PrussiaXHungary - Request

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    Hungary walked down the hall of Austria's home. She passed by the music room and heard the sound of Austria playing the piano. The music was interrupted as a loud crash was heard in the front. And then the sound of a scream, "Bruder! Your door is broken!" Hungary ran towards the front room and stared down at the busted up large white door, she then turned toward the white-haired Prussian with a chick on his head. "Vhat vas zhat for!" She yelled toward him, he only stared for a moment at the brown haired woman. "I do not need to answer zhat! I am awesome!" She clunched her fist as Austria, a darker brown haired man wearing a neat suit. "Vhat is going on in here!?" He turned to the door, "You better plan on paying for zhat!"
    Prussia laughed and patted the Austrian's back, "Do not worry! I am staying here vith a few friends for a while! Come on in guys!" The blonde headed frenchman walked into the house and took Hungary's hand, kissing it lightly, when he did so, it almost looked as if Prussia dissaproved. Hungary though, freaked out and hit France with her frying pan. Spain walked into the house, "Ciao!" He kissed the Hungarian's cheeks lightly and dodged her attack of the frying pan quickly. The three guys smiled, "Vhy are you all staying here?" Austria asked staring at Prussia.
    Prussia, had a light pink on his face. "B-Because I am vay to awesome to be in either of their houses!" "But yet you come to mine?" Prussia's eyes widened, "We are just taking over!" Hungary sighed and Austria did as well, "Vell I am going back to zhe music room. Clean zhis mess up!" France and Spain started to roam the house and that left the two alone. Hungary began to pick up some of the door and was suprised when Prussia kneeled down and started to help. She turned, "Vhat are you-" "Oww!" Prussia yelled getting a splinter. He stared at it, "Vhat? Am I not allowed to help?"
    Hungary walked over and grabbed him by the ear and dragged him to the bathroom, and grabbed a pair of tweezers. "Vhat are you doing!?" He asked. "Getting zhat wood out of you." He stared, "I can do zhat myself!" Hungary ignored him and pulled out the splinter. He flinched, and eyes widened when she kissed his hand. Prussia's face turned red and he leaned in, and planted a soft kiss on her lips.