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Cross-posted from Hetachallenge

Title: Let’s Go For A Ride
Fandom: Hetalia
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Nonno Roma, Germania, Ancient Greece
Genres: romance
Warnings: none
Word Count:500
Bonus Words: Duck, Soap, King, Parade
Summary: Roma asks Germania if he wants to go riding…
Author’s note: Thanks to Kat & Jen for looking this over for me.
Author’s notes 2: Pan is the goat-like god of the wild, shepherds & flocks & Silvanus is a god of the woods & fields. Pan is Greek; Silvanus is Roman.

For Kat…

“Hey, Germania!” Roma called out from astride his horse.

Germania looked up and groaned softly. If it isn’t the King of Fools again… “What do you want?” He went back to sharpening his sword.

“I was wondering if you want to ride me…” Roma grinned as he leaned over his war stallion’s neck.

Germania opened his mouth to say something but closed it. Looking up at the idiot, he hoped that feigning ignorance over what he had said would make him give up and go away. Then again, they both knew his Latin was improving. Sighing softly, Germania decided to give into the inevitable as he set his sword and whetstone aside. “No, I don’t feel like riding you or your horse,” he said as he folded his arms across his chest.

“Okay…” Rome thought for a minute, giving Germania a welcome bit of peace. “Wanna go ride Greece instead?”

What the hell is the matter with you…? Do I look like I want to go ride a woman… Oh… Germania blinked. “Okay,” Germania said, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards in a brief smile. Picking up his sword, he lightly ran his thumb over the edge of the blade, testing the sharpness. “When do we leave?” Greece was fun in his humble opinion as she knew how to temper Roma’s stupidity, had a wit that was as sharp and dry as Germania’s own, not to mention very good in bed. The seemingly endless supply of food and wine, and the lady’s beauty were a bonus.


“Okay.” Germania stood and sheathed his sword. The whetstone he put in the leather pouch that hung at his waist. Ducking his head to avoid a low hanging branch, he emerged from the shade of the tree, he was sitting under. Walking over to his horse, he mounted him and rode over to where his friend waited for him. “Lead the way.”

The two rode over hill and dale, and across a wide plain, before they reached their destination. Greece greeted them with a shower of compliments, praising their good looks, even if she wrinkled her nose up every time one of them got too close.

“Is something wrong, milady?” Germania asked as a parade of servants plied them with food and drink.

Roma looked over at her expectantly and Greece sighed.

“Well, to be honest, boys, you two smell like a couple of old billy goats.” She giggled and patted Roma’s knee. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say Pan and Silvanus came to visit me.”

“Maybe he has!” Roma said.

Greece giggled. “I know! Let’s take some of my fragrant soaps and bathe, and afterwards we can frolic like nymphs!”

Germania found himself agreeing and likewise Roma, as the image of a wet and naked Greece was a delicious one. That was how they all ended up longing beside her bathing pool, naked and for the moment sated, which was not a bad way to pass the time…


( 2 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 26th, 2014 06:34 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Kira!
Apr. 26th, 2014 07:39 pm (UTC)
You're welcome, Kat! :D
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