"Hey Ivan!" I yelled out to the Russian, sitting at the bar downing a vodka.
"Oh. Hello Gilbert. what are you doing here?" He cocked his head to the side with a look of questioning and confusion on his face.
"Ze Awesome Gilbert came to get an Awesome Drink for his Awesome Self." I smiled. "Would you like me to buy you another vodka? It's not as Awesome as what I drink but i'll still get one for you." I sat beside Ivan. I knew he was demonic and sadistic down in the center of his brain but I was still more Awesome! If he tried anything I could use my Awesomeness against him and he would have no choice but not to rape or torture me because I was THAT Awesome!
"I suppose. But I do have to get going soon. Sleep awaits and so do my dreams of who would be my 'Pets'." he smiled. I saw a sadistic look in his eys and I gulped.
My hands were a little shakey because when he said pets, he seem to be eying me. A shiver went down my spine and I suddenly felt about two inches tall as I looked at him. "Oh... Well um..." I trailed off. Perhaps I should try to change the subject before I got too interested in finding out who his other pets may be. though I have no doubt some of the shier Nations like Matthew had become his pet before. Obviously forcefully. "Bartender! A beer und vodka please!" I haden't even noticed it was Francis working the bar tonight.
Francis glared. "You know mon nom is not 'Bartender', Gilbert. At least show a bit of respect for somebody you had worked with in ze past." He huffed and got our drinks. "And perheps next time you could try some of ze French wine?" He handed us our drinks.
I chugged my beer and Ivan had taken a sip of his drink. Out of nowhere I started to feel a little dizzy. This wasn't normal... Usually I could hold my beer but something was off about this one. I felt like I was going to pass out. Then I saw why. Francis shook Ivan's hand. The Russian handed the Frenchman some money. And Ivan had said thank you after. I was too in shock of realization (and was dizzy from the pill) to move. Francis had slipped something in my drink and Ivan had asked him to. Then the world went black.
a/n: I'm not gonna make this more than 3 chapters. But seriously, Prussia. ALWAYS WATCH THE BARTENDER. You never know when Ivan is gonna drug you. My hands where shaking like the whole time i was writing this... Ivan is getting to me...