# The 20 Conquests of Fem!Prussia-Prologue #

Welcome to my third ongoing story at the moment. I felt like writing something silly, and cute, and I just really want people's opinions on this. /Where should Julchen go?/ Also, the genders of the characters are on a whim or request. The only lineup I have so far is house one: Male!Germany and Fem! . Anything more is up to you guys!

Please...#desperate

Short prologue is short.

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PROLOGUE-UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

A maid outfit? Was that it?

"This is a brilliant idea!"

Julchen snickered at the American's excitement as she lifted up the ruffled skirt, unwittingly revealing her white lace panties to the man in the room. This idea was an awesome plan, even if she was taking the challenge from an idiot who was supposed to be a world superpower. When she realised that she had flashed him she inwardly shrugged. It wasn't like he really gave a shit anyway. Chances were he was gay like everyone else, after all. Alfred grinned at her. "See? I knew it'd fit. Is it comfy, bro?" She was a girl, not a bro, but whatever. "Ja! It is!" She replied, still laughing. The blonde man leaned back on his chair, smiling brightly.

"Ooh, let's set the conditions!"

"Ja!"

Julchen plopped down across from him, reaching for the bottle of beer on the coffee table, the look on her face similar to that of a kid who had been given the challenge to catch every last pokemon and become the master. She was nearly bouncing in her seat, a strange light in her blood red eyes. Or maybe that was just the alcohol. But it wasn't like she was drunk, and a dare was a dare, and she expected it to be lots of awesome fun. Alfred grinned at her, almost as excited as she was.

"Okay, so the dare is...you have to get at least twenty countries' phone numbers."

"Too easy!"

"And you can't just get easy ones, either."

"Unawesome. What's easy?"

"You have to get some shy ones, too. And ones you don't know that well. Not just countries like France, mkay?"

"There are twenty countries like France?"

"God, I hope not."

"Ja, I agree. Conditions?"

"And you need to keep them all safe until you finish."

"Fine."

"Give me your phone, too. You could cheat with that."

She slid the silver piece of technology across the surface of the table, her laugh filling the air once more as Alfred fumbled drunkenly to catch it, nearly sending it sailing off to the floor. You'd think men could hold their liquor, but no, this one was nearly as bad(but not quite, no one was that terrible) with alcohol as his so-called father. He slid it in his shirt pocket and chucked a notepad and dark green pen at the Prussian woman, who caught it without any trouble. She looked down at it and then back up at him mildly.

"Ja, okay."

"I'll stay here, and be a hero while you're gone!" Alfred added. Julchen winked at him, a smirk spreading across the albino girl's face as she pulled a page out of the notepad and threw it at him. It stuck to his forehead comically and he laughed before pulling it off. "For taking this on, Jul, here's your first number," he consented as he pulled out another pen and scribbled down his number. She grinned as he flicked the paper back over the desk and stood, picking up the paper and folding it messily, sticking it down her bra and picking up her sword.

"Good luck, ma'am, and may America be with you!"

She snorted and waved to him lightly. Now to plan. She pulled out a world map as she trotted down the street, ignoring the looks she was getting from passersby at her skimpy maid outfit and giant sword. So many opportunities...but she would have to pick out the easiest ones first before she moved on to the challenges. A grin spread across her face, a downright evil smirk as she thought of the single hardest and yet easiest number to obtain. This would be the kickstart to her awesome adventure to steal vital regions.

She was going home to Germany to visit her bruder.

And she would get his number.

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PROGRESS

1/20

VICTIMS SO FAR;

UNITED STATES OF AMERICA