Hetalia: Singles Awareness and Forever Alone

Prussia glared at the calendar. It must be wrong. It mocked him. He tore it off the wall and tossed it aside. Then he grinned.

"Hehehe," he laughed. "Valentine's is for Losers, anyvay! Vho needs a stupid day filled vif heartbreak und stomach aches?"

But then he almost immediately thought of Hungary. His grin faded to a frown. How dare she betray him by pretending to be a boy! How dare she choose that lame girly-sissy boy, Austria, over his awesomeness?! Austria vas VEAK girly-boy compared to his manly und strong awesomeness!

He slammed the wall with his fist and it shook the picture off in the living room on the other side of the wall. Then there was a knock on the door to his awesome room filled with his fluffy subjects who always understood and listened to him. They thought he was awesome!

It was his younger brother, Germany. "Hey, Prussia?" he called from behind the door. "You ok?"

Prussia rushed to his door and locked it.

Germany was shocked at first. "All you had to do vas just simply tell me you vanted to be alone…" he walked away.

Prussia's thoughts echoed his words, alone….alone….alone…

He slid down to the floor, against the door, holding his head in his hands. They were shaking. He gripped his hair and started to hyperventilate.

ALONE…..ALONE….ALL…A…L…O….N…E….you don't exist anymore….you're not awesome anymore…you never were….he heard voices in his head.

"NEIN!" Prussia got up and tossed his mattress over on the floor and it hit his lamp and broke it.

Germany turned to Prussia's room, and his face softened. His poor older brother was going insane and there was nothing he could do about it but be there for him. He sighed and walked over to knock on his door again. "Prussia?...Gilbert?" he asked through the door. "Vhat are you doingk in zhere?"

Prussia's calm voice came through the door. "Nozing, Vest…"

"…"

"…"

The two brothers were silent for a moment. Germany sighed. He leaned against the door, and Prussia leaned on the other side. Germany didn't understand why Prussia preferred to be alone in his room. Did something happen? Maybe he should talk to him, no matter what Prussia insisted.

"Ya know…" Germany started. "You should see a specialist…"

Prussia was silent so Germany continued, "I vill go wif you, if you vant…"

"…Nein…" Prussia assured him. "I'm fine. I am Awesome Prussia!"

"Vell, ok…" Germany replied. "Just zink about it…"

Prussia put his ear against the door until he couldn't hear Germany's footsteps. Then he slowly and quietly opened it. He took a quick glance around then walked out dressed in a grey button-down shirt, black pants, jacket, fedora and tie. "Hehehe," he chuckled. "I vill go bozer zat sissy-girly man Austria und gender-confused Hungary for mein own personal amusement…"

Italy watched as he climbed out the living room window. This confused him… "Why didn't he use the front door?" he shrugged and went back to making pasta in the kitchen.

Hetalia

"Zose Losers von't know vhat hits zem!" Prussia smirked as he walked down the streets of Germany. The usual sights and sounds of typical day-to-day Germany was replaced my music and festivals of St. Valentine's Day. Couples walked down the street, holding hands, and one of the men accidentally hit Prussia in the shoulder.

"Oh, hey, sorry about zhat," the man started, but Prussia glared at him. His girlfriend screamed and pulled the man away.

Prussia went back to being awesome. Dummkopf couples…valking around…viz ridiculous smiles on zeir faces….ze Great und Awesome Prussia doesn't need anyone! He thought.

He stopped and looked at a shop that was selling chocolate. Then Prussia realized something in his reflection in the shop window…he was kind of….well…unawesome loser…

The next moment he found he had bought a big, red, heart-shaped box full of chocolates with a big, bright, pink ribbon around it. Vhy did I buy zis? He thought. I hate Valentines….oh! I know vhy!

He started eating the chocolates. "For me! hehe…" he swallowed them whole, unaware that he was scaring everyone around him. "I shall name zis day after me und name it 'Singles Avareness' und 'Forever Alone' day!" Prussia grinned. "Zat vill show zem! I'm avare that I'm single and forever alone!" He threw back his head and laughed. Some people looked at him.

Heart-alia

In all truth, Prussia had no idea what he really was doing, walking down this street when he knew that today would be crowded and he hated crowds unless they were his audience. He knew going to Austria's house was a bad idea, but what else would he do? He hated Austria and thought highly of Hungary. In fact, deep within…he knew he was in love with Hungary but, however, he was trapped in unrequited love. He loved her, but he knew she didn't return the feeling. This stabbed his awesome heart and brought awesome tears to his awesome eyes. He threw the heart box away violently and headed into the bar.

Beer helps me zink straight. It understands me becuz it's awesome like me! Prussia thought.

When he sat down, the bartender immediately slid his best beer towards him. "Vhat? I didn't order-"

The bartender nodded. "It's on ze house. I see heartbroken fools like you every day. You'll get over her soon enough…" the place was unusually crowded.

"Heartbroken?" Prussia scoffed. "Vhy vould I be heartbroken? Und I am no fool!" He stood up and shouted, "I AM ZE AWESOME PRUSSIA!"

"Are you feeling vell, sir?" asked a man next to him.

"Prussia? Zat doesn't exist anymore…." Another man was confused.

"Are you sure zat's your first one?" asked another.

Prussia felt sweat roll down his face. He sat down, calmly, and asked the bartender for a napkin. Confused, the bartender handed him a napkin, expecting him to use it to wipe his face.

But Prussia started scribbling on it instead. The bartender leaned over to see what he was writing. An i.o.u.?

14 February

Dear Diary,

I AM AWESOME! I am so awesome; no one believes I even exist…

Prussia stopped writing once he realized he had an unwanted audience. He opened the side of his jacket and put the folded napkin in his inside pocket, looking away casually.

The bartender cleared his throat and continued his job.

Prussia suddenly forgot what he was doing in here. I guess zhat's ze bar's job. To help me forget vhy I even come in here…hehehe…he thought and snickered to himself. He got up and walked out.

To Be Continued…Maybe