Thank you for all the lovely reviews! Frying Pangle? I've definitely tried for it. I hope I can get their personalities right. And here you'll get a glimpse of who the culprit (for changing Prussia) is. And Prussia might be getting more feministic soon too. A heads up. Please review! You guys make my day!

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DISCLAIMER: I. Do. No. Own. Hetalia. Understand?

Roderich groaned, putting his head in his hands as he listened to his ex-wife and Prussia chatter on about god knows what. He doubted he wanted to know too. "Are you both qvite done?" he inquired, risking a glance up. Both women turned to him, clearly surprised that he was still sitting there before returning to whatever it was they were talking about, ignoring him. The Austrian sighed. This wasn't going as planned. He'd thought that they both would leave after getting the massage oils. And why did Elizaveta have oil in my house in the first place? But that was a mystery for another day.

Meanwhile, the women somehow went from bras, to breasts to videos. Prussia found it easier to talk to Hungary when he was a girl. They had so much more in common than he thought.

"-and I really appreciate the art of good videoing," said Hungary, smiling as they talked. Gilberta gave a surprised look.

"Me too! Except, more in the black mailing sense, you know?" she admitted. The brunette laughed.

"And me in the yaoi sense." There was a second of silence as Hungary reflected on all the videos she and Japan had gotten, and the albino wondered what the hell yaoi was.

"Um, Elizaveta? Vat's yaoi?" she asked cautiously. At that there was a choking sound from their right where Austria was busy choking on his water. Both women sprung to help him, checking if he was okay. He was.

"Are you okay, Roddy?" asked the Prussian woman. The man nodded, his cheeks flushed slightly as he stood up and cleared his throat.

"I'll be right back." With that he exited the room. Both women turned to look at each other, eyebrows raised in question before shrugging. The Hungarian focused on the latest issue.

"You don't know what yaoi is?" she screeched. Prussia could've sworn she heard Roderich start choking again somewhere around the house. Gilberta shrugged.

"Is it awesome? I only know the important awesome things," she said haughtily. There was a second of silence before the other woman pulled her close, frantically explaining yaoi. Prussia doubted she had blushed this much in her whole life. The fact that someone would video…that, was strange. And Japan was in it too? Innocent or not-so-innocent as she now found out, Kiku? Roddy appeared in the room, looking slightly flushed as he studied both the women from a safe distance. "Vhy don't you both come to the kitchen? I've got some cake there," he offered, quickly turning on heel and walking out. But he was cornered in the kitchen by a grinning albino. "You seem to be avoiding the awesome me," she teased, stepping into his personal space. The male attempted for a calm and collected look which was nearly impossible with how close the woman was standing to him. There was a small warning noise from behind. Both the nations turned to see a smiling Elizaveta. She gave Prussia a look she couldn't decipher, and smiled at Austria, shoving the Prussian away. "Come on. Let's sit down," she said cheerily enough. They all seated themselves, making small talk.

Gilberta frowned a bit, wondering why Hungary wouldn't let her talk to Roderich. Unless she was…jealous? That discovery made her grin widely, not realizing that the other two occupants of the kitchen were staring at her strangely. They were getting a bit wary. Does she have a plan? They both thought. Gilberta, blissfully unaware, smirked slightly and leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms smugly.

"Prussia? Vat are you thinking?" asked the male nation carefully. The albino blinked and her smirk widened.

I have a great plan, thought both the women, grinning victoriously. Roderich looked between them both, feeling nervous. Those two were up to something. And it didn't seem like it would be in his favor.

Back at Germany's house

Germany paced his living room worriedly, four pairs of eyes watching him. "Ve! But Germany, there's nothing to worry about! Prussia will be fine," insisted Feliciano. Ludwig's dogs watched their master carefully. It's all because of our master's brother-girl. It all began there, they concluded. Aster nudged the German with her nose, flicking her gaze to the couch. She really didn't like his pacing habit. Germany sighed and fondled her ears before sitting down.

"I just hope Elizaveta and Roderich don't try anything vith her," he admitted. The Italian smiled widely.

"Aww! Ve! Ludwig is worried about his sorella," he cooed, patting Blackie's head. Ludwig flushed slightly. It seemed like his ally was right. He was worried about Prussia. And it made him feel a bit uneasy. Why was he so worried about Prussia? His schwester was older than him and knew how to take care of herself. He really hoped she wouldn't do anything stupid. But seeing as this was Prussia, he doubted that it was possible.

"I think we should celebrate this with pasta, Ve?" cheered Italy, already going to the kitchen. The blond gave up, giving his dogs a look.

"Let's hope Prussia doesn't do anything idiotic." All the dogs gave him incredulous looks. We all know that you're lying to yourself.

Somewhere else…

He grinned, his lips curving up slightly as he looked at the book in front of him. "Are you sure he'll be okay?" someone asked from behind him, sounding a bit nervous. The man moved his eyes up from the book, an evil smirk settled on his face which was barely visible. A dark cowl shrouded his face in shadows, and his eyes glinted out from under the shadows. "Yes. Just wait and see. He deserved this," he said, a slow chuckle rumbling through him before he broke out into evil peals of laughter. His other companion shuffled nervously before clearing his throat. "I'll leave you then…" But the other man was too busy laughing to notice. Oh yes, this was a perfect plan. Absolutely perfect.

What do you guys think? Who's the…villain? And what should Elizaveta and Gilberta do? Please, again, review. I would love it.

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