A/N so this is the last of it, you guys are officially all caught up. I have nothing else typed yet. I still need a Beta *hint hint*
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Queen Umbugartus - *hits the ground* glad to see you care! Yes, his excuse is good, and it needs to be so that it shows that he has somewhat of a soul.
oh warning really long authors note at the end.
Hungary seemed to be the only one who remembered about the chest. The chest that was currently hidden behind the couch in the conjoining room.
"Guys?" she started hesitantly, the grim silence in the room seemed almost oppressive "don't you think we should look through the chest?" at this Italy perked up.
"Chest? What chest? Is it a treasure chest?"
Prussia was already walking over to it, so Austria decided to answer this question
"Prussia was going to explain to us more of what happened in the 'lost years' as we like to call them, the time where he and Germany dropped completely off the radar"
Prussia set the chest down with a thunk.
"Yeah, you were here for part of them, but the majority of the time, when the incidence happened you were… otherwise occupied. Then you left" Pussia continued. Italy started to tear up a bit, distressed that he wasn't there when Germany needed him to be.
"But there was nothing you could have done" reassured Hungary noting the wet eyes. Prussia grasped the lid of the chest again, firmly and started it on its upward journey once again.
DING DONG. The sound vibrated through the Spaniards open house. Spain jerked out of his thoughts. Dropping the tomato on the counter he went towards the door. Maybe this time it would be Lovi~! He tore the door open again
"Lovi~!"
"Tch what took you so long tomato #$%^&*"
Needless to say Spain was thrilled even if he was being insulted. Romano pushed past him into the house heading for the kitchen.
"Romano will you help me harvest the tomatoes this year?"
Romano tched again, snagging the tomato Spain had dropped on the counter and taking a bite.
"Fine #$%^&* but you owe me tomatoes"
"Of course Lovi~" ("Don't call me that!") "Let's go!" Spain grabbed the hand not holding the tomato and pulled Romano outside. Yes the room was sound proof, but it was much better to be safe than sorry.
The chest was finally open all the way. It was a major pain though, in Prussia's opinion, because the hinges had rusted part way, causing them to have to try and force it open.
"Well the good news is the chest is open" said Hungary. Austria sniffed
"But we may never be able to get it shut again"
"Oh well" responded Prussia carelessly "if we need to we can just put the stuff in a new chest"
He started digging through the numerous documents piled in the chest. He grew impatient after a moment and started pulling things out and setting them on the table. First thing that came up was a flag "Not sure why West didn't burn that."
Austria glanced at it "I suppose because he wants to remember so that it never happens again."
Prussia gave a bitter laugh "And I suppose the other countries don't give him enough grief about it already?" there was no answer to that documents, official orders, statistics, requests, he pulled it all out of the chest.
"You know" Hungary said offhandedly "The Allies would have loved to get their hands on these during the trial."
"I know, and this isn't even the worst of it, that's in the other chest" Prussia stated "And I also plan to make sure that they don't get a hold of these" he shifted a few more documents aside. "Here it is, why did West have to cram it all the way in the bottom?"
Prussia pulled out a stack of documents and a folder full of photographs. The calm was shattered once again with DING DONG knock knock knock. The countries gathered around the table froze, looked at each other, down at the documents then back at each other. #$%^&* was the word in everyone's mind. DING DONG.
America stood outside of Germany's house. He wanted to see if he was okay. Quite frankly, it was super unfair for everyone to keep making a big deal about, well everything. Why he couldn't just do this over the phone? He wasn't really sure actually, it was more of a feeling. Did that mean he had hero senses? This, while it excited him, was pushed to the back of his mind for now. With no more hesitation he reached up and rang the doorbell then knocked for good measure. There was no response. A frown creased his face for a second, maybe he didn't hear him? He rang the doorbell again. There had to be at least Prussia home considering the fact that his car was sitting in the driveway. Finally he could here footsteps walking towards the door. The steps paused, it was the longest minuet ever, and then the locks in the door turned and the door started to open.
A/N and we bring in America! Why? I'm not really sure, I just felt like he needed to be there. Yes I know you hate me because of the cliffy, I would hate me too. Except I have a vague, well more than vague idea of how this going to go, so yeah. So now you will be getting the updates as soon as I write them! Yeah, ummmmm. OH right! I realize I have been forgetting to put a disclaimer! But seriously guys come on. if I owned Hetalia, don't you think this would be its own little arc in the show/manga?
A shout out to all of those affected by the Boston Marathon Bombing, My sincerest condolences, why people want to hurt people to that degree is beyond me.