"I wish I was you Germany"

Hey, this is my second story ever! Thanks for all the veiws on my last one! This ones not a yaoi.

Characters: Germany and England!

Warnings: Real names used!

Ludwig: Germany

Arthur: England

Gilbert: Prussia

I DO NOT OWN HETALIA!

Sorry its so short it was 3:25 am when i wrote it i promise chapter two will be longer!

Thanks for reading!, Kuroshitsujiluver126

Ludwig walked into a bar with his brother, Gilbert to have a night of beer drinking and stupid jokes. Gilbert opened the door letting his brother Ludwig follow behind. Gilbert spot some of his friends nearby and rushed over to greet them, leaving Ludwig by himself. Sighing, he found a spot alone and ordered a drink. As he waited for the bartender to get his drink, he noticed a very drunk England head into the bar, glass in hand. Ludwig sighed as he sat beside him, not noticing the German.

"Vat do you think you are doing? Ludwig asked the drunken Brit.

Arthur sat up and looked at Ludwig as if he had three heads.

"What do youuu want Ludwig?" Arthur asked, swaying a bit and pointing a shaky finger at the German.
"Are you alright Arthur?" Ludwig asked one hand on Arthur s back to ensure he didn't fall backward.

"No, itz that bloody wanker!" Arthur exclaimed taking another swig of whiskey. Ludwig grabbed the glass from Arthur s hand and gave it to the bartender. Arthur groaned loudly. Ludwig s drink came, and he accepted it readily.
"Vat's going on with you?" Ludwig asked, almost regretting asking.

"Alfred, Alfred s my problem!" Arthur yelled swinging back and forth.
"Vat did he do now?" Ludwig groaned. America was annoying to everybody, but it seemed his favourite person to bother was England. if he was here, then he couldn t be much more sober then the Brit beside him, and a drunk America was worse. MUCH worse.

"Okay heres the story; today I waz sittin in here and that, bloody wanker, came and sat next to me!" Arthur yelled, waving his hands to exaggerate every word.

"I was sure the timin waz right! Today would be the day i confessed I was smitten for him!" Arthur nearly fell off his chair this time, and Ludwig had to steady him.

"Let me guess he said he did not feel the same?" Ludwig guessed. The american wasn t the best with others personal emotions.

"How did you know?" Arthur yelled at Ludwig, slamming his now empty glass down on the counter.
"Just a guess, here come vith me and I'll take you back to my house for the night, Arthur." Ludwig offered.

He glanced over at his older brother, who was across the bar. Judging by his loud laughter and his sluggish movements, he guessed that he was already drunk off his ass. He payed for his drink and dragged the rambling Brit outside. He hailed a cab and after giving the driver directions, they were heading off to his house.

STOP THIS CAB! Arthur yelled.
The driver gave a startled squeak and screeched to a hault five minutes away from Ludwig s house. Arthur got out and took off down the street.

HEY! GET BACK HERE! Ludwig shouted, quickly throwing money at the terrified driver and pelting after the drunken man. Finally he found him at the local park, catching his breath on a bench.

VAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM! he shouted at the European nation. He crossed his arms and stared at the buff German.

"I wish I had your life! Everyone listens to you and respects you. Italy is downright in love with you. Why cant i be like that? Arthur sobbed.

"My life is no picnic either. Do you know how hard it is to train Italy? All he does is eat laugh and follow me around all the damn time. At least with your life, i have nothing better to do then sit around and drink all day. " Ludwig complained.

"I WISH I WAS YOU!" they both screamed at the same time. Ludwig after got up and dragged Arthur to his house.

The last thing either of them saw was their own face staring back at them before everything went black.

Soon to come is Chapter two! Keep reading it will get better i promise!