At that moment I couldn't help but stare at Prussia. The only reason he was here was because of my Aunt. Why did my Aunt get this for me anyhow? Maybe she thought I was lonely. How could I be lonely when I have my crazy best friend living with me? How could I be lonely when I could always go and annoy my neighbor. Boy, you could get him ticked off pretty easily. It was super,super fun!

After staring at him for at least five minutes I couldn't help but poke his forehead. It just was a random thing that I felt the need that I must do. He looked kinda pissed that I poked his forehead. Then he began to scowl.

"What was that for?" He asked with attitude in his voice.

"I don't know." I plainly answered.

"That's not a good enough reason!"

"Dude," I said, "I said I don't know. I just felt like poking you."

Still, he looked pissed. I rolled my eyes. he would just have to get over it.

"Ok," I said, "get over your little fit so I can reprogram you."

At that moment he shut up.

Then I went and grabbed a stool from the kitchen. While I was at it, I also got my laptop from my room. I could reprogram him from my computer. That would make the process a lot faster.

When I had everything set up, I told him sharply, "Sit" and he did as he was told. Good, at least he was cooperating so far. I didn't know how he would be in other situations. The fact that I never paid much attention to him while I watched hetalia, was bad. I just thought he was some, weird character. I never thought of him ever being a person.

It took me ten minutes to reprogram him. During this time he was constantly annoying me.

"When are you going to be done?"

"COME ON!"

"Geez you're slow. By now old Fritz could have conquered all of Austria."

At some point I snapped and said, "Dude! Shut the fuck up! God damn history..."

He stopped talking that instant. He seemed a bit off taken that I yelled at him. Well he deserved it.

(The next door neighbor)

That was the day I learned how lazy Prussia was.

He never picked up his stuff, which caused me to get pissy with him. He told me to get him food, when I'm sure that he could do it himself. By 1:00 in the afternoon I was getting tired of him being lazy. What was could I release this stress? There was only one true way and Gilbert could help me do it.

"Hey lazy! Get your butt up! I want some help!" I called.

He emerged from his room and said, "Whyyyyy?"

"Cuz' I said so"

Then I noticed his iron cross was missing.

"Gil, did you leave your cross in your room?" I asked.

"UH no."

Shit balls.

"Well where did you leave it last?"

" I put it on an hour ago."

Ok that didn't help.

"I'm not going to find it for you, so get off your lazy ass and find it."

He did as he was told (Good dog).

In an half an hour he found it, in his dresser.

Then he said, "Now what do you want?"

I picked up my coat and said " Get a coat from the closet and follow me."

"Phhh, whatever" He didn't get a coat.

"Ok, your loss."

Then I led him outside, where he started shivering.

"told you."

He quickly ran back inside and grabbed a coat from the closet.

We were finally ready. I walked down the stone path to the sidewalk. Then I walked up to the house next door, pulled out a key, and unlocked the door.

"You own this house too?" Gilbert asked.

"Nope" I said as we walked inside.

I heard someone running down the stairs.

Then out of nowhere came a boy my age, with dark blond hair and grayish-blue eyes. He had a baseball bat in his hand. It was used to clobber a thief.

Once he saw it was me he put the bat down.

"Why the hell are you in my house?" he asked.

"I don't know." I said.

he looked away from me and said, "Who the hell are you?"

I looked back.

"Oh yeah I forgot, this is Gilbert. He's my... uh..."

Oh crap I forgot to come up with something before hand.

"Boyfriend." Gilbert finished

wait...WHAT?

"We met on my blog. I'm from Germany, but I came here to meet her."

Ok, that has got to be the biggest line of shit that I've ever heard. Thank you, even if you are a lazy ass mother fucker.

My neighbor looked like his mouth was about to drop. I think he actually bought it.

I put my hand on Gilbert's back (to look like we really were in a relationship).

"Gilbert, this is Treto... uh... I don't remember his last name but...yeah."

My neighbor got pissed off at the nickname.

"It's trenton!" He said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever"

"Gut, Sie zu treffen" Gilbert told Treto.

"ENGLISH PLEASE!"

Later that night when we got home, I said, "Thanks for saving my butt back there. I don't think he would have believed me if I told him you were a robot that my Aunt got for me."

"Uh huh, but I want a favor in return." He said.

"What kind?"

"I'll tell you when I need it."

Cheep ass.

A/n: well I redid the first chapter 4 times in a row so now it should be somewhat better.

hahaha Treto is a real person that I love to mess with. when I do he's all like "Shut the fuck up" and I just start laughing. in real life he's exactly as I portray him to be in here.