Me: *turns Italy, Romano, and Seborga into a girls* Alright we are ready!
Nyo Italy: I look so pretty!
Nyo Romano: Whatever
Seborga: we look gorgeous!
Germany: *blushing already* we are doing the Brothers Grimm one right?
Me: yes Germany. I already know you are uncomfortable with so we are doing the version from you.
Germany: Good
Once upon a time, as a merchant, named Romulus, set off for market, he asked each of his three daughters what she would like as a present on his return. The first daughter, Lovina, wanted a brocade dress, the second, Celina, a pearl necklace, but the third, whose name was Felicia, the youngest, prettiest and sweetest of them all, said to her father:
Nyo Romano: *rolls eyes* Yes... she's just so perfect.
"All I'd like is a rose you've picked specially for me!"
When Romulus had finished his business, he set off for home. However, a sudden storm blew up, and his horse could hardly make headway in the howling gale. Cold and weary, Romulus had lost all hope of reaching an inn when he suddenly noticed a bright light shining in the middle of a wood. As he drew near, he saw that it was a castle, bathed in light.
"I hope I'll find shelter there for the night," he said to himself. When he reached the door, he saw it was open, but though he shouted, nobody came to greet him. Plucking up courage, he went inside, still calling out to attract attention. On a table in the main hall, a splendid dinner lay already served. Romulus lingered, still shouting for the owner of the castle. But no one came, and so the starving merchant sat down to a hearty meal.
Overcome by curiosity, he ventured upstairs, where the corridor led into magnificent rooms and halls. A fire crackled in the first room and a soft bed looked very inviting. It was now late, and Romulus could not resist. He lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep. When he woke next morning, an unknown hand had placed a mug of steaming coffee and some fruit by his bedside.
Romulus had breakfast and after tidying himself up, went downstairs to thank his generous host. But, as on the evening before, there was nobody in sight. Shaking his head in wonder at the strangeness of it all, he went towards the garden where he had left his horse, tethered to a tree. Suddenly, a large rose bush caught his eye.France: who can resist a beautiful rose! *wiggles his eyebrows*
England: *hits him upside the head* stop ruining the moment!
France: How dare you accuse me of such a thing! *fighting in the background*
Me: moving on!
Remembering his promise to Felicia, he bent down to pick a rose. lnstantly, out of the rose garden, sprang a horrible beast, wearing splendid clothes. Two bloodshot eyes, gleaming angrily, glared at him and a deep, terrifying voice growled: "Ungrateful man! I gave you shelter, you ate at my table and slept in my own bed, but now all the thanks I get is the theft of my favorite flowers! I shall put you to death for this slight!" Trembling with fear, Romulus fell on his knees before the Beast, who went by the name of Ludwig.
"Forgive me! Forgive me! Don't kill me! I'll do anything you say! The rose wasn't for me, it was for my daughter Felicia. I promised to bring her back a rose from my journey!" Ludwig dropped the paw it had clamped on the unhappy merchant.
"I shall spare your life, but on one condition, that you bring me your daughter!" The terror-stricken Romulus, faced with certain death if he did not obey, promised that he would do so. When he reached home in tears, his three daughters ran to greet him. After he had told them of his dreadful adventure, Felicia put his mind at rest immediately.Nyo Romano: *rolls eyes* of course she did.
Me: be quiet and stop being so salty or I'll...
Nyo Romano: or what?
Me: I'll write a Spamano fairytale without a request for it.
Spain: sí!
Nyo Romano: no!
"Dear father, I'd do anything for you! Don't worry, you'll be able to keep your promise and save your life! Take me to the castle. I'll stay there in your place!" Romulus hugged his daughter.
"I never did doubt your love for me. For the moment I can only thank you for saving my life." So Felicia was led to the castle. Ludwig, however, had quite an unexpected greeting for the girl. Instead of menacing doom as it had done with her father, it was surprisingly pleasant.
In the beginning, Felicia was frightened of Ludwig, and shuddered at the sight of him. Then she found that, in spite of the monster's awful head, her horror of it was gradually fading as time went by. She had one of the finest rooms in the Castle, and sat for hours, embroidering in front of the fire. And Ludwig would sit, for hours on end, only a short distance away, silently gazing at her. Then it started to say a few kind words, till in the end, Felicoa was amazed to discover that she was actually enjoying its conversation. The days passed, and Felicia and Ludwig became good friends. Then one day, the Beast asked the girl to be his wife.Everyone: awww!
Germany: *blushing his face off*
Prussia: *laughing his butt off*
Hungary: *hits Prussia with her frying pan* stop ruining the moment!
Nyo Italy: why are you embarrassed? I thought it was very sweet.
Germany: * blushing even darker*
Taken by surprise, Felicia did not know what to say. Marry such an ugly monster? She would rather die! But she did not want to hurt the feelings of one who, after all, had been kind to her. And she remembered too that she owed it her own life as well as her father's.
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Hetalia Fairy Tales
FanfictionHetalia Fairy Tales! Alright people, I'm taking requests of both couples and Fairy Tales! Other than that request away! Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, the Fairytales, or the art.