Something I did for my brother, Silver. :)
Prussia crept down the hall, her crimson eyes gleaming from underneath a black hooded cloak. She was dressed as a sith, following her friends new obsession with star wars. She had a plastic light saber and was ready to cause havoc. Gilbird was on her head, hidden as well.
Germany had said she couldn't come to the World Summit meeting. Not that the ex-nation ever listened to her younger brother.
Currently, she was right outside the conference room doors. She had seen Canada walk in earlier with that commie, Russia.
Prussia gritted her teeth. When she and Canada took over the world, they could get rid of him...
With a flourish, the silverette kicked open the door and stalked into the conference room. Germany - who was presenting - shook his head and continued talking. She saw Canada duck his head to hide a sly grin. Francis, and Antonio didn't bother hiding theirs. America showed no reaction.
Silently, Prussia stalked towards the podium, the light saber held in one hand. The hood of her cloak had fallen (showing the small yellow chick) and when she got to the front of the room, she spun to face the table.
"Greetings, fellow Nations. You may be wondering why the awesome me decided to grace your presence. You want to know? To set my awesome plan into action."
At that moment, America leapt up, a light saber of his own in his hands.
"You think you can defeat me?" he cried, flicking the blue light on. Prussia smirked.
"Bring it, kid."
They met in the center, red meeting blue in a flash of sparks. Prussia's blade slashed upwards and she thrust out her free hand, fingers clenched into claws.
The American dropped his lightsaber, scrabbling at his neck and choking.
Prussia had to admit, he was a good actor.
By now, Canada, France, and Antonio had gotten up. Canada walked to where his brother stood and picked up the still-flickering blade.
Without a second glance, Canada stabbed America through the back. He fell limp and England let out a strangled gasp.
Prussia nodded towards France and Spain, a cold look in her eyes.
"Make sure no one leaves. Kill any that try."
France nodded, roughly grabbing England's shoulder.
Canada moved to stand by Prussia, eyes bright.
"You see? Your 'Hero' is gone."
It was true. When the others looked to where he had fallen, there was nothing.
"You will surrender peacefully, ja?"
The other nations gathered - except for Germany, who was attempting to hide a slight smile - nodded.
The German nation shook his head and stepped down.
"You all realize what day it is, right?"
There was a moment of silence as each nation pondered the date. May the Fourth. The fourth day of the fourth month...
"Oh! Like, I totally get it now. May the Fourth, be like, with you. I was gonna say, Prussia, usually you have a much better sense of what's in, like, right now. Black cloaks? Sorry darlin', but that's, like, not a fashion craze now. And for your information, I like, totally knew today was Star wars Day."
Poland. Out of all the Nations, Poland. Cross-dressing, valley-girl Poland. Liked Star Wars.
Prussia grinned as one by one, realization appeared on each face.
America reappeared (he had been under some sort of invisible, alien technology from Tony) and joined the other four Nations. Prussia grinned, flicking silvery-white hair over one shoulder.
"Kesesese! Did you see their faces? They thought it was all real! That was awesome, wasn't it, Mattie!"
The Prussian hugged the smaller nation, who blushed.
"Y-yeah, Prussia. That was awesome."
FIN.
AN:
I hope you know that writing Poland's valley girl accent was hell. I don't talk/write like that normally, so it's kinda awkward sounding... Yeah. Enjoy!