I was dressed in my good clothes and had brushed and combed my hair to be awesome. Because I was awesome. I was bored because I had no one to mess with. I was not invited to this meeting. The reason why beats me. Every meeting that hopes to be successful must have me. Now what was worse was that North Italy, South Italy, Japan, and Germany were invited and not me. I mean for Gott's sake, Romano was in this meeting!
I was at the door and could hear shouting going on. See? What did I tell you? Without me, this meeting was falling apart. I opened the doors and snuck in. Germany would freak if I just walked in. I saw them fighting France and even yelled at China for offering food. This is my chance to shine! I snuck under the table and smirked as I poked my head out from under the table. No one had noticed and I could see Ludwig getting furious. I would calm the atmosphere.
I jumped into the center and just as Germany began to yell, I started dancing. I tapped my foot on the floor to start the beat. I had their attention! I would have to do this fast before they could react!
"When I walk on by, girls be looking like damn he awesome. I pimp to the beat, walking on the street, yeah, this is how I roll, animal print, pants out control, Girl look at my body, Girl look at my body, I work out, Girl look at my body, Girl look at my body." I took off my jacket. Show my awesome self to them! Some of them were beginning to blink and come back to themselves. "I walk in the spot, this is what I see: Everybody stops and staring at me. I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it!" I took off my shirt, shocking them even further. "I'm awesome and I know it, I'm awesome and you know it! This is how I roll, come on ladies it's time to go!" Here comes the best part! My five meters! I yanked my pants down, still singing! "We headed to the bar, baby don't be nervous! No shoes, no shirt, and I still get serviced! Girl look at my body, Girl look at my body, I work out, Girl look at my body, Girl look at my body! I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it!" Germany was now beginning to react, time to hurry it up! "I'm awesome and I know it, I'm awesome and you know it!" I pulled down my trousers, still singing! I'm awesome! "Check it out!" I began to wiggle quickly. Germany was getting up! "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm awesome and we know it!" I quickly pulled up my trousers and my pants to run since Germany was in the middle of the table too and was walking toward me. "I'm awesome and we know it!" I got under the table and tried to escape but he grabbed my leg and pulled me back out.
"What the hölle was that Preußen?!"
"Me being awesome! No one can handle my awesomeness!"
"That was totally uncalled for." Austria said, as if we cared about his opinion.
"Why? Cause you know you're not as awesome as me?" I called back, smirking.
England understood Germany's plight since he had to deal with America all the time. Prussia had been testing Germany all day since this morning. He had fought with Romano, threatened to beat someone with his awesomeness, and had almost started a fight with both America and England. Germany had drove him back to the hotel and ordered him to stay there. Germany delivered a firm swat to Prussia's bottom.
I yelped, reaching behind me. "My awesomeness is too much for you! You can't do zhat!" I struggled to get out of my kleiner bruder's grasp. Of course, Prussia was kind of used to this type of thing now. It had, after all, started back in World War I. When Ludwig first got Honda, Feliciano, Romano, and Gilbert together.
Ludwig dragged me to the door. "Excuse us a minute, we vill be back." Ludwig dragged me out after they agreed. He dragged me to a room that I remember hearing America get it from England a few times. To be honest, I almost liked America. He almost reminded me of myself. But that wouldn't stop me from making... fun of him? I had been laid across a desk. I could hear his belt coming out of his belt loops. I stood even though I knew better than to leave.
"Luddy, wait!"
"What was zhat?" He was talking about what I did in the conference room.
"I wanted to stop zhe fighting bruder. I'll do all zhe chores in zhe house, all you have to do is promise not to smack me." I enticed him. He shook his head and forced me back down on my chest. I was reminded of how some of my knights would do this. Not long after I grew faster and before I knew it I was very big. Eventually I had gathered all my Germans together and created Ludwig. The first time I saw Ludwig, he had been very tiny, especially compared to my size. I kept him close for a very long time and had eventually conquered land for him and he began to grow. Soon he was taller than me! ...I don't know how that happened...
I was brought back to the present when I felt Luddy's hand placed on my back. "You know bribing does not work on me Gilbert Beilschmidt." I fidgeted but staid in place. "Do you have anything to say about zhat ridiculous behavior zhat you performed in zhe conference room? How you got here and why you disobeyed me?" I gulped, I'd forgotten how scary Luddy could be when he was angry. One of the reasons I wasn't afraid of Russia. The other reason I wasn't afraid of Russia was that I was more awesome than he was.
"Well, bruder, for one, I am zhe großer bruder and zhus should not be in zhis position! Secondly, as for zhe reason I 'disobeyed', I got bored. Thirdly, how zhe awesome Prussia got here, I got a taxi. Fourthly, that 'ridiculous behavior' was me being awesome! I am awesome!" I shouted the last part. I paid close attention to the pattern in the wood, swirls and zigzags, waiting for his reply. The 'I was bored' thing was not gonna cut it with Germany.
"You disobeyed because… you were bored?!" I told you. He began to swat me with his belt. ("OW! OWCH! Luddy! Stop!") "Zhe reason I do not care zhat you are indeed zhe older one here is because if I do not take you in hand zhen you will end up starting wars vith England and America. I almost lost you once after zhe Vorld Var Two! I do not want to lose you again. We were very lucky zhat zhey decided to let you become a country again!" I felt his hand go under me and begin undoing my own belt and jeans. I struggled.
"Ludwig, please don't! I'm sorry! Let me up!" I tried everything I could think of to get away from him but it was useless. The man could freaking break a metal spoon just by squeezing it in one hand! There was no hope and also… it bloody fucking hurt like a bitch for zhat same reason.
"Stop vith zhe struggling Gilbert Beilschmidt!" I gulped and stopped. He swung a particularly nasty swat at my thigh with the belt. I yelped. I gripped the desk with my hands, determined not to reach behind me. He undid my belt, pulled it out of the loops, and dropped it. He pulled down my jeans next. He began spanking me again. "You cannot disobey orders just because you are bored! You obey orders when out on zhe battlefield. Why when not on zhe battlefield? All I asked you to do was to stay at the hotel!" True. Too true. It made this situation worse!
"YOWW! Ludwig! Not so hard okay?! It's just as I said, I was bored! I decided to come see you guys." He smacked me harder for that.
"Zhat does not make this any better! Zhis meeting was only going to be two hours! Can you not even wait zhat long? Also I never vant to see you do zhat again! No one wants to be forced to see zhat! Pulling your trousers down was over zhe line bruder!" The pain was beginning to make my breath hitch as I tried hard not to sob. "If I let you stay, will you behave yourself?"
"Ja! I will! I promise! Just please stop!" He delivered a few more swats and tears welled in my eyes. However, he wasn't done. He put a firmer hold down on my back as I tried to stand. "Luddy?"
"If I let you up zhen you will not start fights vith America?"
"I promised, didn't I? I promise that I will not start a fight vith America today." He gave me a few more swats. I bit my lip to be quiet. He gave me an extra hard smack for the sass. He preferred when we were both being respectful to each other.
"If I let you up zhen you will not start fights vith Romano or England?"
"I promise I will not start a fight vith England or Romano today or here." He delivered a last few swats and I clenched my eyes closed.
"Finally you will not start any fights vith Austria." Austria? Oh come on! That's one of my favourite things to do! Besides for being awesome.
"I will try not to. You ask too much Luddy! That bastard is too high strung and gets on my nerves." He swatted me extra hard on my thighs and I yelped, letting out a sob. I tried all the more harder not to cry.
"It is vell worth it if it vill keep zhem from trying to tear you apart!" I felt guilt pricking at my spine. I could easily remember those days with the Berlin wall. It was horrible and I would have done anything to keep from being apart from Germany. That was the day I know I proved that I would protect Germany at all costs. "Is asking you not to start fights vith Austria asking too much for zhat mein bruder?" I shook my head, letting out another sob followed by another and I just started sobbing. World, say hello to my awesome tears.
"No, mein bruder. I'm sorry. Es tut mir Leid." He pulled my trousers and jeans back up and pulled me into his arms. He hugged me tightly as he sat down on a sofa, pulling me close to him. I yelped at the pain but I put my head on his shoulder and hugged him back. We sat there for a few minutes before I calmed down. I kissed his cheek and he blushed. I smiled at him. Sneak attack kisses always get him. After the Berlin wall incident we became more affectionate than we already had been. He kissed my right cheek before leading me back to the conference room. When we got there I saw another chair had been placed.
"I hope you don't mind Germany but we took the liberty of adding another chair just in case." America said, giving me a sympathetic look. I smiled back at him and went to go take my seat. Germany stood next to his seat before they began the meeting again. Honda, Romano, and Feliciano gave me a sympathetic look as well. I smirked back to tell them I was fine, even if I knew my backside would hurt for a while. Like I said, the belt hurt like a bitch.