The Austrian sighed, fixing his cravat whilst waiting at the door of the meeting room, himself wearing a full cat outfit and his typical clothes. The Author- a teenage woman preferably Asian, with dark-brown hair that reaches her shoulders, hazel-brown orbs and wearing a blue n' white coloured oversized hoody, dark blue pants and black sneakers, smilling from-ear-to-ear.
Ich dont like zhis... At all...
What~? You 'chickened' out~?
V-vhat?! Nein!!!
Oh~? Where's Prussia and his author?
Ich have no idea.... Hmph! Vhy dont jou ask zhat idiot?
The sass... Did Gilbert put more salt in your tea?
Fick dich *mutters*
Nah~ I dont swing that way, Roddy~ Why don't you let Pruβen do that~?
*hisses* let's get zhis done und over vith.. Ich vant mein tea!
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ZhePrussia (So? Whatdya' think, Gilbert? Is this to your liking? You can continue the part two for your grand entrance XD)
YOU ARE READING
Dare for Austria
FanfictionCollab: with @Zhe Awesome Jou are evil! (Danke, Roderich~) Hmph! *childishly pouts* (Gilbert~ The cat is pouting~ He needs a salty tea XD)
