I NO OWN HETALIA! (if I did I would give Russia and Prussia more episodes..)
"Zomevone Pleaze rezcue zhe awezome me." Prussia mumbled under his breath. Prussia was under house arrest by Germany. Prussia wasn't allowed outside. Heck, he wasn't allowed anywhere else then the basement, if he was Germany kept an eye on him, but he still was not allowed outside. Prussia was kept in Germany's house every since, his land, well stopped being his land. Now Germany calls Prussia by his human name, Gilbert (but he mostly just said brother). Prussia has made a plan, to get out of the house. He decided to do the plan today. Usually Italy would call around 2-3 o' clock, calling for help. It was 2:38 pm so Italy would be calling soon...-phone rings-
"DOITSU! DOITSUU! HELPP ME! ENGLAND IS FEEDING ME A TERRIBLE ESCUSE HE CALLS FOOD! IT IS SOO BLAND AND DISGUSTING!" Italy yelled for help through the phone, so loud Prussia could hear it from across the house.
"You bloody git! My food is not disgusting or bland!" England scowled Italy. Then hung up the phone Germany came in the room Prussia was in. He placed the phone on the table outside of the room. He then picked up Gilbert and put him over his shoulder. This was part of Prussia's carefully thought out (and awezome) plan. He grabbed the phone on the way to the basement, luckily Germany didn't notice. Of course he had to use the phone; he can't just send letters asking for help, without Germany noticing. Gilbert would always fight back so Germany just threw him in the basement, and then locked the door.
"I will be right back bruder. Please do not try anything stupid..." Germany said before he left.
"Stupid West! Hmph! I can do vhat ever i vant!" Prussia complained, not that it really mattered. After getting over his anger he quickly dialed Spain's phone number.
"Hola, Germany!" Spain greeted.
"Spain! It iz me! Zhe Awezome Prussia!" Prussia yelled into the phone.
"Oh! Hola amigo! Where have you been? France and I been looking for you! We were worried about you, mi amigo!" Spain said.
"Ja, I miss you guyz too, I miss zhe Bad Touch Trio!"
"Si. Me too. So where have you been?" Spain asked.
"Vell, I am zorta locked in West's houze..." answered Prussia.
"Why?"
"I don't know! Nien! I don't want to be stuck in zhiz houze any longer! Pleaze zave me!" Prussia pleaded for help.
"Si! Me and France will be there to help you!"
"Danke! Pleaze hurry!" Prussia whined.
"Ok! Adiós!"
"Ja, Auf Wiedersehen!" They both said their good bye's and hung up.
"Kesesesesese! I vill finally be free! I'm hungry...Ja! Good thing I kept snacks down here!" Gilbert said to himself, as he got a bag of chips off one of the shelves he had to keep his diaries on.
"BRUDER!" Germany yelled, causing Prussia to jump. 'He found out!' Prussia started to panic.
HOORAY FOR CLIFFHANGERS! If the translations are wrong plz tell me…. and i will continue if i get reviews...