Ok, so I know the few of you who actually READ and FOLLOW me are wondering, "When is the next Demigods of the World chapter coming out?" Well, I kinda lost the USB drive with the info on the plot and stuffs on it, so until I find it or remember what was gonna happen next, it's on a temporarily Hiatus (I think that's the word.) ANYWAYS! I was watching a couple "Ask-a-Nation" panels on Youtube, where basically the cosplayers of the various Hetalia countries are asked questions by the audience. In the latest one, the Prussia seemed to be Terrified of Russia. I was stupid and didn't understand why so I googled Russia and Germany relationship and figured out why. Berlin Wall incident. Basically Russia split Germany into 2, East and West Germany by the Berlin Wall, so Prussia and Germany didn't see each other again until after the Berlin Wall came down. This made me wonder: What if Russia tried to take Prussia again?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia, some people in Japan do.
Prussia
Prussia was relaxing on his couch in his basement-house. He had on a black T-Shirt, red scarf, and leather jeans. France and Spain were coming over soon so he wasn't wearing his usual military uniform. Gilbird was flying around his head. The bird seemed more jittery than usual.
"What's wrong Gilbird? Relax, France said he was bringing Pierre with him." Not even that made Gilbird calm down. Prussia sighed and got up.
"You must be thirsty, I'm sure West got some beer in the fridge upstairs." He walked upstairs to the fridge. Germany was upstairs, cleaning, so Prussia sneaked to the fridge. Germany would get really mad if he caught Prussia stealing his beer again. Prussia grinned as he opened the fridge and found a six-pack.
"Awesome!" He grabbed the container and started to head downstairs when the doorbell rang.
"I GOT IT WEST! IT'S FRANCE AND SPAIN!" He laughed as he heard Germany groan. But, when Prussia opened the door, it wasn't France or Spain.
"O-oh hey R-Russia." Prussia gulped as he saw the tall man.
"Hello comrade." Russia had on his usual creepy grin.
"West is upstairs, I c-can go get him…" Prussia slowly backed away. Before he could turn to run upstairs, Russia grabbed his arm. Prussia paled.
"No comrade, I didn't come to see Germany." Prussia turned. He saw the all-too-familiar purple aura surrounding the country.
"T-then why are you here…" Prussia fought the urge to cry. God he hated Russia.
"I missed you comrade." And there was the que. Prussia froze. Shit.
"WEST!WEST!" Prussia screamed, before being silenced by a cloth over his mouth.
"Shh, comrade. You come home now, da?" That was the last thing he heard before blacking out.
Germany
When Germany heard his brother, he sighed. Obviously France and Spain were up to their tricks. He heard the front door slam shut and opened his window.
"Bruder! If you aren't home by Midnight-" Germany froze midsentence as he saw a black car outside. A very familiar black car.
"Russia…." Germany dropped his cleaning supplies and ran downstairs. By the time he opened the door and rushed out, the only evidence left by the black car was a trail of dust. Germany swore.
"Prussia." Germany sprinted back inside and ran downstairs. Other than Gilbird fluttering around, freaking out, it was empty. He ran back upstairs and noticed the six-pack of beer laying by the door. Germany balled up his fist, then pulled out his cell phone.
"England? It's Germany. Emergency World Meeting, but don't tell Russia…"
At The World Meeting!
When the other countries walked into the conference hall, they were shocked to find Germany with his head in his arms, his shoulders bouncing up and down. He was crying. Italy walked over cautiously.
"Germany? Ve~ Is something wrong?" Germany looked up. Italy gave him his usual smile. The other countries quietly took their seats, even France and England were silent.
"Now Germany, obviously something is wrong, considering you held this emergency meeting. But I do want to know, why did we not tell Russia?" England asked. Germany went shook with anger at that.
"Because Russia IS the problem." The room broke into murmurs. The room was silenced when Hungary spoke up.
"Germany…. Where's Prussia?" Germany froze at this. Hungary stood up, paling.
"He didn't…." Austria apparently came to the same conclusion.
"Is there something we're missing? 'Cuz I'm really confused." America said, leaning back in his chair.
"Russia…. Kidnapped my bruder, Prussia." The countries all gaped at Germany as he said this. Italy wrapped the German in a big hug.
"Ve~ Well, we'll just have to get him back Germany!" Germany looked over in surprise at his friend.
"Dude that is not cool. But why would Russia want Prussia anyways?" America leaned forward, surprisingly serious.
"Isn't it obvious Alfred? Obviously Prussia did something that caused Russia to want him." England stated. France and Spain exchanged glances. Hungary caught them.
"France. Spain. Is there something you need to tell us?" All the countries turned to the other two Bad Touch Trio members, who fidgeted uncomfortably at the attention.
"Well, Prussia told us some things about the last time he was with Russia… during the Berlin Wall incident." Francis started. Germany stiffened at this.
"Most of this was not very good, in fact, very disturbing. But what could be the cause of this is the fact that Russia told him he was 'better than Latvia'." America stood up at this.
"Whoa. That is NOT good." France frowned at the interruption.
"Well, what do you know Amérique?" France challenged. America sighed and sat back down slowly. He fiddled with his fingers.
"Well, I've spent some time at Russia's…. during the Cold War." He shivered at the memory. England patted his back sympathetically (A/n: USUK! *shot*)
"Well, you know the Baltics? The poor guys who have to live with Russia as his servants constantly? He likes to mess with them. Mainly Latvia, since Latvia's still a kid and freaks out easier than Lithuania and Estonia do." All the countries were visibly uncomfortable with this conversation. Russia wasn't their favorite topic.
"So, what you're saying is… Prussia is more fun to TORTURE than Latvia, according to Russia?" Austria asked. America nodded.
"Why didn't bruder tell me this…." Germany murmured as he sat down slowly. Italy patted his back.
"Because you are his fratellino! He didn't want to worry you Potato-bastard! I know how he feels…" Romano scowled.
"He was actually pretty drunk when he told us… otherwise he probably would've kept it to himself forever." Spain mentioned. Germany sighed.
"Well, what are we going to do?" Hungary asked. Germany looked up.
"'We'?" Hungary smiled.
"Well, duh. Prussia may be annoying but he's one of my best friends. I'm not leaving him alone with that freak. And I doubt Austria will let me go by myself." Austria nodded and pushed up his glasses.
"Ve~ Russia scares me… but I'll go too!" Italy piped up. Germany turned in shock to his friend.
"Prussia is our Best Friend, so we'll come as well." France said and Spain nodded.
"Well, you need a guide and I know my way around the commie's house." America stood up.
"He's not a communist anymore aru. Anyways, I'll come too. If we run into Russia, I might be able to talk some sense into him aru." China stood up as well. Soon, the other countries were nodding and coming up with plans. Germany looked in awe around the conference hall. All this, just for him.
"Herzlichen Dank an alle" Germany murmured under his breath. Italy turned.
"What was that Germany?" Germany blushed.
"Nothing, now let's get down to business."
Russia's house
Prussia groaned. He had a major headache. He slowly opened his eyes, squinting against the light. Then, a shadow crossed his field of view. As his vision slowly cleared, he found Russia standing over him, inches away from his face.
"Holy Shit!" Prussia yelped and rolled away, right off the bed.
"Owww…." Prussia groaned and rubbed his head.
"That wasn't smart comrade, I was only seeing if you were awake." Russia pouted. Prussia turned and scowled at the other country.
"Yeah, well don't be right there when I wake up…. Wait. What. Where? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Prussia stood quickly, flinching with the burst of pain to his head. Russia smiled and laughed.
"I missed you comrade. Now we can keep playing games!" Prussia stiffened.
"Whoa whoa WHOA. Games? What you do are NOT games." Prussia slowly backed away until he was backed up to the wall. Russia smiled.
"But Games are fun, da?" Russia slowly walked towards the shaking albino.
"these ones are NOT fun dude." Prussia sunk down the wall, already knowing what his kidnapper was going to say.
"They are fun for me." Russia swung down his pipe, smiling as there was a sickening crunch and Prussia collapsed onto the ground. He didn't notice Lithuania peeking into the door. Lithuania quickly ran away before he was spotted and ran to the phone.
"Mr. America? It's Lithuania…"
Dun Dun DUUUNNN! Yea… Prussia gets into a LOT of trouble in my stories apparently. Please Review and tell me what you think!
Fratellino- Little brother-Italian
Bruder- brother-German
Amérique-America- French
Herzlichen Dank an alle-Thank You Everyone- German