[Mod!Post] HetaChristmas Advent Lightning Challenge!
For the next few days at least, we're all going to be busy with holidays and with the Hetalia Christmas Event and as a way to pass the time I have come up with this challenge.
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Pairing: Frying Pangle (love this trio!)
Feel free to go as smutty as you wish!
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“On the shelf in the closet, Österreich,” Hungary calls back up to him, setting a trio of wine glasses on the dining room table amidst Austria's good china. Twisting the cork off a bottle of champagne from the Nation's cellar (I could have sworn I saw this down there while we were married, she thinks), the brunette pours the glittering, bubbling, gold-tinged liquid into each of the glasses. Darting back into the kitchen, she peeks into the oven keeping ham and potatoes and vegetables of all kinds warm until the Prussian's arrival. Arranging the cream-colored cloth napkins, Hungary turns to meet Austria as he comes down the stairs with the two wrapped boxes.
“Leave them in the living room under the tree, I hear Preußen's car in the driveway,” she directs, kissing him on the cheek before nudging the brunet on his way. The doorbell rings as Hungary unlocks the bolt, opening the door and letting the snow-covered Nation inside. Taking the ( ... )
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“Now now, boys, no male posturing allowed at the table,” Hungary chides with a smile. “Only I'm manly enough for that kind of behavior.”
“Says the only one at this table without a-”
“Preußen! Halt die Klappe!” Austria exclaims, even though all three of them are laughing into their glasses, fire-warm and full of Hungary's delicious cooking and Austria's hundred-year champagne. Prussia's cheeks are tinged pink with alcohol, laughter loose and mirthful like Austria's, and both Nations kiss her cheeks in thanks for the holiday meal as they clear the table. She follows them to the sink, wiping down the counters and keeping watch over the good china as they banter; Austria rolls up his sleeves and dips his hands in the sudsy water, ( ... )
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“Oh shut it, Preußen, with the kinds of winters you Germans have in those mountains, you need them,” she tells the two.
“Danke schön, Magyarország,” Austria says, both Nations wrapping an arm around the brunette as she hugs them close, grinning ear to ear. Hungary and Prussia tear into theirs from the Austrian next.
“A new frying pan!” the Hungarian exclaims, turning it over, examining it at every angle, testing it weight in her hand and giving it a few good swings in front of her.
“That old one you have has to be at least over a hundred and fifty years old,” Prussia says, pausing in his unwrapping. “It's about time you had a new one.”
“A new one that isn't horribly dented from hitting someone's head for over a century,” Austria snickers.
“Watch it, Roddy, I remember quite a few of those dents were caused by your head as well,” Prussia retorts playfully, and ( ... )
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“I know how much you like to wear those prissy frilly things everywhere you go,” Prussia quips, “so I figured one more for your little collection wouldn't hurt.” Hungary snickers between them.
“They're called jabots,” Austria corrects him, even though he knows the red-eyed Nation will never call them such, “and I'll have the honor of reminding you that these 'prissy frilly things' once graced your neck too, Gilbert.”
“The key word there is once,” the white-haired Nation retorts. “You're about two hundred years late on that memo,” he smirks, prompting Hungary into another tipsy giggling fit.
“Open your gift, Magyarország,” the Austrian drolls as he pushes the last gift towards her, shooting Prussia a look that makes him snicker. She tears open the paper, revealing a tiny, cream-colored box. Taking out the black case inside, the Hungarian opens it to reveal a glittering necklace, a ( ... )
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preußen - the german name for 'prussia'.
österreich - the german name for 'austria'.
magyar - the name referring to the hungarian people and language, and prussia's way of cutely shortening hungary's name in hungarian.
ja - german for 'yes'.
üljetek le - hungarian for 'sit down', specifically the way of informally telling more than one person to do so; hungarian, like many languages, distinguishes in the written and spoken word between talking to a single person formally and informally, and talking to multiple people formally and informally, making for up to four different ways of saying the same thing, really. in linguistics, this is referred to as the 'ty/vyi distinction' (or some other such variation of the phrase); not all languages do this in all forms, an example being english, but it is a common and often at first confusing aspect of many. as a russian major with a side of german who has also studied japanese, french, and latin, I have become intimately acquainted with many ( ... )
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This exchange made me giggle: “Now now, boys, no male posturing allowed at the table,” Hungary chides with a smile. “Only I'm manly enough for that kind of behavior.” So true!
And what can I say about the threesome... hot. Lucky Hungary. ;) Thanks for the fill!
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I've always thought Prussia was a hard-working badass even to the modern day! Like, he did some major conquering shenanigans back in the day, you don't just laze around in a basement for years after stuff like that. I think he makes himself pretty darn useful.
Ah yes, Hungary is the manliest character of them all, and I think she'd make everyone know it for sure!
You're welcome, it was tons of fun to write, especially since I'd been wanting to write something for these three for ages. Your prompt jump-started my muse for them, so everybody wins here! :D
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