Hey guys! This is my new fanfic Memory Lane. The main focus is the history of Prussia and how he and his king became a once great nation. Sorry for the short introduction but I will be updating VERY soon. R&R plz x

DarkSideOfTheLight (DSOTL)

Prussia groaned, pouting as his younger brother delivered the news. The News. "But West! I don't want to go through the album!" He whined, like a child who wasn't allowed his toys.

"Don't be such a child, brudder." Germany sighed, dismissing his brother's whining with a wave of his hand. "It's not like I ask you to do this every century."

"No, you ask me every two centuries." Prussia growled, kicking the wall in a toddler's tantrum. "I don't want to! I wont do it! I wont!"

"What if I gave you a euro?"

"No."

"Two euro's?"

"No."

"What if I let you run a meeting?"

"No."

"What if I let you run two meetings?"

"No."

"What if I called you awesome?"

"No."

"What if I let you run the house?"

"No."

"What if I let you claim Austria?"

"HEY!" Austria yelped, being the only other person in the room.

"Tempting, but no. I could do that anyways."

"What if I bought you a beer?"

"no-wait...WHAT?!"

"A beer it is!" Germany laughed, victorious.

"Make it a dozen and it's a deal." Prussia countered, smirking slightly.

Germany nodded, ruffling the Prussian's wintery hair with a chuckle. "I'll be back in a few hours, Italy wanted me to do something for him."

Prussia sighed, stroking the album full of memories in his lap. He opened it and allowed his crimson eyes to stare at the first few pictures. He smiled, "Ah, good times..." He murmured, stroking a picture of him and his younger brudder with a beer in each hand. He flicked through many more pictures, smiling softly as he remembered the good old days as a nation.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A few hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"oh!" Prussia gulped, staring at multiple pictures of himself as a child. He was standing beside an older man, whose hand resting upon his shoulder. He looked happy, an emotion he hadn't felt in many years. "Old Fritz..." Prussia murmured, feeling sorrow consume him. "It's been many years...old friend." He leant back in his seat, staring at the many pictures. The one of him as a child remaining in his sight. He felt his eyes grow weary and full of tears. "Oh, how fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes, yet i refuse to see any truth in your lies." He let his eyes to close, and allowed himself to journey through the realm of sleep to where his heart wanted to be, with his king.

Well, how was that for a first chapter? I hope you guys enjoy reading! Keep checking back for the next few chapters!

Thanks for reading guys!

DarkSideOfTheLight (DSOTL)