Years passed after his sisters left, and his mind only grew more twisted and warped. Only his childlike, innocent smile remained. He hurt many nations as he grew older and gained power. His heart was locked away, nearly forgotten. He now had Prussia living with him. Not willingly, but he was still there. He loved tormenting Prussia, and did so almost daily.
Today was a particularly bad day for Prussia. His tormenter had added phisical pain to the mental abuse he was already suffering. After a session of this torture, he spoke to the man causing his pain.
"Russia."
"Da?" he replied, a smile still on his face. There was a pause in which neither of them spoke. "Prussia?"
"You are a monster."
Russia's grin remained as he brought his faucet pipe down on Prussia's head.
