I love Germany, Prussia and Italia. :D
Chapter 3: Left Behind
"H-huh? What are you doing Austria?" Mumbled Germany, laying on the floor facedown in his office. Austria was standing in the doorway, now hanging up his black phone.
"I heard a loud thud and found you laying on the floor from all the late night work you probably tried to finish. So I decided to cover you up with a blanket and let you sleep in a few hours. But you didn't wake up when I tried to."
"Oh, thank you. Who did you just call?"
"I tried calling you're house to talk to you're brother, but Italia answered instead. I heard Prussia screaming in the background."
"Y-YOU WHAT?" Germany bolted from the floor and stared at Austria in grave fear.
"What's wrong?"
"Y-YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE CALLED THEM!" Yelled Germany in fear as he shook Austria by the shoulders.
"Whoa, calm yourself Germany-san. Now, what's this about not calling them?" Germany took a deep breath as he let go of Austria and sat himself onto his chair.
"Wait, what did you tell them exactly?"
"I said you've collapsed from overwoking yourself and if they could come and get you."
"Oh, that's good then. They don't know yet," Sighed Germany in relief as he massaged his brow with his hands.
"What don't they know, Germany-san?" Austria asked as he folded the blanket.
"Ah, well, you see, im in this situation."
"Did you promise them something and have to choose between the two?"
"How do you know?"
"Because when it comes to those two, you always stress and overwork yourself. Plus, you kind of have a piece of paper on your desk with plans how to do both and not upset either," said Austria peaking at Germany's papers from behind him. Germany, going red, covered them with his arms.
"Ah! I-! It's just that-! -sigh- They've both been wanting to do something with me lately, and now that I've finally made time for them, I have to end up choosing one over the other, and I don't want to dissapoint either of them."
"I'm sure you'll find a solution, Germany-san," Austria said reasuringly as he patted Germany's back.
"Oh, and by the way, if something does happen, please try to be killed by Prussia outside," Austria mumbled as he left the room and closed the door behind himself.
"-sigh- Don't remind me!" Germany yelled," if Prussia finds out, he'll make such a fuss about it and do something insane . . . . I hope they don't find out."
"Ve~! Don't hurt him Prussia-san~!" Cried out Italy, trying to pull Prussia by the waist. Prussia, struggling, was trying to walk. He looked angry, furious, completely pissed. (poor Germany |:)
"I'm going to kill him! How dare he lie to me!"
"Its okay Prussia-san~! I'm dissapointed too!"
"I'LL SKIN HIM ALIVE!" Hissed Prussia as he staggered his way across the yard, and heading for the steps to Austria's big house, were one of Germany's offices was in.
"Prussia-san~!"
"And you! I'm tired of having to compete over you!" Yelled Prussia as he turned to look at Italy. Italy let go of Prussia.
"W-what do you mean?"
"He's always with you! You two sleep in the same freaking bed! What about me? When am I gonna have him all to myself? I want alone time with him! I always try to take him to places he never goes so we can have a good time! H-he never realizes it and . . . and . . he always talks about you. Italy did this, Italy cooked that, Italy made that, Italy messed up! I'm tired of it! I'm tired of you! I'm tired of you two always being together! I'm tired of having to compete with someone as good and adorable as you, Italy!" Prussia finished ranting on, panting angrily. Italy stared at him.
"Do I upset you that much Prussia?"
"Its not that you upset me, its that you make me jealous!" Prussia yelled. He crossed his arms, not knowing what he wanted to come out of this argument.
"I'm sorry Prussia-san, but I can't change what Germany-san says and thinks," Italy mumbled looking into Prussia's face.
"I . . . . ," Prussia felt his face go warm, his eyes burning," T-that's what makes me the saddest." Prussia covered his eyes with his arm, he started to cry.
"Ah, done!" Germany closed the metal cabinent. He had finished fileing his paperwork and was now in his office, putting on his green coat, when something blue from a distance caught his eye from outside the window.
"I-Is that Italia and bruther?" He mumbled to himself as he buttoned up his coat. Germany walked downstairs, toward the yard where his brother and Italy stood.
"Its okay Prussia, Germany doesn't think of it that way. Germany sees the nicest in people. He isn't like that," mumbled Italy as he patted Prussia's back. Prussia wiped his face.
"Y-you think so?"
"Yeah, he's you're little brother! He would never do that sort of thing to you!" Smiled Italy. Prussia then smiled.
"Yeah . . . . . I have nothing to worry about! He would never do anything to me! I am his awesome brother!"
"Ah! That's the spirit Prussia-san~!"
"Thanks Italy, and to think I was about to kick you from spite!" Yelled Prussia happily as he hugged Italy.
"Ah, good thing . . . ," Italy smiled nervously as he hugged Prussia back.
"Hey you two, look, I'm sorry about the-!" As Germany was coming out of the building, he caught a nerveraking sight; his only brother and only friend hugging. He felt sick.
"Oh, Germany-san~!" Italy exclaimed as he tapped Prussia in the shoulder, waving at Germany.
"West! Austria called and we ran here!" Yelled Prussia as he and Italy let go of each other.
"What's wrong Germany-san?" Mumbled Italy as he and Prussia walked up to greet him. Germany held his head with one of his hands.
"N-nothing, a thought ran through my head is all," then Prussia placed his arm over Italy's neck, and pulled him close to himself as he pointed at Germany.
"West you moron! We found out about the dates! You think i'd let you escape my awesome fury?" Yelled Prussia. Germany stepped back a little, waiting for Prussia to pounce on him like he usually does when he got angry at him.
"But, me and Italy worked it out. You shall take both of us at the same time, obviously," Prussia hissed smiling as he laughed at Germany's surprised face expression.
I should have thought of that. Thought Germany.
"What's wrong West? Austria said something about you collapsing."
"Oh, I worked for too long and fell asleep on the floor with a loud thud. Sorry about that."
"Oh, you should take better care of yourself. Wanna go take a nap, Germany-san? You look tired."
"Uh, sure. I'll go take one. My head feels dizzy for some reason. Why, I feel so tired, I feel like puking. Funny, huh?" Laughed Germany nervously. Then Prussia placed his other spare arm over Germany's neck. Germany went red as Prussia led the three of them towards Germany's home.
"We'll all go and have breakfeast afterwards, yeah?"
"Y-you mean all of us take a nap?"
"Ve~! That sounds like fun!"
"In the same bed while we're at it too!" Laughed Prussia, making Germany nervous. Prussia laughed even louder, loving to see Germany all flustered and nervous about the situation. Scary thing was, for Germany anyways, that Prussia was probably not joking.
"Sleep well West! Me and Italy will be downstairs cooking. We'll wake you up at 6 pm, got it?"
"Sure, thanks bruther."
"Whatever," Prussia waved bye as he slowly closed the door to Germany's bedroom. As Germany tossed to the side and tried to figure what position he wanted to sleep in, he couldn't shake the feeling, the overwhelming feeling he had gotten when he saw his brother and friend hugging carelessly like that.
"I'm just very tired probably," Germany told himself. He layed on his stomach, holding his pillow tightly. He felt so overwhelmed with sadness seeing the two together like that, but why? He didn't understand.
Maybe it was because . . . . . I wasn't there with them . . .
Alright! Two chapters in one day! Happiness! XD
Please review. I'm sure Italy, Germany and Prussia will appreciate it. :3
