Christmas with Germany part 3

You walk out from the downstairs closet, Hungary's inch high heels clacking on the kitchen floor as You walk through the house to the living room. The luminescent (favorite color) sequins shimmer in the light, and you feel free in black, sparkly jeggings and (favorite color) heels you borrowed from Hungary. When Hungary sees you, she claps her hands together,"You look adorable!"

"You look, like, totally hot!"

"My big a' sister is so pretty, ve~"

You bow to everyone and smile gloriously. You couldn't wait to see Germany tomorrow, you were going to look fabulous!


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Germany raced around his house, cleaning. He swept, dusted, polished, folded, rearranged and reconstructed until he was sure everything was perfect. Downstairs, Germany's annoying older brother, Prussia, was playing loud music that pumped through the house, making everything vibrate.

"GILBIRT!" Germany yelled down the steps descending into the basement. No answer. Germany raced down the steps. "Dummkopf..." He muttered to himself.
Finally, Germany spotted the loudspeakers and unplugged them. This allowed other noises to flow, like a shower running. Germany sighed, went into the closet in Prussia's part of the house, and once he found the power box, shut off the water pump.

"was zum ficken... VEST!"

"I'M TRYING TO CLEAN FOR ZHE PARTY, NEIN MUSIC!"

"YOUR NOT AWESOME ANYMORE!"

"AS IF I CARE!"

Germany went back upstairs and checked on the cookies in the oven. Not ready quite yet...
Germany wondered what ______ was doing right now... Italy had told him that ______ was coming, and Germany was glad-but of course quite nervous. Germany didn't know how to confront people with his emotions-he rarely does, actually. Germany just hoped ______ would be here and that maybe it would start something between them...