Author's Note: Hello there!
I've have created a plan and put it in my bio for the posting schedules for those who are waiting and watching other stories of mine - so you can now just check my bio to know when the next update will be :)

I had some inspiration to write a story with Prussia and Gilbird and how they met.

So, I made this story :)

So, feel free to read this story!
Enjoy!
-TheMGMouse

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The clouds spin around, and the sun rises as pictures of the battle flew past Prussia's mind… he could hear someone, they were calling him…. He shot up, was in Germany? He leaped to his feet blinking hard as vertigo threatened to take over.

Curse this war it seemed to take a toll on both of them, but it would be over soon or at least that was what he'd been told.

He looked around him and realized he was in a forest, it was burnt down, and the smell of smoke was suffocating, he glanced around did he hear a sound? He took a few hesitate steps, perhaps it was his imagination after- no. That was a noise. A faint, Piyo, piyo.

There it was again, he turned around- Piyo, piyo.

maybe he wasn't imagining things, he looked around, squinting through the fog of ash, dust, and debris. He walked around following the sound until he found a fallen shield. He huffed, a talking shield?

This was too much, he must be delirious, water, he needed water not a talking shield. He began walking away when another Piyo! Caught his attention and the shield moved just slightly to reveal something underneath it?

Prussia bit his lip and tossed the shield aside to find a small brown bird that he'd never seen before. He frowned, this bird was cute.. maybe he needed water too…

"Do you want to come with me to find water?" He asked, the bird hopped up and down and before Prussia knew it, he was walking with the little bird in hand.

"Well, we're here." He said, plopping himself down by a small stream, he looked at his reflection and snorted, all the dirt in it made it look like he was a brunette.

He set the little bird down on the bank while he washed up. The little bird glanced at him before hopping in the water, it was nice, and he began splashing in the water unaware he was getting deeper and deeper, and before the little bird knew it he was being carried away!

Prussia chuckled as he watched the little bird splashing in the water and then raced after him as the little bird started floating away. He panicked and leaped into the water, chasing him down the stream.

"Well, that was fun." He said as he walked back soaking wet with a soaking wet bird in hand.

"Piyo…" the golden bird in his hand responded.

"It's a good thing that I took off my over clothes…" Prussia mumbled, happy to have something warm to change into, even if it was dirty, "hey, weren't you a different color?" He asked setting the bird on the bank.

"Piyo!" The bird responded as if to confirmed this and then looked at Prussia expectantly.

"Oh, I see. You got pretty dirty during the chaos too?" Prussia grinned, "Don't worry it happens to all of us. Brown isn't my natural color either." Prussia said flicking the last of the dirt from his hair.

He stood up, "Well, I better get going if I want to find the camp... You'll be alright on your own right?" He asked, even though he didn't want to leave the cute little bird.

"Piyo." The bird cheeped.

Prussia smiled, "Alright then, I'll see you around then. Take care of yourself until then." He said walking away, the bird was light as a feather, and he really didn't want him to get hurt. Still, it wasn't like he couldn't take him home with him now, could he?

He took one last look at the bird and found that he was gone, perhaps already flying home that was good, he really hoped he'd see him again, and he continued his search for the camp, bird on top of his head. . .