Okay so this is the first part to a bunch of Hetalia drabbles I'll be writing, some will include pairings, sexual themes, strong language, murder and other stuff. Some will be funny or romantic and stuff like that and there will be warnings at the start of each one. Anyways, hope y'all enjoy these short Hetlia drabbles.Warning:this chapter contains profanity and homosexual pairings.
Description: Prussia begins to go mad after living without power for years and now his little brother Germany and his lover North Italy must deal with his childish behavior.
Prussia had never always been mature, but he was very powerful at one point, just proving that he was capable of showing dominance and taking control of things. It wasn't that he was stupid or anything, or that he wasn't a good leader, he was just way too cocky and obnoxious. He didn't really seem to understand the emotions or social construct of his fellow countries making it so that he would soon loose power over his land to several different European countries and having to hand over most of it to his stuck little brother. The situation was only made worse when Austria decided to mock him, but of course Prussia would always remind him that at one point he was sharing land with Hungary and just how pathetic it made Austria look.
But of course Prussia for many years denied the fact that his Empire ceased to exist. After a while tho he began to accept his faith, he packed up his things and moved in with Germany and his much more laid back and nicer boyfriend, North Italy. He thought it would be so bad, at least he didn't have worry about the faith of an entire nation anymore, but over time it seemed to go to his brain, the whole "I'm a country without land thing", he confused him as to why he was still here and slowly, but surely, he started to go nuts.
It all started one day when Prussia was laying about the house, he knew Germany and Italy would be home from a world conference soon, so he decided to do absolutely nothing whatsoever. Saving his energy so he could pester his little Brother the minute he came home.
It was around six o'clock when Germany and Italy finally came home. The two stood at the front door whilst Germany searched for his keys, getting more and more frustrated the longer he had to put up with this bullshit. He and Italy's Day was already bad enough. It started off fine at breakfast time. Since the conference was in America they headed into a McDonald's for some breakfast, as much as Germany despised the idea of eating fast food for breakfast, but it was closest place and Italy wouldn't shut up about how hungry he was. Breakfast was going okay until America showed up and minute after they stopped serving breakfast and since he wasn't able to get breakfast food and Germany and Italy where the only patrons there he personally knew, he decided to go over to them and bother them for some food. Italy was nice enough to give America his breakfast muffin, but of course the young American had to fight Germany for at least a bite of his food.
After America got a bit of their breakfast Germany expected him to leave them alone, but of course he decided to stick around and ask them personal questions, like "So like does Germany top?", "Hey Italy, little dude, you preggo or something" and of course "When are you guys getting married". After that Germany just grabbed Italy by the arm dragging him out and into the nearest Taxi so they could get to the Airport and get home.
There day just went to shit once they got to the airport, everyone was rude to them, their plane was delayed and Italy got sick from the McDonald's food. All Germany wanted was to return to a nice quiet house, order some wholesome and delicious German cuisine, take a bath and call it a night. Well that's what he was hoping, little did he know his screaming big brother was waiting for him ready to torture him. He finally found his keys down in the furthest part of pocket, which cause loose change to fall out when he was retrieving them. He just signed, ignoring the fact that money fell out of his pocket and swing the door open. As soon as he walked in he heard a load yell followed by "Glory be to the Prussian Empire!". Soon Gilbert was flying down the stairs on the wheely chair in Germany's office wearing his old uniform from the days when he was a strong Empire and was holding a broom in his hand to make up for the fact that Germany had confiscated his sword.
Germany yelled as Prussia flew right into him, sending him flying out the door and onto his back, bumping into Italy on the way knocking him over and causing him to cry. Once he came to he was greeted to a scene of his little lover crying whilst rubbing his forehead and his older brother jumping around, chanting "You have been drafted by ze awesome Prussia!". Germany jumped up, storming towards Prussia with the most horrifying expression on his face. He grabbed Italy by the arm, hoisting him back up onto his feet and asking him if he was okay and then looking straight towards Prussia. "What ze Hell is wrong with you, Gilbert, you hurt Felli and could have killed me!", Prussia immediately stood to attention, "Oh come on little bro, you'll be fine, but you got to be honest, zhat was freaking fucking awesome". Germany felt a fire burning withing him, he so disparity wanted to grab Prussia and through him into the ground, but that would start a fight and Germany was way too tired for that, all he wanted now was to rest his feet and order some food. He sighed and walked into the house ignoring his brother and guiding Italy inside so he could get and ice pack for his throbbing head. "Germany, my head hurts", he whined as Germany turned to him, "Listen Italy, there is an ice pack in ze freezer, go lay down, I'll be in soon", Italy looked up to Germany, tears still coming out of his eyes, "Ve~, okay Luddy". With that, Italy walked off into the kitchen and Germany turned to his brother. "I don't want to start a fight this late, both me and Italy are tired", he grabbed his phone from his jacket pocket.
"Come on in, we're ordering food, you can get the door when it arrives", Prussia blew a raspberry as him and Germany walked into the kitchen. There Italy was digging around for the ice pack before Germany moved him out of the way, reaching in for the ice pack for Italy's head. "Ve~, thank you, Germany". Germany just nodded and turned to Prussia, "Alright, Gilbert, what do you want to eat?", Germany inquired as Prussia continued to make raspberries whilst slapping his thighs. "Uuuuh, let me get aaaaaaaah, fucking uuuuuh", Germany rubbed the bridge of his nose, knowing that this was another one of Gilbert's attempts at tormenting him. "We'll get to you later", Germany growled as he turned to Italy instead, "Alright, Italy, what about you?", Germany already knew that Italy was going to ask for wurst, but he asked anyways. "Ah, can I get... " and before he can answer such an obvious question, Prussia stuck his hand up in the hair waving it around. "I know what I want know". Germany groaned turning to Prussia just so he could get his quick food request. "Can I get aaaaa, boneless tide pod, with a two litre of bleach". Just when he finished up that sentence he broke into laughter at his ironic humour and neither Germany nor Italy understood. He feel to the floor laughing at his 'oh so hilarious' comment. Germany rolled his eyes at his obnoxious big brother, now in tears from his joke. "You're getting a single pretzel, Italy, let me guess, wurst and for me, schnitzel with noodle", he wrote in his order onto the app and placed his wallet on the table. "Gilbert, please pay the delivery man when he gets here, I'm going into the sitting room". Even tho Prussia was still on the floor, chuckling every once in a while he did hear Germany's request.
"Come on Italy, let's so relax".
Okay, as I said, these are only drabbles, defending on how a ceetain one goes, I might make a chaper 2 for a story that gets good feedback. Also, I all hope you enjoyed the first drabble,more coming soon.
