Hey guys. Sorry! I've been piled on with homework and I just found out I have the best history teacher evah! He knows about sealand and shit like that. I still laugh in that class though. So, just to inform you, there isn't much left and soon I'm starting a new series. I hope you guys will read it too and just a hint: It's Prussia!
I rolled over and waited for the door to burst open. And on cue, it did. Every morning since I had gotten here Prussia had burst into my room and woke me up so I could train with them. My muscles ached and I felt like kicking someone's ass if I had to do anymore. I now knew his schedule so I would be ready for this.
Prussia's foot broke my door open and I lifted the earmuffs to my ears. He stared at me strangely until I pulled out a foghorn. I pressed it and it was still pretty loud. Gilbert fell backwards and tumbled down the stairs. I slipped the horn back under my pillow and turned over. I kept the earmuffs on because I knew the bastard would be back.
A hand lay on my shoulder. I looked up to Germany who sighed.
"Must you?" he asked, irritated.
"He woke me up from a very nice dream." I said and turned back over. "I have gotten up at the crack of dawn for the past three weeks and trained until dinner. I am getting a fucking break." He sighed and I heard Prussia come back into the room.
"Come on, you need to fit and shit. If not you could get attacked." He said. I shot up in bed, startling them.
"By who? You are the only danger here. I haven't gotten any sleep and I am fucking tired so if you don't go back down those stairs and train on your own I will take Russia's iron pipe and shove it up your fucking ass! Do you hear me?" They stared at me.
"Have fun with that," said Gilbert, descending the stairs two at a time. Germany sighed.
"You will get up tomorrow, though. We have to be on our toes. I can't have another Italy running around and getting us into trouble." The country mumbled, following his older brother downstairs. I really hated mornings.
Later I walked downstairs and Prussia was on the phone yelling at someone. Germany was rubbing his temples.
"Who is he screaming at?" I asked.
Ludwig shifted is eyes to me and pointed to the phone receiver. "It's for you."
I snatched the phone from Prussia.
"Hello?" there was a crackling silence on the other end for a minute. "Hello? If there isn't anyone there I'm hanging up."
"No! Don't!" I blinked.
"America? Why are you up this early?" I asked with surprise.
Silence. "August, it's almost two in the afternoon." I looked at my watch.
"Oh,"
"So, how are you doing? Is everything okay? They aren't causing you any trouble are they, because I'll kick that empire's ass for you." I laughed.
"America, it's okay. Prussia's just being a douche again."
A 'hey!' escaped from the kitchen followed by an 'ow'.
"I can't wait to see you again. I've been looking forward to seeing you next month. But, it's too far away for my liking, that's for sure. Anyway, I really miss you babe. The wait is driving me insane! Why did you have to be so sexy!" I shook my head.
"Just one more month, hon. You can wait."
"But – "
"You can wait Alfie. It's going to be okay. Just think of what we can do next time. More dates, and trips. But you have to wait."
I could hear his anger, frustration and impatience in the one sentence: "And?"
"And what?" he sighed.
"Never mind."
I was very confused. "What? What is it? Tell me hon." There was another silence before I heard him clear his throat. "It's noting. Just a thought."
Gilbert started laughing and I could hear it through the line.
"GILBERT, YOU SON OF A BITCH IF YOU DON'T GET OFF THE OTHER LANDLINE I WILL CALL HUNGARY AND YOU DIE BY A FUCKING FRYING PAN. THAT IS NOT AWESOME!"
The other line hung up and America was hysterical.
"Dude, I have one queston to ask you babe." I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"What?"
"Are you on your period?" I irked.
"Listen, I'll talk to you later when I'm not trying to kill people and you aren't as retarted."
"Alright. I love you, babe." Hearing that sent a happy feeling flooding through me. I watched the bright day outside.
"I love you too." He hesitated a minute before the receiver clicked and I set down the phone.
Prussia was sitting with West at the table and I sat across from them.
"So, how are you and your 'lover' doing? Is he going to come to your rescue on his white steed or has the weirdo gotten too fat to even mount the poor thing?" Prussia snickered. I sighed and glared at him.
"I have the foghorn in keychain size. Don't make me use it." The empire got quiet.
"Is your relationship doing well?" Germany asked me. I stirred my coffee and looked up at him.
"Well, it hasn't been easy with the distance, but we're going to make it work." Prussia threw a sugar cube at my head that plopped into my coffee. I stared at it, then looked up at Prussia. He was smug.
I stirred it. "Thanks." Gilbert frowned and I watched Germany hit him, Prussia lunge and totally miss Ludwig. I grinned and shook my head.
There was a knock at the door and I opened it. Italy smiled stupidly at me.
"Is Germany here?" he asked. I nodded.
"Ludwig, your boyfriend is at the door. Should I send him to your room or have him take you to his house instead." The broad country blushed madly before walking up to the door and walking outside. He pulled the door closed behind him.
Prussia and I started laughing loudly. I high fived him and sprawled out on the couch. A minute later Germany walked back in.
"Um, we're going out for a while. But, um, there's a package out here for you, August." I got up and walked outside. There was a large box outside with a label that said: To Babe From your HERO. I smiled and hauled it inside. I opened the package and grinned.
Inside were six little boxes of funny bones, a prescription bottle of my medication and a smaller version of his bomber jacket. I picked it up and on the front were the initials AR+AJ and on the back in a dark blue stitching was ALFRED'S GIRL. I smiled and showed it to Prussia.
"Look!" I was jumping up and down and he stared. "He's so thoughtful." I hugged it to my chest and chibi smiled, burying my face into the jacket. His scent was still there. Prussia gagged and I threw my pills at him.
"Ow! What the fuck?" he picked up the bottle and read it. Ooo, bad idea. "Why does this prescription have your name on it?" I gulped.
"Um, I have anemia. And I haven't needed the pills in a while." I grabbed them. "I guess he's just worried is all," the thought sent chills down my spine. He actually cares for me that much.
Gilbert sighed. "So, is that why his motorcycle is outside?"
Mwuahahaha! So, I spent some time on this. I hope you like it. And review! I need you to pleeeeeeeease!
