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Ch.35 Stupid Bavaria.

Bavaria was drunk. Which was a bad thing. Bavaria was always an angry drunk looking for a fight. They had a world conference in Hungary early that day and the German brothers and Austria were staying night at her house. Currently though they were at a club because she rented the whole place for the night and all the other nations were partying with them. Which is why his eyes landed on Norway. His blank face pissed him off. It made his blood boil and he hated his guts. (Fucking hell Bavaria what did Norway ever do to you?)

Norway glanced up when Bavaria was in front of him snarling in anger. Bavaria swayed as he glared down at him. Norway stared up at him from where he was sitting with a blank look on his face. What was Bavaria's problem? Did he do something to anger him. Because he was looking more and more angry by the second.

"Is something wrong Bavaria?"

Then Bavaria's fist slammed into his jaw. His chair toppled and he landed on his back. He looked up at him with wide shocked eyes. Bavaria snarled and kicked him in the face. Norway's nose was bleeding and his lip was busted and pouring blood now. He dodged his next kick by rolling out of the way, then he got to his feet. Bavaria swung at him again and Norway moved to block it. Inside a large hand caught Bavaria's fist. Denmark smiled at Bavaria with a crazy look in his eyes.

"Is there a reason you're attacking my boyfriend Bavaria?"

"His stupid face pisses me off," Bavaria snarled.

"NOTHING IS WRONG WITH HIS FACE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"

"HIS FACE IS ALWAYS BLANK AND IT ANNOYS THE HELL OUT OF ME! HE'S LIKE A BLOCK OF ICE! HE HAS NO FEELINGS AND IT PISSES ME OFF," Bavaria screeched. Norway looked startled a second then went blank again as his eyes averted from Bavaria.

"YOU HURT HIS FEELINGS!"

With that Denmark was beating the hell out of Bavaria. He had to defend Norway's honor like a wonderful boyfriend would do. Denmark my dear friends, is the definition of a wonderful boyfriend. Bavaria screamed in terror as he was getting his ass handed to him. He didn't expect to lose a fight. Too bad Bavaria this is Denmark we are talking about of course you lose.

"GERMANY HELP!"

Germany made it to the scene wondering who was yelling for his help. He noticed it was his shitty older brother and sighed.

'I really don't want to help him right now. He probably deserves it Denmark never fights with anyone unless provoked. Plus, he could probably kick my ass. Bavaria you piece of shit how dare you get me into these situations. Why am I even considering helping you?! You piece of shit I hate you! You're the worst bruder ever! I'm not helping you. That's final," Germany thought to himself.

"GERMANY HELP," Bavaria screeched pitifully looking around for him not knowing he was only a few feet away.

'You piece of shit I hate you,' Germany thought before launching into action and prying Denmark away from Bavaria.

"DENMARK CALM DOWN!"

"HE HURT NORWAY! PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY!"

"BAVARIA ARE YOU STUPID?!"

"GERMANY KEEP ME SAFE!"

"I'M TEMPTED TO LET HIM GO! HOW DARE YOU HURT NORWAY! HE DOESN'T BOTHER ANYONE! HE IS THE DEFINITION OF INNOCENT! YOU PIECE OF SHIT IF HE GETS AWAY FROM ME I'M NOT HELPING YOU!"

Bavaria ran away in response and Germany hit the floor grappling with Denmark trying to calm him down. He screamed when the ax came out of nowhere.

"PRUSSIA," Germany screamed in fear. Prussia appeared in two seconds flat and took the ax away then helped Germany pin Denmark to the floor.

"Why are you fighting with Denmark?"

"I wasn't! Bavaria is drunk off his ass and pissed him off! He hurt Norway!"

"IS HE SUICIDAL OR IS HE FUCKING STUPID?!"

"STUPID!"

"GET OFF ME SO I CAN KILL YOUR BROTHER!"

"NEIN! HE'S A PIECE OF SHIT BUT WE'LL GET INTROUBLE IF WE LET YOU KILL HIM! SAXONY IS A SCARY MOTHER FUCKER WHEN MAD AND I'M NOT PUTTING UP WITH THAT BULL SHIT! SO NOW THAT IT'S CLEAR WE AREN'T LETTING YOU GO YOU NEED TO CALM YOUR ASS DOWN," Germany and Prussia screamed at the exact same time.

"Dude you two are freaky," Denmark said amazed at how they did that.

"Shut up," Germany said smacking him.

"Where did that piece of shit even go?"

"I have no idea."

To where the piece of shit…..I mean Bavaria….To wherever he is!

Saxony frowned taking care of his brother's wounds. He had run to him drunk crying and beaten to a pulp. Which made him and Hesse take him to Hungary's house and doctor him up. Hesse stroked his hair as he kept drunk crying.

"Bavaria who did this to you?"

"Denmark."

"Why?!"

"I hurt Norway."

"You're an idiot," Saxony said bluntly earning a whine in response.

Twenty minutes later Germany and Prussia came home.

"Hey Bavaria might be dead somewhere. Just letting you guys know ahead of time so you won't get mad at us later for not telling you."

"Shut up Prussia. He's right here."

"That piece of shit is lucky I helped him," Germany growled.

"Well I am grateful you did and I'm sure he will be tomorrow."

"Danke Hesse that means so much," Germany said sarcastically.

"Hey! I was being nice!"

"Don't care. I'm going to bed. Night."

"I am too," Prussia said tiredly.

The two went to their guest rooms and went to bed. Saxony and Hesse stayed up most of the night taking care of Bavaria. The next morning though they were all teasing him mercilessly as he laid in bed with his two broken legs and bruised up body. How he ran on those last night they will never know. Bavaria glared at them then had to call Norway and apologize. He really did feel bad about what he had done. After apologizing he went back to sleep. He gave a snort of amusement when he was drifting off when he realized his baby brother was tucked under his arm snuggling close. Germany loved his stupid big brother sometimes. So sometimes he did cuddle with him like he would with Prussia.

Prussia loomed over Bavaria's bed threateningly. How dare he cuddle with his baby brother. Yes, Prussia did get jealous when his older brothers cuddled with Germany. Prussia was a possessive little shit and that would never change. He's a loud to be though. He did after all, raise Germany. Prussia sneakily stole his sleeping baby brother from his sleeping older brother's arms without waking the two and took him to his bed and cuddled with him. Saxony wouldn't stop laughing. He had seen him steal Germany. Prussia was too cute sometimes. Especially when it came to his possessiveness over Germany.

Done! Hope you guys liked it! This chapter was inspired by this review. XD Did you guys like Germany's rant in his mind? End the end he was a good little brother and still saved him. He couldn't resist his pleas for help. Bavaria hope you learned a lesson. Do not fuck with Norway or Denmark will kill you. Or try to at least.

Hey how about Bavaria getting badly wounded in some sort of fight and the others have to rescue him and help him heal.

I couldn't think of any reason of why he would beat up. I kept thinking of a reason then this came to mind after two days of thinking. So he gets saved by his two little brothers and taken care of by his two big brothers. Because he pissed off an overprotective boyfriend. XD Seems legit enough to be a good reason. Hope you liked it!