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kiramaru7Title: Awesomeness
Fandom: Hetalia
Author: kira
Words: 232
Rating: PG13 for German swear words, beer drinking and kissing pretty boys
Summary: Prussia’s lil game of “Bierstache” has an unexpected result…
Warnings: none
Author’s notes: The following is loosely based on kuroneko3132’s comic “No you can’t.” http://kuroneko3132.deviantart.com/gallery/446233#/d34a9lc
For Jen, who said Prussia has an affinity for beer and being an arse...
According to his brother, Prussia had an affinity for good beer and being an Arschloch. Despite being the most awesome annoyance in existence, he did have a way of keeping Germany from swimming in World 8’s paperwork. So to thank him for that, Germany and Italy were with him at the local Biergarten, drinking doppelbocks and having a good time. To show what an awesome a big brother he was and how much he appreciated being invited out drinking with them, Prussia called his younger brother “Westen” or “kleine Brüder” without once calling him by the dreaded nickname “Brüderlein.”
All in all it was a pleasant evening. Germany was having such a good time bonding with his brother that he agreed to play “Bierstache” with him. It was a simple enough game, the object being to be the first one to spot and kiss the bierstache off of the pretty girl you were with. However, Prussia in his awesomeness, had neglected to point that part of the rules out. So when Italy had a bierstache, both brothers called it, but Germany won, by virtue of being closer to Italy at the time and kissing him like there was no tomorrow. Then again, Prussia would later claim he won in the end since he was the one who finally got them to have their first kiss, because he was simply awesome that way…
Title: Germania Gatto
Fandom: Hetalia
Author: kira
Words: 258
Rating: G
Summary: Germany now has a cat thanks to Italy…
Warnings: none
Germany, who was a big dog lover, could not figure out his little buddy’s affinity for cats. Wherever they went, Italy never failed to find a stray cat to lavish with affection. At least he was not as bad as Greece; otherwise, Germany was sure they would have been swimming in cats by now. As it was, he found himself the proud owner of a large grey tom cat that Italy called “Germania Gatto.” Even the dogs seemed to like him.
What he found the most amazing about Germania Gatto, was he would happily go lie down by the fire with the dogs. When he was not curled up next to Berlitz, Germania Gatto would be having a grand old time pouncing on Aster’s tail or he would simply lie next to her while she licked him. Germany suspected she thought the tom was nothing more than an odd looking puppy the way she would mother him. Even Blackie, who normally treated cats like they were squirrels only bigger, would play nicely with the cat.
But it was times like this, when he was sitting in his favorite chair by the fire, reading a book with Germania Gatto purring softly in his lap, that he felt that he was beginning to understand his little buddy’s love of cats. They were soothing, not that he would ever give up having a dog or two or three, but he would not mind having a cat added into that mix. He also had the feeling the dogs would agree with him…
Fandom: Hetalia
Author: kira
Words: 232
Rating: PG13 for German swear words, beer drinking and kissing pretty boys
Summary: Prussia’s lil game of “Bierstache” has an unexpected result…
Warnings: none
Author’s notes: The following is loosely based on kuroneko3132’s comic “No you can’t.” http://kuroneko3132.deviantart.com/gallery/446233#/d34a9lc
For Jen, who said Prussia has an affinity for beer and being an arse...
According to his brother, Prussia had an affinity for good beer and being an Arschloch. Despite being the most awesome annoyance in existence, he did have a way of keeping Germany from swimming in World 8’s paperwork. So to thank him for that, Germany and Italy were with him at the local Biergarten, drinking doppelbocks and having a good time. To show what an awesome a big brother he was and how much he appreciated being invited out drinking with them, Prussia called his younger brother “Westen” or “kleine Brüder” without once calling him by the dreaded nickname “Brüderlein.”
All in all it was a pleasant evening. Germany was having such a good time bonding with his brother that he agreed to play “Bierstache” with him. It was a simple enough game, the object being to be the first one to spot and kiss the bierstache off of the pretty girl you were with. However, Prussia in his awesomeness, had neglected to point that part of the rules out. So when Italy had a bierstache, both brothers called it, but Germany won, by virtue of being closer to Italy at the time and kissing him like there was no tomorrow. Then again, Prussia would later claim he won in the end since he was the one who finally got them to have their first kiss, because he was simply awesome that way…
Title: Germania Gatto
Fandom: Hetalia
Author: kira
Words: 258
Rating: G
Summary: Germany now has a cat thanks to Italy…
Warnings: none
Germany, who was a big dog lover, could not figure out his little buddy’s affinity for cats. Wherever they went, Italy never failed to find a stray cat to lavish with affection. At least he was not as bad as Greece; otherwise, Germany was sure they would have been swimming in cats by now. As it was, he found himself the proud owner of a large grey tom cat that Italy called “Germania Gatto.” Even the dogs seemed to like him.
What he found the most amazing about Germania Gatto, was he would happily go lie down by the fire with the dogs. When he was not curled up next to Berlitz, Germania Gatto would be having a grand old time pouncing on Aster’s tail or he would simply lie next to her while she licked him. Germany suspected she thought the tom was nothing more than an odd looking puppy the way she would mother him. Even Blackie, who normally treated cats like they were squirrels only bigger, would play nicely with the cat.
But it was times like this, when he was sitting in his favorite chair by the fire, reading a book with Germania Gatto purring softly in his lap, that he felt that he was beginning to understand his little buddy’s love of cats. They were soothing, not that he would ever give up having a dog or two or three, but he would not mind having a cat added into that mix. He also had the feeling the dogs would agree with him…
