Random shiße I have brought into this sad world

The Beginning of an Unexpected Friendship (oneshot)

Feel free to skip. I hope you dont but hey, I cant control what you do.

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Austria-Hungary wished he could see.

Well, no. That wasn't entirely true. Being blind did have it's perks. For one thing, he didn't need to partake in the physical activities of combat, nor was it necessary for him to read or write. Best of all the Central European didn't have to view the surly hideous faces of all the other narcissistic nations. A win in his book.

But right now, as he wandered through the unfamiliar passageways of Prussia's castle, no doubt lost, sight would be quite welcome.

His parents, Austrian and Hungarian empires, had brought their son to one of the many meetings they had with his uncle, and of course none of them noticed the sightless child wander away from the fireplace, out the open door, and into the now seemingly endless maze of hallways. Typical. Nobody ever took much notice to the quiet boy, even when they were not in the thick of an argument. It was just something he had gotten used to over the years.

This wall feels familiar. Am I going in circles?

Austro stopped again, one hand on the wall, and tried to feel for something, anything his mind might recognize. But much like the time before, and before that, and every other time he had stopped to run his hands along the carved stone bricks, nothing felt the same. A soft sigh escaped escaped his lips and he once again started moving forward. Why did he not just stay put? It would have been easier for everyone had he decided to sit next to the hearth, and deal with the angry shouts of Prussia and his mother. Trying to find his way through a five story castle, in an unfamiliar kingdom was one of the last things the boy ever wanted to do, yet here he was doing exactly that.

A sharp clang interrupted his thoughts and he stumbled backwards, internally panicking at the thought of running into a Prussian guard.

"S-sorry! I didn't mean- mean to hit you. I... I..." He swallowed the rest of the sentence, awaiting a response from the guard, but strangely enough none followed.
"I... you... S-s-sorry?"
Still no sound, or any movement to be detected. Strange. That would most likely entale that this was-

Wait a minute.

He edged forward, both hands now outstretched, and brushed up against the cold metal of armour. Still the knight did not move, and it dawned on him that this 'person' was nothing more than an empty shell of metal. An armour stand.

"Oh' you're not alive... you are... not... alive..."

A wave of embarrassment crashed down upon him and he physically slumped, before leaning right up against the wall. This was not the first time he had mistaken a suit of armour for an actual guard, but it was the first time he had done so in someone else's abode. Oh the shame. Thank the heavens that nobody saw him.

Austria pushed himself away from the wall and carefully made his way around the obstruction. Surely he had to be close to the meeting room. Over an hour and a half had he been walking, and in that time he had not been in the same place twice, not had he found anybody to help him. How big was this thing?

The smooth stone bricks he had been trailing suddenly dissapeared and he lurched to the side, ramming straight into the edge of a railing. Austria yelped slightly and grabbed onto the top before he could fall.

Why would anyone just end a wall without some sort of indication of doing so? You could get hurt.

. . .

Correction. I could get hurt.

Austria reached out over the barrier and found himself grasping thin air. A balcony? Yes, that's what this appeared to be. That would mean there was quite possibly a staircase somewbere nearby.