forcing the both of them through another round of inane prancing (did the torment ever end?!) Hungary finally deposited the both of them beside their weapons, sighing and brushing the hair away from his face. “I've seen better,” he said as Prussia squirmed and wondered if he would ever be able to wash the sissiness off himself. Prussia shot the guy a glare, pointedly folding his arms over his chest, and was two seconds away from an incredibly clever and stinging retort when something very strange happened. Reaching down, Hungary took up his stick, held it at his side like the most honorable of blades, and bowed.
“But it's not as bad as you were doing before,” Hungary said nonchalantly, shrugging still bent shoulders. “Good job. Now, let's ta-”
Then, as Hungary moved to stand, a stick came crashing down-swift, hard, victorious!-against the back of his head.
“Ha! You idiot!” Prussia shrieked with glee as he pulled his stick back, triumph finally his. “You never take your eyes off your opponent! Victory to Prussia! Now you can bow all you like! On your knees!”
It took Hungary a grand total of ten seconds to have Prussia disarmed and face down in the dirt.
“Now,” the guy growled, yanking Prussia to his feet and handing over a slightly more snapped-in-half-weapon. Jerk! Freak! “Let's try this again, all right?”
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It was only when he approached her, taking her free hand and giving her a big, toothy grin, that the grimace he knew so well returned to her face.
“We didn't invite you,” Hungary snarled under her breath, nose wrinkling as Prussia oh so suavely took the champagne from her hand.
“Yeah, pretty rude,” he commented, downing her drink-couldn't that priss Austria find the testosterone to serve some real alcohol?-before setting it aside and taking her other hand. “I might forgive you, though, if you ask nicely.”
“What do you want?”
“Just felt like crashing a party.” He looked at the extravagance around him with upturned nose, simultaneously smirking and cringing at the lot of it. All this sissy crap. He was able to shake it off long enough, however, to mock-elegantly bow and start pulling her in the direction of the dance floor. “And hey, thought maybe I'd show you how much better I've gotten at this dancing crap since you stopped teaching me. For old times' sake. And Hell, maybe we can be adventurous and have you not hit me. Whataya say?”
She glared, of course, because that was what Hungary was best at after whacking people with sticks. Still, through her annoyance Prussia swore he saw the tiniest little sparkle of somethingpleasant, something agreeable. Even when they were out on the floor-the edge of it, of course; no way in Hell was he getting into the thick of this stupid crowd-she merely followed along and held onto his hand, not acting nearly as displeased as she looked. Hell, there might have even been a smile hiding back there, somewhere-anything was possible.
“And hey,” Prussia murmured, smirking as he leaned in close to her ear, “maybe later I can remind you what a real man is li-”
Hungary responded, promptly, efficiently, and in the spirit of yesteryear, by kicking him in the kneecap.
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Ahem.
(....damn, now ya got me all girly! >///< *fangirl in the Nile*)
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SO
CUTE
OH MY GODDDDD, the end aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
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Terribly in-character esp the fact chibi!Prussia refers to chibi!Hungary as a guy and the narrative is super ambigious about her gender. GOOD JOB ANON~!
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