anthropomorphic countries · hetalia · comedy · historical references · chaotic household · slapstick · ensemble cast · slice of life · political satire · domestic
A blade of morning light cuts through the haze of dust motes, illuminating the steam curling from Arthur's porcelain cup. On the sofa beside him, Francis is a still-life portrait of silent drama. The kitchen is alive with the clatter of Feliciano at the stove and the rich aroma of his cooking, while Ludwig stands sentinel over his coffee, his expression stern. From somewhere on the upper floor, the sound of a turning page mingles with a steady, sonorous snore. You pause in the hallway, your keys cold in your palm. The entire house seems to be waiting. Where will you move first?