*Note: Cilla (and her sisters) speak Flixian which is a language that I made up (>_< so hard to do) and Flixia is at war probably more then the majority of the other countries, whether with another country or each other. This is set after WWII*
Cilla Emoora yawned and sighed in content, stretching out in bed. She mumbled happily when a warm pair of arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her firmly into another warm body.
She sighed again in content and snuggled into the warm flesh of the man holding her. One of her arms came up and wrapped around his torso.
South Flixia giggled as he lowered his head and nuzzled into her neck, tickling her with his breath. He let out a soft, breathy laugh as well. He smirked against her neck as he started to nip and nibble on the soft skin there.
"Gi-i-il. *snort* St-stop! Dat tickles." She laughed, snorting from the force of her giggles.
Gilbert ceased his attack and chuckled with her. When they both calmed down they just laid there on their sides and smiled at each other. Prussia smiled slightly wider and raised a hand to comb through her hair.
Cilla hummed happily and leaned into his touch.
"You have such soft hair, Birdie." He whispered, moving closer to her again.
Cilla hummed, raising a hand and running it over his neck and shoulder.
"And you have such soft skin." She mused, nuzzling her face into his throat before pressing a loving kiss there.
She felt his throat vibrate as he hummed. There was a few moments of pleasant silence before Gilbert broke it with a soft, barely spoken whisper.
"Ich liebe dich, mein Birdie." His voice was so soft and calm that it seemed like he was a totally different person.
"Ich liebe dich auch, my heart." She murmured back, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips.
Gilbert let down his "awesome" charade around Cilla, allowing her to see the real him.
When she pulled away he leaned back in capturing her in a kiss again, and again, and again. Finally they stopped and just rested their foreheads together, grinning at each other.
*TIMESKIP*
Gilbert, Cilla, and the rest of the Axis (minus Cilla's quadruplets) were sitting at the kitchen table, chatting as they finished their breakfast and got mentally ready for the day.
Suddenly the Flixian's phone rang. The ravenette quickly picked up her phone and answered it, walking just outside the room to talk.
The others fell silent as they noticed her smile rocket into a concerned frown, then a resigned look as she kept talking to whoever was on the phone.
"Alright. I'll be dere as soon as I can. Start making da needed preparations. As of now, we're officially at war." With that she hung up and glanced at the six people starring, shocked, at her from their places at the table.
She gave them a grim look before turning and heading up the stairs. There was a sudden flurry of movement and then a familiar presence was in front of her, stopping her by her upper arms.
Gilbert starred, terrified into her eyes.
"Cilla... Vhat's going on?" He asked.
"Korea declared war on us. We're now at war." She said, stoic expression and stiff figure firmly in place.
Without the slightest facial twinge she carefully pulled her arms free and walked into their shared bedroom. The Prussian remained standing where he was, in shock at what was going on.
