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Title: Glasses
Characters: Austria (Young), Hungary (Young), Prussia (Young)
Notes: Ever wonder why Austria didn't wear glasses back then ever though they had them? I wouldn't have!
They were beautiful, old, yellowish things. Two round pieces of glass fit in snuggly with the gold-like metal, the blocky frame even looking good. He didn't look so bad, if Austria said so himself. Sure, the river distorted the image a lot but at least he could see everything! Not as clearly as he had hoped, obviously, but it was good enough. The burst of laughter was not what he had hoped for, however, as he turned to face the two boys.
"What's that on your face, some sort of protection from the rain?"
"They're called--"
"Who cares what they're called! They make you look like a wuss, Wuss."
Before Austria could protest, the smaller boy swiped them off his face and plopped it onto his own.
"Look at me, I'm the Wuss! Look how pathetic and weak I am~ I can never hope to be as awesome as the Teutonic Order!" He declared, walking around pitifully as Hungary laughed at his imitation.
"It's a good look for you, Buttface! If you keep it on, people might not laugh at your sorry-ass and start laughing at your sorry-ass-face!"
At this, he threw the glasses onto the ground and crushed them. Austria felt tears fall past his cheeks as the Teutonic Order jumped at Hungary in rage of his comment, picking up the broken shards and bent metal. As Hungary gained the upper hand quickly, Austria left, vowing to never wear glasses again.
Besides, they didn't really help anyways.
Characters: Austria (Young), Hungary (Young), Prussia (Young)
Notes: Ever wonder why Austria didn't wear glasses back then ever though they had them? I wouldn't have!
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They were beautiful, old, yellowish things. Two round pieces of glass fit in snuggly with the gold-like metal, the blocky frame even looking good. He didn't look so bad, if Austria said so himself. Sure, the river distorted the image a lot but at least he could see everything! Not as clearly as he had hoped, obviously, but it was good enough. The burst of laughter was not what he had hoped for, however, as he turned to face the two boys.
"What's that on your face, some sort of protection from the rain?"
"They're called--"
"Who cares what they're called! They make you look like a wuss, Wuss."
Before Austria could protest, the smaller boy swiped them off his face and plopped it onto his own.
"Look at me, I'm the Wuss! Look how pathetic and weak I am~ I can never hope to be as awesome as the Teutonic Order!" He declared, walking around pitifully as Hungary laughed at his imitation.
"It's a good look for you, Buttface! If you keep it on, people might not laugh at your sorry-ass and start laughing at your sorry-ass-face!"
At this, he threw the glasses onto the ground and crushed them. Austria felt tears fall past his cheeks as the Teutonic Order jumped at Hungary in rage of his comment, picking up the broken shards and bent metal. As Hungary gained the upper hand quickly, Austria left, vowing to never wear glasses again.
Besides, they didn't really help anyways.