Prussia sat on the couch, reading a stack of boring magazines he had found at Austria's house, where he was currently visiting. Austria was out doing something, and Prussia was taking this chance to take a break from Austria's hectic schedule. A door opened from the front of the house and a voice called out, "Prussia! Are you still here?" It was Austria. And Prussia felt like messing with him. He quickly hid himself behind the couch. Footsteps came into the living room, and he heard Austria say, "Hmm…guess he left." Prussia listening as Austria sat down on the couch. Here's my chance.
Leaping up, Prussia grabbed Austria's shoulders, making his friend let out a screech. The troublemaker started laughing but abruptly stopped when he saw what was in Austria's hands. It was a magazine. Not one of the ones he had found earlier around the house with the instruments. No, this was a magazine that Austria would've never let him see, and that he never thought Austria would ever own. From once quick glance before Austria hid it behind his back, Prussia saw a naked girl bound-up, red marks spread out across her body. I'd expect something like this from West, but him…? He's an uptight prick most of the time.
"What the hell is that?" Prussia asked, reaching behind Austria and grabbing the magazine.
"Nothing! Now give it back!" Austria demanded as Prussia started flipping through it.
There were all kinds of things in that magazine. Not just bound-up girls. Prussia couldn't believe his eyes. Maybe he grabbed the wrong magazine. But from the embarrassed scowl on Austria's face, it was apparent he had done no such thing. Now I'm going to make this bastard pay. "So, it seems like Austria has a little fetish," he said, rolling up magazine and hitting Austria's head with it.
"Shut up, you little shit!" Austria shouted. "You better not speak a word of this."
"Oh, I'm going to say something! Wait until France and Spain hear about this; everyone'll know by the end of the week!"
Austria stood up so he was face-to-face with Prussia. The magazine still in hand, Prussia was grinning like an idiot and imagining what people would say. "You bastard; you better forget you ever saw that!"
"Or what?" Prussia asked, smirking. "Are you going to tie me up?"
"Now that you say it, that sounds like an excellent idea."