[Fic] A Teenager's(?) Efforts in Vain
Title: A Teenager's(?) Efforts in Vain
Part: 2 of 6
Characters/Pairings: One-sided Prussia x Hungary, Germania, Old Fritz, Austria, Germany, Philippines
Summary: A parody of the Nestea commercials of Nicos X Mattina. With a few tweaks and turns.
Warning: Some OOCness? And overacting. Use of country names as I don't have a human name for Germania.
Preview: [Do I have to? :D]
The boy merely looked at him, and then made the sign of the cross, lifted his hands, looked up, and said, “Sorry Lord. I was busy chatting with Hungary that I forgot to attend night mass. Thank you, Lord, that we have the chance to talk. Lord, please let me be close to Hungary’s heart. And my pimples and eye bags to disappear. Amen.”
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A month and a week passed after Prussia’s heart has been first broken. Everyone was getting ready for their Christmas lunch. And our hero…well…was locked in his room upstairs, weeping...again.
“Bruder, if you don’t wanna eat, we’ll finish up everything!” called Germany.
“Prussia, if you don’t get here in five counts, we’ll lock you in there forever,” threatened Germania, and sure enough, Prussia did come down, but resumed his previous position of sulking on the table.
“Love…” he started, “What did I get out of love?!”
“Pimples!” Austria giggled as she sat down.
“Eye bags!” Germany pointed to Prussia’s cheeks.
The eldest was alerted, and touched his face. He screamed, “Scheisse! Hungary won’t like this!”
Dashing by his vati, he ran to the nearest bathroom. He shrieked in agony that his love will not reciprocate his feelings anymore - as in, he’s hopeless.
“Prussia!” Fritz grabbed his son’s shoulders as soon as the boy got out of the bathroom, “You have not attended mass last night! Yet all you worry is about that girl?! You have no shame!”
The boy merely looked at him, and then made the sign of the cross, lifted his hands, looked up, and said,
“Sorry Lord. I was busy chatting with Hungary that I forgot to attend night mass. Thank you, Lord, that we have the chance to talk. Lord, please let me be close to Hungary’s heart. And my pimples and eye bags to disappear. Amen.”
“Oh…uh…ah…uh-huh.”
“What, vati? Am I forgiven now?!”
“Well…you did take a step further. I suppose I could ease the punishment on you.”
“Yahoo! Mutti! Mutti! Let’s celebrate!”
“Only after you show me promising grades.”
“Ja, ja, I will!”
With that, Prussia ran back to his room with his share of the food. Germania looked up, and said, “Vielen Dank, Gott…”
Fritz followed her gaze, and wondered what that was for.
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Philippines knocked on the door. She had rung the doorbell lots of times, but no one was attending to her.
“How busy could that Austria be?! Germany’s old enough to answer the door!” she complained when the door had been opened, “Oh my! I shouldn’t have…I…I apologize…Tito Fritz.”
“Ah, Philippines. Fancy seeing you here. I should be the one to apologize,” said the man, “Come in, and tell us what news you bring.”
“Thank you, Tito Fritz, but I won’t be long. Hungary had agreed to tell you something, but not from me. Prussia should expect it next year…around March, I guess. And this is her e-mail address,” Philippines stopped to hand a piece of paper, “If he doesn’t add her as a contact now, he should forget about it. That’s all. Thank you!”
“Nein, Philippines. Thank you,” Fritz stressed the “you.”
Maria nodded and, waving, she went on her way.
“So…what am I going to say to Hungary again? A friend of a friend of a friend gave her e-mail to Prussia? Whatever. Someone else will take care of this…ah…lechon…hamonado…”
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So the pronouns for Germania and Austria are feminine. Ha. Nothing. I just want a laugh out of it. But in the comics...yeah...cross-dressing only, no GBs. It's funnier. Ahehehehe.
When I was writing Prussia's short prayer, I began to wonder about my classmate's confession to God that he will cheat before the actual act. I was giggling all the time that I couldn't concentrate on saying the words from "Panatang Makabayan." I could remember a line in which he says that he will put his trust on his seatmates' answers. What the hell. I shouldn't probably tell anyone where I study, or who it was.
Matakaw si Piri a...PENGE!!!
Questions? Comments? Suggestions? Violent reactions?
Thanks for reading!
Part: 2 of 6
Characters/Pairings: One-sided Prussia x Hungary, Germania, Old Fritz, Austria, Germany, Philippines
Summary: A parody of the Nestea commercials of Nicos X Mattina. With a few tweaks and turns.
Warning: Some OOCness? And overacting. Use of country names as I don't have a human name for Germania.
Preview: [Do I have to? :D]
The boy merely looked at him, and then made the sign of the cross, lifted his hands, looked up, and said, “Sorry Lord. I was busy chatting with Hungary that I forgot to attend night mass. Thank you, Lord, that we have the chance to talk. Lord, please let me be close to Hungary’s heart. And my pimples and eye bags to disappear. Amen.”
----
A month and a week passed after Prussia’s heart has been first broken. Everyone was getting ready for their Christmas lunch. And our hero…well…was locked in his room upstairs, weeping...again.
“Bruder, if you don’t wanna eat, we’ll finish up everything!” called Germany.
“Prussia, if you don’t get here in five counts, we’ll lock you in there forever,” threatened Germania, and sure enough, Prussia did come down, but resumed his previous position of sulking on the table.
“Love…” he started, “What did I get out of love?!”
“Pimples!” Austria giggled as she sat down.
“Eye bags!” Germany pointed to Prussia’s cheeks.
The eldest was alerted, and touched his face. He screamed, “Scheisse! Hungary won’t like this!”
Dashing by his vati, he ran to the nearest bathroom. He shrieked in agony that his love will not reciprocate his feelings anymore - as in, he’s hopeless.
“Prussia!” Fritz grabbed his son’s shoulders as soon as the boy got out of the bathroom, “You have not attended mass last night! Yet all you worry is about that girl?! You have no shame!”
The boy merely looked at him, and then made the sign of the cross, lifted his hands, looked up, and said,
“Sorry Lord. I was busy chatting with Hungary that I forgot to attend night mass. Thank you, Lord, that we have the chance to talk. Lord, please let me be close to Hungary’s heart. And my pimples and eye bags to disappear. Amen.”
“Oh…uh…ah…uh-huh.”
“What, vati? Am I forgiven now?!”
“Well…you did take a step further. I suppose I could ease the punishment on you.”
“Yahoo! Mutti! Mutti! Let’s celebrate!”
“Only after you show me promising grades.”
“Ja, ja, I will!”
With that, Prussia ran back to his room with his share of the food. Germania looked up, and said, “Vielen Dank, Gott…”
Fritz followed her gaze, and wondered what that was for.
----
Philippines knocked on the door. She had rung the doorbell lots of times, but no one was attending to her.
“How busy could that Austria be?! Germany’s old enough to answer the door!” she complained when the door had been opened, “Oh my! I shouldn’t have…I…I apologize…Tito Fritz.”
“Ah, Philippines. Fancy seeing you here. I should be the one to apologize,” said the man, “Come in, and tell us what news you bring.”
“Thank you, Tito Fritz, but I won’t be long. Hungary had agreed to tell you something, but not from me. Prussia should expect it next year…around March, I guess. And this is her e-mail address,” Philippines stopped to hand a piece of paper, “If he doesn’t add her as a contact now, he should forget about it. That’s all. Thank you!”
“Nein, Philippines. Thank you,” Fritz stressed the “you.”
Maria nodded and, waving, she went on her way.
“So…what am I going to say to Hungary again? A friend of a friend of a friend gave her e-mail to Prussia? Whatever. Someone else will take care of this…ah…lechon…hamonado…”
----
So the pronouns for Germania and Austria are feminine. Ha. Nothing. I just want a laugh out of it. But in the comics...yeah...cross-dressing only, no GBs. It's funnier. Ahehehehe.
When I was writing Prussia's short prayer, I began to wonder about my classmate's confession to God that he will cheat before the actual act. I was giggling all the time that I couldn't concentrate on saying the words from "Panatang Makabayan." I could remember a line in which he says that he will put his trust on his seatmates' answers. What the hell. I shouldn't probably tell anyone where I study, or who it was.
Matakaw si Piri a...PENGE!!!
Questions? Comments? Suggestions? Violent reactions?
Thanks for reading!