"Prussia! Prussia wake up!" Prussia felt someone shaking his shoulder. He moaned and tried to open one eye only to shut it from the bright light streaming in. "Prussia! Oh for goodness sake…" Prussia's eyes snapped open.

"Owww-"

"Humph, you deserve to get slapped. Scaring everyone like that."

Prussia glared at the man in front of him. "Oh sorry Princess I didn't realize I had an appointment." He looked around. "Who's everyone?"

He sighed and shrugged, "It's actually just me I just said that to get you uptight."

"Why you little-"

Austria held up a hand, "Don't even finish that sentence as it lowers the IQ of the whole street." Prussia's eyes glowed and he tried to sit up only succeeding in making the room spin. "You aren't going anywhere, you're terribly weak." Prussia opened his mouth, but Austria put a finger to his lips. "I have not called Germany."

Prussia nodded grateful, "I-I don't want him to see me like this."

Austria helped him to his feet, he leaned heavily on him and they made their way toward the couch. "It's understandable, you look awful. Not so awesome now are we?"

Austria covered his mouth and looked away, "I apologize, that was terribly rude of me." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "It's just…seeing you like...like." He sighed. "Would you like something to eat?"

Prussia grunted, "Sure I guess."

"What would you like?"

Prussia started. Austria was asking his opinion? Hmmm…

"If you can, I would like some Labskaus." Austria just stared at him. Prussia sighed. "Some sausage and potatoes would be wonderful." Austria nodded and left the room.

Why was the Austrian here? He knew they could hardly stand each other. The smell of sausage filled the house and Austria started humming some song…

Ludwig took his hand and pulled him through the busy streets of Prussia heading toward a gun shop.

"Gilbert, look at that one!" Prussia laughed as his little brother smashed his face against the window. "May we go inside?"

Prussia glanced at the sky, the clouds were beginning to darken. "We can, but only for a litt- whoa! Slow down West!"

They stayed in that store for hours just looking at guns and laughing. Prussia even started to teach him about the different formations you could do with your soldiers. Ludwig ate it up. His face glowed when he talked about his multiple strategies or when he held a pistol in his grip. On the way out the door Ludwig stopped him. "Can I wear your hat?"

Prussia ruffled his blonde locks, he was so adorable. He took off his military cap and placed it carefully on his head. Ludwig grinned up at him blue eyes flashing. "Look I'm you! I want to be just like you when I grow up, but I will be stronger, biceps getting fatter in the middle, eh Gil?"

Prussia gasped in mock horror. "Did you just call me fat and Gil? Oh you're gonna get it West!" he raised his hands and started tickling the younger country. He giggled and shied away from him, but was unable to make an escape.

"Gilbert! Stop, stop!" he squeaked and burst into uncontrollable giggles. "Noooo- Gilbert please stop!"

"What was that?" Prussia asked innocently as he upped his attack.

"Mer- MERCY!"

Prussia pulled his hands away and Ludwig fell to the floor panting. "Never, never, EVER do that again."

Prussia smiled and looked at him. "What? This?"

Ludwig gasped and curled his legs up to protect his chest. "Gilbert!"

Prussia stopped, chuckling, and helped him up. Ludwig shot daggers at him as Prussia just doubled over and laughed.

Ludwig frowned, pulled back his leg, and kicked him right in the crotch.

He gasped and fell to his knees. Ludwig was stronger then he looked. "Owwww! Not. Nice."

Now it was Ludwig's turn to laugh. "Now we're even."

"You. Are. Twisted." Prussia gasped trying to stand.

"I try."

They left the store just as it started to rain. Ludwig shivered and hugged his body with his arms. Prussia debated whether to give him his jacket, after all it was his jacket. But in the end his brotherly consciousness took over and he draped the garment over his tiny shoulders.

Ludwig looked up at him grinning. Dang, he was so adorable. His blonde hair rippled in the wind and his eyes sparkled with mischief. "I am the awesome Prussia! Kneel down and cry!" Prussia snickered…until he got wacked on the head. "I'm talking to you mister!"

Prussia rolled his eyes and got on his knees. "Oh great and powerful Prussia, may we please go get something to eat!"

Ludwig laughed a sound that Prussia often heard around the house and cherished. "I suppose…where can we eat Gilbert?"

Prussia stood up and brushed off his knees still smiling. "We'll there's a café not too far from here."

A few minutes later they burst into a small café startling the man who worked there and some of the couples with their loud laughter.

"The awesome Prussia totally won!"

"No, I clearly beat you dummkopf!"

They were grinning as they said this so the bartender wasn't worried. "Let's call it a tie."

"But we'll both know deep down that Germany was the victor."

"In your dreams West."

The bartender smiled, brothers, he had always wanted one. They took a seat by the window and started talking about world history. Odd. You didn't see that very often. Usually the families that came in here discussed the latest songs or toys that they couldn't afford, but never this. Especially in such an animated way. The older boy spoke as if he had been at the battles himself…but that was impossible some of them were hundreds of years old.

"Then mean old Russia tried to take over…"

The man drew closer and poised his notebook. "Hello boys, what can I get you today?"

The older boy looked up. "What's on the menu?"

The bartender blinked. The kid had red eyes…unnerving. He shook his head, "Well we have an amazing Labskaus the best in the world and-"

"Oh brother, can we get that?"

The albino smiled, "We'll take two."

The man wrote it down and took one last look at the pair. They didn't look anything alike with the white hair and all yet they were similar with a military poise. The bartender didn't know how the little boy had a military presence, but he did. It was strange and made something about the boy seem off. However, the older boy said something and made the little boy squirt water out of his nose. They cracked up and the bartender just shook his head and handed over some napkins.

When the food arrived it really was the best Prussia had ever tasted and always would be. He never knew if Ludwig felt the same, but for him it was perfect.