The next morning, Prussia was walking around town because he was kicked out of the house by his younger, more mature brother, Germany. It was trouble-some. Prussia really didn't feel like doing anything today, unless it involved Canada, but he knew that wasn't going to happen.
Suddenly, Prussia was tackled from behind. He wasn't alarmed, he knew exactly who it was. It was his friend Spain, or also known as Antonio Fernandez. "Hola, Gilly!"
"You know I hate it when you call me that!"
"Bonjour, Gills." His friend France, also known as Francois Bonnefoy, sat on Spain, who was laying on top of Prussia.
"I hate you guys," Prussia said, "I really, really do sometimes."
"Aw, Prussia, we love you, too!" The Spanish man on top of him exclaimed.
"You're an idiot," said the albino.
"So, mon amie, have you found love yet?" France asked.
"That's none of your business, frog!" The Prussian yelled loudly, face heating up.
"Oh, hon hon, so there is someone! What's his name?" The Frenchman poked Prussia.
Prussia pushed France and Spain off of him. "I'm too awesome for love."
Spain whined, "Aw, Gilly! You're no fun!"
"I have somewhere I need to be," Prussia turned his back on them, and started walking away, "Bye. And don't you fucking dare follow me!"
It took a lot of convincing, and violence for Prussia to finally get France and Spain from following him. So, he was finally at home in his room, isolated from the rest of the world. All Prussia wanted was to be alone so he could think. He was still sorting out his feelings for Canada. Did he actually like Canada? Yes. Did he want to date him? Yes. Did he think Canada returned his feelings? Not really… But he hoped so. He really hoped so. That would be so awesome. Almost as awesome as himself.
Prussia's thoughts were interrupted by Gilbird tweeting from his cage. He, then, went over to the cage, and let Gilbird out. "Gilbird… I think I'm falling in love. It's kind of really awesome." Gilbird answered with three soft tweets. Prussia went to his window, and opened it so that Gilbird could roam around outside, he flew out.
Then, Prussia went over to his bed, and sat down. And started thinking of Canada again. Maybe I should try calling him… But I'm just so un-awesomely nervous to… God, why does this have to be so hard?
Prussia let out a loud groan, and yelled, "Forget love being awesome! It is totally un-awesome!" As he yelled this, he fell back on his bed, facing up at his ceiling.
There was a knock on his door, followed by his younger brother's voice, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm totally awesome right now. Just go away, and leave me alone so that I can bask in my own awesomeness in silence." The Prussian answered.
He heard Germany walk away from his door quietly, and he didn't bother him for the rest of the day. And therefore, Prussia was left alone with Gilbird roaming around who knows where, while he was deep in thought about his little Canadian friend.
I tried to make this one longer... I think I failed... I just couldn't think of anything else I could possibly add into this chapter. So yeah, sorry! Hope you like it, though.