this is Sky and this is a simple phone call, or is it? What happens when there's no answer? Read and find out!
"Pick up, please Bruder, just pick up your god damn phone!" Germany yelled at his phone as he clutched it tight to his ear
" hello losers! This is the awesome me! I can't get to the phone right now, leave a message and I'll call you latter!...BEEP!"
damnit! he thought, crushing his phone in his hand, his breathes were rugged and rushed. He sighed and held the phone tight to his chest, his eyes swelling with tears slightly. Damnit bruder, why do you never listen to me!
The German thought again, his strong knees getting weak a little. He let out a rugged breathe, a tear falling down his face. He stomped through the kitchen, throwing the broken phone away angrily before grabbing another one out of the cabinet he kept a lot of identical phones. He had a tendency to break his when he got to angry.
He turned down the news that was on on his kitchen TV. " and today, the country of Prussia has been completely desolved"
He dialed in the number he knew by heart, holding it against his ear and listened again as it rang in his ear. "Hello losers! This is the awesome me! I can't get to the phone right now, leave a message and I'll call you back!...BEEP!"
he kept dialing, again and again as tears streamed down his face. He could tell the others phone died as the calls began going straight to dialed again and listen to his brother sweet voice. "Hello losers! This is the awesome me! I can't get to the phone right now, leave a message and I'll call you back!...and bruder, please stop crying...BEEP!"
Germanys eyes went wide as he quickly whipped away the tears and stared at the phone. "B-bruder?" He questioned and dial led the number again. It played its normal voice sighed and shut off the TV. Leaving one last message for his brother.
"I... I'm sorry bruder, I... I should have been there. I should have helped you, I'm sorry, good bye bruder...for...forever." He said with a sigh, placing the phone on the counter and walking up to his room, to cry in comfort.
The phone sat on the counter, moments latter, the screen light up " you have, one, new message" said the robotic voice. " now playing your message from...Prussia" it said again
" goodbye vest,"
' you have, no, new messages. ' the screen went black, all signs of the message gone. Germany, never heard the last words of his brother.
