(https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12393921/1/Mister-Austria-s-Meeting-Days) (I hope that you like it! I really enjoyed writing it and finally found the time to post it online, so I hope that you do enjoy reading it!)
Feli had truly learned a lot from his mother figure and naturally had found a massive level of inspiration from her. It had started with a little help from Miss Hungary to reach the picture frames to draw mustaches on Austria's face. That was only the beginning from a while ago however. Feliciano grinned as they climbed the stairs with the smirks of mischievious warriors as they marched up to Austria's room. He found himself fighting back excited squeals as they dusted Austria's already clean room and snooped around for something more interesting than piano notes and carefully picked out picture frames. Miss Hungary was the one to find something interesting as she produced a letter written in almost neat scrawl and proceeded to read it aloud as if it were an important business manuscript. Feliciano wasn't the only one laughing at the love letter told in such a way as Hungary found herself laughing along with him. The love letter talked about some fight or another though it was clearly not written by Austria. Feli watched his mother figure though he knew that physically she wasn't much older than him at all. She grinned sneakily and led him out of the room with everything tucked back into its right corner. Hungary nudged her young ward outside to sweep off the sidewalk and porch though she really shouldn't have bothered with the idea of working as it was a nice warm day for this time of year with Autumn leaves just touching the ground while most were still falling, the air was cool though not cold, and a crisp wind was blowing itself along around them that encouraged the use of coats but did not demand it. So why would it be wrong to agree with the idea of Feli's to make leaf piles and dive into them, making sure to roll around in good fun and accidentally make a mess of things? Elizaveta couldn't resist teaching the kid beside her how to truly fight well. Play wrestling could be quite fun in leaf piles after all though rather messy in the easy way that dirt clung to maid dresses. She only slightly regretted their actions when Austria returned from a meeting with Spain and found both of them piled up on top of a leaf pile, covered head to toe in dirt and leaves. He demanded that they clean up right away. Hungary apologized without meaning and grinned at Feliciano as she carried him up the stairs. Maid dresses came off to be cleaned later and shortly after the youngest of the two was hoisted into the tub. Bath time just meant more fun really as Hungary joined him, two rubber ducks in hand, already waging a war against each other as Feliciano giggled at the tale of the Austrian duck fighting the Prussian one; it was told from a comically funny third person perspective. Neither duck won. Gilduck as Feli figured he was was 'too awesome' to win the battle while Ausduck was too distracted by his piano. Feliciano did not tell her that he knew who the ducks were as slowly they were forced to actually clean themselves off from their day of play as the water grew cold. He watched her pluck the leaves out of his hair and strode to do the same for her among their cold bath. Feliciano loved when Austria had meeting days as those were always the days that they could play before he came home to catch the two goofing off. He cuddled close, listening to the beat of his 'mother's' heart as he drifted off to sleep as she carefully carried him to bed to tuck him in. She was always willing to be the scapegoat for her 'son' as she left the room, having gotten dressed in a clean maid dress. Hopefully, she won't have to sit through another long speech from her husband that she wasn't sure she loved yet. Hungary tried to smile for him though she knew that his mood was often sour after visiting with Spain.
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(Anonymous) 2009-01-23 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)Mister Austria's Meeting Days (1/1)
(Anonymous) 2017-03-06 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)Feli had truly learned a lot from his mother figure and naturally had found a massive level of inspiration from her.
It had started with a little help from Miss Hungary to reach the picture frames to draw mustaches on Austria's face.
That was only the beginning from a while ago however.
Feliciano grinned as they climbed the stairs with the smirks of mischievious warriors as they marched up to Austria's room.
He found himself fighting back excited squeals as they dusted Austria's already clean room and snooped around for something more interesting than piano notes and carefully picked out picture frames.
Miss Hungary was the one to find something interesting as she produced a letter written in almost neat scrawl and proceeded to read it aloud as if it were an important business manuscript.
Feliciano wasn't the only one laughing at the love letter told in such a way as Hungary found herself laughing along with him.
The love letter talked about some fight or another though it was clearly not written by Austria.
Feli watched his mother figure though he knew that physically she wasn't much older than him at all.
She grinned sneakily and led him out of the room with everything tucked back into its right corner.
Hungary nudged her young ward outside to sweep off the sidewalk and porch though she really shouldn't have bothered with the idea of working as it was a nice warm day for this time of year with Autumn leaves just touching the ground while most were still falling, the air was cool though not cold, and a crisp wind was blowing itself along around them that encouraged the use of coats but did not demand it.
So why would it be wrong to agree with the idea of Feli's to make leaf piles and dive into them, making sure to roll around in good fun and accidentally make a mess of things?
Elizaveta couldn't resist teaching the kid beside her how to truly fight well.
Play wrestling could be quite fun in leaf piles after all though rather messy in the easy way that dirt clung to maid dresses.
She only slightly regretted their actions when Austria returned from a meeting with Spain and found both of them piled up on top of a leaf pile, covered head to toe in dirt and leaves.
He demanded that they clean up right away.
Hungary apologized without meaning and grinned at Feliciano as she carried him up the stairs.
Maid dresses came off to be cleaned later and shortly after the youngest of the two was hoisted into the tub.
Bath time just meant more fun really as Hungary joined him, two rubber ducks in hand, already waging a war against each other as Feliciano giggled at the tale of the Austrian duck fighting the Prussian one; it was told from a comically funny third person perspective.
Neither duck won.
Gilduck as Feli figured he was was 'too awesome' to win the battle while Ausduck was too distracted by his piano.
Feliciano did not tell her that he knew who the ducks were as slowly they were forced to actually clean themselves off from their day of play as the water grew cold.
He watched her pluck the leaves out of his hair and strode to do the same for her among their cold bath.
Feliciano loved when Austria had meeting days as those were always the days that they could play before he came home to catch the two goofing off.
He cuddled close, listening to the beat of his 'mother's' heart as he drifted off to sleep as she carefully carried him to bed to tuck him in.
She was always willing to be the scapegoat for her 'son' as she left the room, having gotten dressed in a clean maid dress.
Hopefully, she won't have to sit through another long speech from her husband that she wasn't sure she loved yet.
Hungary tried to smile for him though she knew that his mood was often sour after visiting with Spain.