Okay, I know I have a bunch of stories I need to update but my brother had literally pulled this prank on me just now and this immediately came into mind!

Prussia watched as the Hungarian girl left the music room and began the long walk across the house to the kitchen. Her feet treaded daintily on the marble floors causing the hallways to echo with a quiet yet sweet of her footsteps. The sunlight which streamed through the stained glass windows made her hair sparkle as it rippled down her back and framed her face effortlessly. He watched with cool red eyes as she smiled gently to herself in hr own daydream and quietly hummed the tune she had heard Austria play before he had asked her to make him some coffee. Prussia knew all this because he had been spying on them all day from the tree next to the music room window. Quietly watching and waiting for the time when she would be alone.

Now.

From the safety of the shadows he crept alongside her without her even giving it a thought. The sound of her sweet voice and the way her dress floated around her in the warm sunlight made her look heavenly.

Like an angel…

He watched as she opened the small wooden door at the back of the house and slipped through the narrow doorway behind her.

He gulped, it was now or never.

Hungary put the kettle on boil before taking a cup out of the nearest cupboard and was about to reach for the coffee beans before she felt a gentle tug at her dress.

Turning around she saw Prussia, his usual cheeky grin was replaced with a serious frown. Too serious. And he was…Blushing?

Hungary sighed.

"What is it, Prussia?" The said nation fidgeted before taking a deep breath.

Well here it goes, he thought to himself.

"H-Hungary?"

The female nation raised an eyebrow.

"Yes?"

"Erm…D-Did it hurt…When you fell from Heaven?"

Hungary dropped the mug, ignoring it as it shattered on the kitchen tiles.

"What?"

"I said…Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"

Hungary was lost for words.

Did Prussia just try to woo her? She had heard that the Prussian had feelings for her but never believed them. And she had always been so horrible to him… Maybe it was time she grew up and maybe, just maybe, returned these feelings. Who knew? Maybe they would make a good couple!

She smiled.

"Why are you asking?"

"Because it looked like it hurt real bad!"

The smiled dropped.

"What?"

"I mean, you must have hit the ground head first. And really hard too! Your face looks pretty done in!"

Prussia burst out laughing at the furious Hungarian.

"Mein Gott, and to think you actually fell for it! I was so sure you wouldn't! Now I owe France and Spain a round of drinks but it was worth it to see your face! Kesesese, I'm so awesome!"

He continued to laugh as Hungary slowly locked the door and grabbed her favourite frying pan. Prussia froze, he hadn't thought through how she would react!

"Scheiße…"

Austria let out a frustrated sigh.

He couldn't hear himself play his own piano, what was that dreadful racket?

He stood up and walked towards the window, only to be greeted by the familiar sight of Hungary chasing Prussia around the garden with a frying pan.

The Austrian nation sighed once again.

It looked like he would have to make the coffee himself.