A challenge. Of oneshots.

Collection of short Prussia and Hungary stories. From happy fluff, to depressing moments, humor and love, and everything in between. Possible smut

Poem about how Prussia is not needed by Germany. How Germany never called him East, and how Prussia always helped his brother, even if it hurt him

Three parts long, different stages from Prussia's and Germany's lives. Just brotherly stuff. One part is little Ludwig and Big brother Prussia, one is from WWII and one is Berlin Wall

Poem about Prussia and the Berlin Wall and his death

"Gather around!" Massie called out to her three children. The youngest, a little girl about five years old, smiled and sat on her mother's lap. "Are you gonna tell us another story?" she asked, jumping on her mother's lap. England picked up the little girl and spun her around. "Noooo~! It's time for you to go to bed, love~" he told the squealing girl. The two boys sat next to their mom, too proud to admit they were excited to hear the story. "Tell us the story already," the grouchiest one muttered, crossing his arms. Arthur led the girl to bed and came back out to his wife, smiling. "Telling them about how we met?" he asked with a chuckle. Massachusetts nodded. "Well, kiddos, it all began on a cool February night..."