He was sitting on her doorstep when she came home.

He looked up, his eyes tired and baggy, his smile weak. Hello, he greets.

What are you doing here? She asks, making her way over to him on the doorstep.

I came to see you.


He got me, too, Lizzie.

What do you mean he got Prussia? You were….

Don't say that.

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

She thinks about unlocking her door but sits on the stoop next to the albino instead.

The snow falling isn't enough to break the silence that settles between them.

It seems like just yesterday we were playing in the fields as kids, he muses.

I know.

I miss those times.

Me too, Gil.

It wasn't so complicated as it is now.

Things change from yesterday.

Is he going to make you live at his house?

Yes. I came to get my things. Are you?

Yeah. But I only have the clothes on my back.

Where are your things?

With Ludwig. In West Berlin.


The snow begins to fall rapidly during the next silence.



Are you…crying?

No! That's…that wouldn't be awesome.

You're crying, Gil.

Verdammnt, Elizaveta, wouldn't you? Wouldn't you cry if you suddenly didn't exist, if you could never see your brother again, if you had to leave everything behind? If everyone that cared about you was suddenly gone?

You exist, Gil, you're right here.

Her hand set itself on top of his pale one.

I care about you, Gilbert.

He turns to look at her. They smile watery smiles at each other. He suddenly wraps his arms around her and buries his face into her neck. His hidden tears are hot against her cold skin. She tenses, but does the same a moment later.

We're in this together, Gil.

Thank you, Lizzie.

A/N: This story was originally a one-shot series, but I decided to put them all into a single chapter-esque story since they really do create a timeline and fit together. I had the first three posted on here as one-shots, but they'll all be in here now. They'll all be written in this style; I wrote part three first, and then created the timeline from that. This series will almost all be about Prussia and Hungary's time under the Soviet regime. And yes, it will be fluffy. Because fluff is good for the soul.

Please tell me what you think! I'd really love some feedback! ^^