It took the whole night and part of the morning to escape to Germany. This had cost me everything but my cell phone, passport and wallet. I was thankful I kept all of them on me, especially my passport, or else I would have had encountered some trouble as I'd move country to country.

Prussia and I were now making our way to Berlin via a small plane we had boarded in a small town near the French border. I had the window seat and starred out at the clouds as Prussia snored loudly with Gilbird resting on his head, as usual.

I couldn't help but wonder why I went to Germany to begin with. Sure, I wanted to look everywhere, but dating Humans were out of the question since they were mortal. It would be painful to know that I couldn't literally stay with the one destined to me forever just because I was created a country and them a human. In addition, Germany was going out with Italy, which was something everyone knew.

I sighed thinking I might as well look around quickly but leave for some other country as soon as I could. There was nothing for me here.

We landed in Berlin at noon, there was no reason to go wait at the luggage deposit since I had none, thanks to Prussia. I wasn't expecting to be greeted by Germany since his brother was already with me, but I was. However, he seemed more worried about anything and for a moment, I thought he knew what had happened back in France.

"Hey West." Prussia greeted his brother with a sleepy but wide grin.

"Guttentag." Germany replied briefly and turned to me. "It's a surprise having you here but since you arrived with Prussia I assume he forced you to come, right Canada?"

I gave a short glare to Prussia but the happiness of being remembered by a country I didn't get involved with too much took over. I smiled shyly and nodded.

"I apologize on his behalf." Germany responded sincerely with a light bow.

"Tsk! I didn't force him all that much!" Prussia defended himself.

My ass! You made me an accomplice of your murder! I hissed in my mind.

Prussia jolted as if he had heard it but he probably just felt the cold glare I had been giving him.

"Well anyways West, we'll be—"

"Canada, I have a favour to ask," Germany cut off Prussia. He took a pause to get on his knee, his face was flushed as was mine do to how things were going, "Would you please go on a date with me?"

My face was probably darker than a ripped tomato. I was speechless and couldn't find anything to say. Wasn't he going out with Italy?

"What about Italy!" Prussia asked thinking the same thing as me.

"I-It's complicated." Germany replied stuttering.

"So you'll just be using Canada? C—"

"Nein! Not the least bit!" Germany snapped. "I-I…It's none of your business bruder!"

Germany quickly but gently gripped my wrist and dragged me away from Prussia to explain to me properly why he wanted to go on a date. Prussia tried to follow and was yelling at Germany but we managed to lose him in the big crowd. We stopped in a less crowded area where Germany could continue to explain things.

"So what happened with Italy?" I started.

"W-well…I asked to take a break…" Germany mumbled a little embarrassed.

"Why?" I asked a little sympathetically, the shock had been dealt with the second he asked me on a date.

"You see…" Germany paused thinking of his words properly. "I love Italy…I really do…at least I think I do…"

Oh, so he was just confused.

"T-the thing is that…I've…" He took another pause, "I've only felt that way with him…so I'm not sure I won't feel that way with anybody else…"

"So you are using me." I concluded bluntly, just to tease him a little.

Germany blushed madly again, "N-no…well yes…But…I…I'm sorry." Germany finally apologized again dropping his head between his shoulders. "You have every right to refuse…"

I giggled lightly, "It's okay," I reassured him, "All I want to know is why you didn't ask anyone closer than me to do this with you."

Germany looked away and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Japan is pretty much a shut in…" Germany started, "Austria is family as is Hungary and Romano just hates me."

"What about…I don't know, France? America?"

"I don't want to get raped and America is just annoying…no offense."

I laughed agreeing with him to a certain extent, "True, all right I'll go on that test date with you."

Germany smiled lightly at ease, "Danke." He thanked. "By the way, how did Prussia force you to come here?"

Just as I was about to answer truthfully, Prussia immerged out of nowhere and tackled Germany. Germany managed to keep balance by stumbling a little over to the left. Prussia whined and started bitching at Germany for having ditched him alone. Germany said nothing and listened to his brother rant and whine with an annoyed and disappointed expression.

"And finally, how dare you use Canada like that!" Prussia finished.

"It's okay," I said, "I'm basically doing the same thing."

Germany looked puzzled, I did forget to mention that part to him, "You are?"

"I'm looking for the love of my life," I explained, "It's not a human so it must be another country, therefore this date will help me figure out if you're the one for me, which I don't think you are."

"Oh."

"You still can't go on a date with him!" Prussia insisted childishly.

"Why not?" I asked starting to get annoyed as well.

Prussia blushed lightly as Gilbird started to circle his head. "W-well just 'cause…" Prussia grumpily mumbled.

"I already said yes." I pointed out, "And I won't go back on my answer just because it doesn't suit you."

Prussia was speechless; this meant I won the argument.

Germany cleared his throat getting both of our attention. "W-what time should we go on our date?" Germany asked.

"We could go right now." I suggested. "It's noon and you can show me a few nice things about Berlin."

Germany nodded and gestured me to walk next to him. "S-should we hold hands?" Germany asked awkwardly.

I blushed madly. "I-I don't think we're there yet…" I mumbled back shyly.

Germany nodded blushing as badly as I was. The date had literally just begun and it was already much more awkward than with Cuba.

We had abandoned Prussia leaving the airport, we took a cab somewhere down town while Prussia said he'd go home. It was dead quiet in the cab, there was such an awkward tension that it was also affecting the cab driver and we almost got into an accident.

We attempted small talk a few times to get things going but everything we exchanged was short and to the point, you couldn't build a conversation on it.

We were dropped in front a popular German bistro. Since Germany was, well, Germany, we were seated right away with menus. There were televisions here and there on angles that assured wherever one would sit, they'd have access to it. The televisions were all on the German news channel.

"Oh…would you like some help choosing?" Germany suddenly asked.

I looked at the menu again and noticed everything was written in German. I smiled and shook my head. "No thank you, I understand German fairly well.*"

Germany seemed surprised but nodded. He closed his menu knowing what he wanted as I continued to browse through. I wasn't sure what I should take. When the server arrived I felt the need to improvise and to buy myself some time I suggested Germany go first.

"I'll have the Sauerbraten.**" Germany ordered.

Panicked because I didn't want to be the one holding back the order I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"I-I'll have the same thing!" I said in English.

The German waiter looked at Germany oddly and then at me.

"Was?"

I repeated what I said in German this time apologizing for speaking in English. The waiter laughed and told me not to worry about it.

"Hey Germany…" I mumbled as the waiter was leaving.

"Ja?"

"What's Sauerbraten?" I asked a little embarrassed.

Germany smiled and just as he was about to answer, his phone rang. He must have had caller ID because when he looked at the phone, he asked me to excuse him for a minute, the call was important.

I nodded and waited for him to show up watching the German news that was rolling. I didn't understand all of it, however, when I saw the picture of that journalist Prussia assaulted in Paris, I knew more than well what was going on. I got up suddenly, in a panic and looked around frantically.

Would I have to feel this country too? What if the next one wasn't safe? What if I wasn't permitted to leave? What if the next country would deliver me to the French police? What if I was sent to prison?

The more I tried to calm down the more worked up I got. Seeing that no matter how hard I tried, I wouldn't be able to think up a plan, I decided to make a break for it and find Germany's house where Prussia would most likely be. The bastard got me into this mess; he would be the one to get me out.

Just as I was about to leave Germany returned looking a little displeased. Nevertheless, he was quiet and I took advantage of this to anxiously announce my leave. I was already walking towards the exit as I was announcing it.

"I'm sorry about the whole date thing but I need to go and find Prussia." I apologized yet again and ran down the streets.

I didn't know where their home was, but I knew my instinct would guide me there. At least I hope it would.

After thirty minutes of running around like a maniac, I made it to the mansion. I barged in without thinking, startling the house cleaners, and ran through the whole place in a matter of seconds. Prussia was in his room mopping on his bed with Gilbird laying on his stomach.

"You ass hole!" I yelled from the door frame that I was leaning on, out of breath. "The News is talking about what happened in Paris!"

Prussia sat up suddenly, "W-what?" He stuttered, "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure!" I roared, "I need to get out of here before the police find me and stop me from finding the love of my life!"

"Hold on!" Prussia quickly said getting off of his bed and walking towards me. "I have an idea!"

"I'm all ears!" I wheezed.

"All we need to do is make something bigger happen to draw away the attention." Prussia explained as if it were child's play.

"Easier said than done." I criticized.

"I'm not done yet." He barked back, "So we can blow up that statue I made myself when I won the war against Denmark."

"What are you saying!" I snapped. "That's an important monument!"

"Not really." Prussia waved away, "It's mine so I can do whatever I want with it. If I want to blow it up, I'll blow it up."

There was just no arguing with this man. There was no way for me to make him understand how significant this statue was to the Germans and how there was always a rather large crowd surrounding it so blowing it up wouldn't be easy at all.

"I'll take your silence as a 'go ahead Prussia, you're so awesome'," he snickered. I tried saying something but he quickly cut me off by starting to explain his 'awesome' plan, "So that monument is always surrounded by some kind of crowd, but since it's mostly tourists who cares right? Anyways, since you can turn invisible for some reason, I'll give you the explosives and you can plant them. Then we'll have them blow up and we'll be home free."

I was in awe. His plan was abnormally stupid, not to mention insanely dangerous with high risks of causing deaths. I shook my head, there was no way I was going to be held responsible for the death of civilians or tourists, especially since some of them could be my own people.

"No. I won't do it." I refused firmly.

"If you don't do it you'll go to jail." Prussia reminded cruelly.

"So will you!" I cried.

"No, 'cause West won't let that happen, we're brothers," Prussia replied, "As for you, you're not his brother."

I felt my eyes water up, I was in a bind and I didn't like it at all. I thought I could bully Prussia into helping me out but I'm not very intimidating. I couldn't help but cry. All I wanted to do was find someone to love and be loved.

"You ruined everything!" I cried freely without furthermore embarrassment. "All I wanted was to find someone to love but now I'll be hauled away in prison to be butt raped by the other convicts! Why did you need to make me an accomplice!"

"Butt raped?"

"Don't pretend that you don't know what happens in a top security federal prison!" I yelled before storming off.

I needed to get out of this country, I needed to draw the media's attention away from me but not by exploding a very symbolic monument, and I needed to finish this adventure properly.

Prussia called after me as I left the house but I didn't turn back or stop. I didn't want to see him at all anymore, I hated him right now…well hate is a strong word so let's convert it to strongly dislike.

Yea.

I blended in perfectly with the thick crowd in downtown Berlin. Being me, it was only natural that that would occur. I sat on one of the various benches to think of a good strategy to draw the attention away from what happened in Paris.

Nothing came to mind. I sighed deeply almost admitting defeat but the will to find that one person was stronger and wouldn't let me give up without a final fight.

An old woman walked by seeming very tired of walking and I gave her my place forcing me to walk around. I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going and suddenly I bumped into someone.

"Verzeihung…***" I mumbled as I looked up to see who I had bumped into.

I froze.

"I've been looking for you, Canada." Germany sounded annoyed and the smile formed on his lips seemed rather insincere.

"U-uh…"

I was speechless again. Not to mention panicking.

"Mind telling my why my brother and yours are accused of assaulting a Parisian journalist?" He asked.

"W-well what happened was—"

I stopped.

He said my brother. Not you.

Brother.

I was skeptical for a short moment until my memory returned. That night the journalist had said German and American not Canadian. Being the twin of America it was easy to mix us up, and since it seemed like something America would do, it was an added bonus. However it was a bad thing to do…but I knew America would forgive me and take the blame anyways.

"Y-you know America…" I stuttered, "Always one to…assault journalists…"

"Please try to control your brother." Germany sighed and gave me somewhat of a true smile.

I laughed nervously and nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it," Germany waved it off, "But I expect you to teach him a lesson."

"I will," and looked away. I decided to now change the conversation, "Thanks for the meal…even if I didn't eat…but nothing clicked for me. What about you? Are you going to go back to Italy?"

Germany nodded, "Ja," He answered, "I'm sorry to have put you in this position."

Just as I was about to tell him not to worry about it, a booming voice interrupted us along with horrible screams and squeals.

"Damn it! You both say 'sorry' too much!"

I blushed madly as did Germany but he was probably more ashamed than anything. Before us was standing a naked Prussia with Gilbird comfortably sitting on his head.

"W-why…?" I managed to ask covering my eyes.

"Well you wouldn't let me blow up my monument," Prussia explained, "So I went with the next best thing that came to mind."

"Public nudity!" Germany roared, "How shameful! Do you know in what situation this puts me Worldwide! I'm going to have to explain this to everyone and my boss! In addition, what's this about wanting to blow up your monument!"

Germany continued to yell at Prussia and school him for everything he was doing wrong. At a certain point the police showed up to arrest Prussia but Germany told them to leave, that he had everything under control. After all of that we returned home, I was offered to stay the night and showed to computer to book my next flight.

America also called.

"Way to blame me for this crap." He said sarcastically, "England won't believe me when I say it's not me!"

"I'm sorry," I laughed.

"You don't sound sorry at all!" America grumbled but laughed. "So where are you headed after this?"

I thought for a moment.

"I don't know yet…"

* In Canada, the most spoken languages are English, Spanish, French, German and Italian. Of course, I'm not sure if it's their right order or not.

** a German pot roast, usually of beef, marinated before cooking in a mixture of vinegar, water, spices and seasonings. Sauerbraten is traditionally served with red cabbage, potato dumplings, Spätzle, boiled potatoes, or pasta. While many German-style restaurants in America pair potato pancakes with sauerbraten, this is common only in a small part of Germany. (Wiki 1 Me 0)

*** Sorry or Pardon

SO REQUESTING/VOTING IS NOW OPEN AGAIN!

Lol you know the whole American thing that happened in this chapter? Completely forgot about it when I was writting it. I was trying to think of a way to get Canada out of that mess so I figured I should make Prussia do something stupid and it ended with having the angel monument thing blow up xD

I didnt do it cuz I didnt want to offend anyone and then I remembered the whole American thing and I was like: let's make Prussia do something a little less extreme...PUBLIC NUDITY!

HURRAY!

So where does Canada head next chapter? YOU DECIDE! You all have a week until I decide myself so good luck ;p