#oo2 - [FIC] danke, mein bruder
Title: Danke, mein bruder
Character(s): Prussia, Holy Roman Empire,
Rating: PG
Summary: Prussia was forgotten. I write stories, I suck at summaries orz
(picture not mine)
x - Danke, mein Bruder
He was once a young country, so small and fragile but was loved by others. There wasn’t anyone off his age in the huge house he once lived in. He often felt lonely he remembered. Holy Roman Empire was what people referred him as most of the time. He would have to wear layers of heavy coats made of fine fabric and a hat as huge as his own head. He felt stupid sometimes having to wear them but that was what the maid prepared him everyday.
Austria, the head of the Holy Roman Empire house was a strict country. Holy Roman Empire didn’t really like him as he remembered, but his father, Germania had left Austria in charge before he disappeared. Austria was a very stingy country. He once scold Holy Roman Empire for throwing away his old clothes and said that they should be used again until it could no longer serve as a piece of clothing. The dark haired head of the house adored music too. He would always play the piano most of his times. One day, Holy Roman Empire was curious of the magic box called the piano that Austria liked to spend his time on. While Austria went out hunting, the young boy sat on the chair in front of the piano and began pressing on the black and white wooden keys.
He didn’t know what he did to produce horrifying sounds but he didn’t like it. He thought he could play beautiful enchanting songs like Austria always does, be he couldn’t. He ran away as quickly, crying and hid himself under his pillow in his room because he too was terrified of the sound he made on the piano. Holy Roman Empire swore to himself to never play the piano ever again.
On usual days, Holy Roman Empire would feel lonely and he would wish for night time to come sooner so he could sleep his time away. On some days, he would have bright smile and sparkly eyes as he stood by the door and greeted his older brother Prussia home from traveling to far off kingdoms.
When Prussia was home, there would be no seconds of Holy Roman Empire’s time that was boring. Every moment was enjoyable, filled with laughters and excitement. Unlike Austria who would prefer the young country to be confined in the house, Prussia would bring his little brother to the river for a swim or the mountains for hunting. At night time, Prussia would fill in their time together with exciting stories off when he was part of the Teutonic Knights or when he was sailing on the seas a pirate looking for treasures along with his friends France and Spain. When Prussia was home, Holy Roman Empire could wear his favourite white shirt and a pair of shorts that were comfortable for him to run around in because Prussia would defend him from being scolded by Austria.
For Holy Roman Empire, he wished for the times he spent with his older brother would be for eternity; he hoped that they would stay together forever. He would frown and bit on his bottom lips as he held back tears when Prussia said he would have to go for another quest, taking on another kingdom.
‘I would love to stay, but Old Fritz is calling for me little brudder.’ The older country smiled as he ruffled the other’s soft blond. Holy Roman Empire would lightly sob and Prussia would let out soft audible chuckles and wiped off his tears.
‘Promise me that when you grow up, you would be as strong and handsome like me’ Prussia laughed stroking his nose and the younger country looked up at him with watery pair of blue ‘And that you wouldn’t waste what I had prepared you. That you would make the entire European nation look up to you’
Holy Roman Empire never understood his brother’s words but he nodded to everything. ‘I promise!’
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There was an uprising in Central Europe soon after. Everything went to chaos and Holy Roman Empire was taken away from his home. Away from the other countries that he lived in with.
‘But what about mein brudder? Mein brudder; Prussia?’
They didn’t answer him. They never did. Nobody mentioned Prussia. The kingdom once so rich, strong and proud were forgotten.
Decades and centuries after, Europe broke apart, and went in wars. Wealth turned into poverty and hunger drove to people’s death. The small wars erupted between small nations soon broke into larger ones that involved the world. People were brought up as soldiers, and buildings off great architecture were brought down by bombs. Economics were ruined and politics were to blame. Everyone fought, and they struggled to unite, to bring the world it’s peace as it was once before.
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There’s a strong country, as strong as Russia and as strict as Austria. Germany looked out the window down to the smiling faces of its citizens and the tall building made by metals and concrete by the 21st century’s local engineers. As his eyes wandered around, he thought off the black history he once had; decades ago when his country were divided by a wall, and even before when there were tragic deaths everyday, and even before that when once the land was rich and luxurious. Once his dearest brother Prussia had ruled over Berlin and the glorious castles and churches that were bombed during the wars.
He thought of the words his brother said to him, once he was a small country; the Holy Roman Empire, and thought of the centuries that had passed as he grew up. ‘Oh Brudder, wherever you are, I hope you can see. The proud kingdom you brought up before, I will protect it’
At night, Germany smiled as he was in deep slumber. He dreamed of rivers which he would swam in and small rabbits he hunted with a white haired man, skin as fair as snow too; his brother Prussia. He dreamed of when he was a young country; the Holy Roman Empire, and when his brother was still a proud kingdom. The time when he was happiest
Prussia, a kingdom once stood so proud and rich, but now long forgotten. Germany could only sighed, and pretend that once in a while as he sat reading the news, Prussia would be there sitting next to him, maybe being a little bit shorter than him. Wherever Prussia is now, Germany only hopes for Prussia to be proud of him.
‘Danke, mein brudder…’
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A/N: Kay, so where do I start... This is my first Hetalia fic ever, so go easy on me (: I may not have the most correct history fact, my major is not history so I hope to not offend anyone.. The Prussia I mentioned was the once great kingdom Prussia and not East Germany and hence to why I didn't end it with Germany being reunited with Prussia in the future.. so yeah... and I kind of like want more friends in this fandom.. I'm a loner T__T and also.. fics like this might have written before, but I don't really know about it and I assure you that this is 100% my writing, no plagiarism indeed...
and last, since I don't really wanna make it long.. I went to Germany and met with the statue of Old Fritz a.k.a Federick the Great.. he's like... the most awesome person for me in history so I'm happpiiieyyy *U*
Comments and critics are mostly welcome C:
Character(s): Prussia, Holy Roman Empire,
Rating: PG
Summary: Prussia was forgotten. I write stories, I suck at summaries orz
(picture not mine)
x - Danke, mein Bruder
He was once a young country, so small and fragile but was loved by others. There wasn’t anyone off his age in the huge house he once lived in. He often felt lonely he remembered. Holy Roman Empire was what people referred him as most of the time. He would have to wear layers of heavy coats made of fine fabric and a hat as huge as his own head. He felt stupid sometimes having to wear them but that was what the maid prepared him everyday.
Austria, the head of the Holy Roman Empire house was a strict country. Holy Roman Empire didn’t really like him as he remembered, but his father, Germania had left Austria in charge before he disappeared. Austria was a very stingy country. He once scold Holy Roman Empire for throwing away his old clothes and said that they should be used again until it could no longer serve as a piece of clothing. The dark haired head of the house adored music too. He would always play the piano most of his times. One day, Holy Roman Empire was curious of the magic box called the piano that Austria liked to spend his time on. While Austria went out hunting, the young boy sat on the chair in front of the piano and began pressing on the black and white wooden keys.
He didn’t know what he did to produce horrifying sounds but he didn’t like it. He thought he could play beautiful enchanting songs like Austria always does, be he couldn’t. He ran away as quickly, crying and hid himself under his pillow in his room because he too was terrified of the sound he made on the piano. Holy Roman Empire swore to himself to never play the piano ever again.
On usual days, Holy Roman Empire would feel lonely and he would wish for night time to come sooner so he could sleep his time away. On some days, he would have bright smile and sparkly eyes as he stood by the door and greeted his older brother Prussia home from traveling to far off kingdoms.
When Prussia was home, there would be no seconds of Holy Roman Empire’s time that was boring. Every moment was enjoyable, filled with laughters and excitement. Unlike Austria who would prefer the young country to be confined in the house, Prussia would bring his little brother to the river for a swim or the mountains for hunting. At night time, Prussia would fill in their time together with exciting stories off when he was part of the Teutonic Knights or when he was sailing on the seas a pirate looking for treasures along with his friends France and Spain. When Prussia was home, Holy Roman Empire could wear his favourite white shirt and a pair of shorts that were comfortable for him to run around in because Prussia would defend him from being scolded by Austria.
For Holy Roman Empire, he wished for the times he spent with his older brother would be for eternity; he hoped that they would stay together forever. He would frown and bit on his bottom lips as he held back tears when Prussia said he would have to go for another quest, taking on another kingdom.
‘I would love to stay, but Old Fritz is calling for me little brudder.’ The older country smiled as he ruffled the other’s soft blond. Holy Roman Empire would lightly sob and Prussia would let out soft audible chuckles and wiped off his tears.
‘Promise me that when you grow up, you would be as strong and handsome like me’ Prussia laughed stroking his nose and the younger country looked up at him with watery pair of blue ‘And that you wouldn’t waste what I had prepared you. That you would make the entire European nation look up to you’
Holy Roman Empire never understood his brother’s words but he nodded to everything. ‘I promise!’
----------
There was an uprising in Central Europe soon after. Everything went to chaos and Holy Roman Empire was taken away from his home. Away from the other countries that he lived in with.
‘But what about mein brudder? Mein brudder; Prussia?’
They didn’t answer him. They never did. Nobody mentioned Prussia. The kingdom once so rich, strong and proud were forgotten.
Decades and centuries after, Europe broke apart, and went in wars. Wealth turned into poverty and hunger drove to people’s death. The small wars erupted between small nations soon broke into larger ones that involved the world. People were brought up as soldiers, and buildings off great architecture were brought down by bombs. Economics were ruined and politics were to blame. Everyone fought, and they struggled to unite, to bring the world it’s peace as it was once before.
----------
There’s a strong country, as strong as Russia and as strict as Austria. Germany looked out the window down to the smiling faces of its citizens and the tall building made by metals and concrete by the 21st century’s local engineers. As his eyes wandered around, he thought off the black history he once had; decades ago when his country were divided by a wall, and even before when there were tragic deaths everyday, and even before that when once the land was rich and luxurious. Once his dearest brother Prussia had ruled over Berlin and the glorious castles and churches that were bombed during the wars.
He thought of the words his brother said to him, once he was a small country; the Holy Roman Empire, and thought of the centuries that had passed as he grew up. ‘Oh Brudder, wherever you are, I hope you can see. The proud kingdom you brought up before, I will protect it’
At night, Germany smiled as he was in deep slumber. He dreamed of rivers which he would swam in and small rabbits he hunted with a white haired man, skin as fair as snow too; his brother Prussia. He dreamed of when he was a young country; the Holy Roman Empire, and when his brother was still a proud kingdom. The time when he was happiest
Prussia, a kingdom once stood so proud and rich, but now long forgotten. Germany could only sighed, and pretend that once in a while as he sat reading the news, Prussia would be there sitting next to him, maybe being a little bit shorter than him. Wherever Prussia is now, Germany only hopes for Prussia to be proud of him.
‘Danke, mein brudder…’
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A/N: Kay, so where do I start... This is my first Hetalia fic ever, so go easy on me (: I may not have the most correct history fact, my major is not history so I hope to not offend anyone.. The Prussia I mentioned was the once great kingdom Prussia and not East Germany and hence to why I didn't end it with Germany being reunited with Prussia in the future.. so yeah... and I kind of like want more friends in this fandom.. I'm a loner T__T and also.. fics like this might have written before, but I don't really know about it and I assure you that this is 100% my writing, no plagiarism indeed...
and last, since I don't really wanna make it long.. I went to Germany and met with the statue of Old Fritz a.k.a Federick the Great.. he's like... the most awesome person for me in history so I'm happpiiieyyy *U*
Comments and critics are mostly welcome C: