Just a cute little fic I wrote last night. Short, but sweet! Btw, I cannot write accents, so sorry in advance.


"Prussiaaaaaaa!" A ten year old wailed as he ran into the house, clutching his hand tightly to his chest. "Big Bruderrrrr!"

"West, I'm coming!" Prussia shouted as he ran down the stairs at hearing his brothers cries. "Ah, West, vhat did you do?"

Germany looked down, biting his lip like he was almost afraid to tell. "I... I got into a fight... With za cat."

Prussia smiled and contained his laughter, as it would not do good to make his brother feel worse. He hugged his brother tightly and smiled and closed his eyes as he felt Germany cling onto him.

"We shall show that cat who is boss, yes? You're too awesome for zat cat!"

Germany laughed into his brothers shirt but didn't let go as he shook his head. "We cannot hurt it, Bruder." He mumbled.

"Of course." Prussia said, fondly.

Nothing more was really said after that. They both knew it was an excuse for Germany to hug him. Germany loved hugs, he just wouldn't admit it or ask for them.