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You were sitting on your couch, waiting for your father to come down from the attic. It was Christmas time, and Germany was fetching the decorations from the attic in the laundry room. Oh, he wasn't doing this alone; Prussia was helping him, of course.


All the sudden, there was a loud THUNK!, followed by an equally as loud, "Verdammt!"


"Kesesese! You hit your head again, didn't you, West?"


"Shut up, Prussia."


You giggled quietly from your spot on the couch, but apparently loud enough for your father and your uncle to hear, for Prussia's head appeared from around the corner. He was still smiling, but his grin turned into a smirk as he looked over at the ladder and exclaimed, "See? Even little (f/n) thinks it's funny!"


You could have sworn that you heard Germany mutter, "Traitor."


Prussia's eyes widened as a string of garland was hurled at his head. Unfortunately, he didn't move out of the way fast enough, and he was knocked onto his rear by the force of the throw. He stood up, glared at Germany and walked over to you, still having the garland wrapped around his neck. You had fallen off of the couch from laughing.


"Oh, you think that this is funny?"


You continued to giggle joyfully before being picked up by Prussia and balanced on his hip. You smiled up at him, and it wasn't long before an equally as happy grin settled on his lips.


"Ja, I guess it was pretty funny," he said, grabbing the end of the garland and lightly tickling your stomach with it. You attempted to wriggle out of his grip, but he wasn't having that. He held on to you tighter, abandoning the garland to tickle you with his fingers. You were howling with laughter, and Prussia had a wide smile on his face, his eyes sparkling. After a few more seconds, he put you down again. You collapsed onto the couch, still recovering from the tickle attack.


During that time, Germany had pulled out all the boxes and was putting the ladder away in the garage. He paused in the doorway to the living room, watching you and Prussia lay on the couch, watching a Christmas movie.


"Are you ready to put up the decorations?"


Prussia and you both jumped up, forgetting the movie in a second. You were nodding rapidly, a completely serious expression on your face. Prussia ran forward, scooping up the garland that had previously been chucked at his face and bolting outside to loop it around the railings on your porch.


"What are we gonna do, daddy?"


"Um… why don't you put up the stockings while I set up the tree? When I'm done, we'll get Uncle Prussia and put the ornaments on it," Germany said, sneezing afterwards because of the dust that the attic accumulated during the months when it remained untouched.


"Okay!"


And so the three of you went to work decorating the house, stringing garland, putting up lights outside, hanging up stockings, and finally decorating the tree with ornaments and candy canes. You were all now resting tiredly on the couch, watching Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. You were gasping cutely whenever something remotely surprising happened, and pouting whenever the other reindeer wouldn't accept Rudolph because of his nose.


When the movie ended, you all went outside to see the Christmas lights, because it was finally dark enough. You were standing next to your father as Prussia was up on the porch plugging in the lights. The lights turned on, blazing white on the trees, roof, and bushes. The three of you smiled.


"Merry Christmas."


"Frohe Weihnachten."


"Keseseseses! Merry Christmas, guys!"
In honor of my family finally getting up and getting our decorations from the attic earlier today. I apologize for the shortness, but I only took, like, twenty minutes to write this.

The beginning was inspired by real-life events. If you're interested, you can go read about it in my journal.

:iconleakittychan: wanted a fic with either Papa!Germany or Papa!Prussia, so I added a bit of both.

Hetalia is not mine.
Neihter are Germany or Prussia.
Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer belongs to... whoever made the movie.
I don't own you.
But I DO own the story.
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Mochi-and-2P-Rose Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Cute and funny!
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Resistance33 Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2014
Thank you!
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Mochi-and-2P-Rose Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Your welcome
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silvazerock Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW ON A PAIR OF BROKEN SKIIS OVER HILLS WE GO CRASHING INTO TREES THE SNOW IS TURNING RED I THINK I'M ALMOST DEAD I WAKE UP IN THE HOSPITAL WITH STITCHES IN MY HEAD
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Resistance33 Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2014
That sounds like every attempt that I've made at skiing.
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silvazerock Featured By Owner Feb 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha I've never skiied so I don't know how it is
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Theanimeangel Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013
SO KAWAII!!!!!! *dies of cuteness overload* nosebleed 
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Resistance33 Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2013
Aha~ Thank you!
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SpikeyMacksy Featured By Owner Dec 2, 2013
I was in a bad mood cause i got hit on the head. My friend said, You deserve it! (She got hit in the back of the head with a heavy book) She was laughing and saying it was funny, i said f off it isn't.
I heard my dog laughing, (well close to it)
My friend said Look he's laughing!
I yelled Traitor.
God was my dog mad. he didn't sleep with me for a week.
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Resistance33 Featured By Owner Dec 2, 2013
XD
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