I woke up, groggy. I looked around, confused. Where was I? I sat up and then remembered what happened the last time I remember being awake. I was drinking with Rome… we were talking about children… Gilbert… I stood up and walked around, looking for someone. When I did, I asked them what time it is.

"At best guess, sir, I would have to say three in the evening."

"Is it still Tuesday?"

"Sorry sir, but it's Monday." Monday?!

"That bastard drugged me!" He screamed.

"Don't yell at me!" He cowered. I ran to get my horse. He'd done as he said he would. He went after Gilbert!

…

I sat up, rubbing my eyes. "Awww, he's awake!" One of the men said, smiling. I ignored them. I stood up and wobbled. I hadn't had food in a while and I felt very hungry but I'm beginning to question if this is going to work. When I wobbled I was quickly picked up and the bastard cradled me as we went to the kitchen.

"What would you like for breakfast? You can have your pick." He said. I smiled.

"Eggs, wurst, and beer." Like Vati. They quickly got to work on cooking breakfast. I laid my spinning head down on his chest. I didn't feel very well. I knew I would have to finally eat. I was sat on the table as they handed me hundreds of plates of the food I requested. I smiled. That's very nice of these jerks. Even if they did take me away from Vati.

"Is it to your liking Gilbert?" I nodded and picked up food and stuffed it in my mouth like Rome and Vati did when they got together. They all cheered as I finally ate something. They quickly made more as I finished off plates. I wanted to do it like the Romans!

I tried to pick up the big cup but it weighed too much. So I tried different ways of getting it in my mouth but all I managed to do was spill it all over me. They chuckled, ruffled my hair, before giving me small glass of beer. I took it and drained it, trying to get the spice from the food out of my mouth. This was actually enjoyable.

When I finished breakfast I was picked up and carried to the bathtub. They took off my shirt and quickly started bathing me. I was dried off before placed in another shirt and they quickly headed off. Being a nomad sucks! I want a home! However today was interesting when there was a war cry and people on horses charged toward us. I watched in terror and hid my face in the chest of the man who was carrying me right now.

"Give Prussia back!" Rome shouted. I looked up, smiling. Was it really Rome? The man who was carrying me, quickly fled as most of the people who had weapons tried to hold off Rome. Everybody else fled, hoping Rome didn't follow.

I rested my chin on the man's shoulder to watch what was going on but they quickly put me in a position that I couldn't see. I was back to being cradled. I may be small but I am no child! Bastard! "Don't worry, Gilbert." He whispered. "You'll be safe, I promise." I won't be safe until I'm with Rome! I felt my bottom lip quivering and soon I had tears falling down my face.

"I wanna go back." I cried. He kissed my forehead.

"Shush, child. It'll be okay."

A while later we were walking by the river. I smiled.

"Can we play in the water?" I asked.

"Sure." He set me on my feet and I ran to the river, happy to play. Maybe if I distract them long enough, Rome or Germania can get here and rescue me!

…

I was running my army to try and beat Rome to Prussia. However I met Rome's army coming back, looking sullen. I stopped running. As did my army. I galloped up to Rome. "What happened?!" I demanded.

"They a got away with a Prussia." He said, depressed.

"Good." I said firmly. "I told you not to go chasing after silly dreams like returning Prussia home! You idiot!" I yelled at him.

"Don't a worry. I sent a letter to a group of knights who a claim to be able to defeat any enemy. I could a have defeated them… if I a hadn't done an awfully cool war a cry." He complained. "How could I a resist though? It would a have been such an epic a battle. Of course I a won but a still."

"You sent word?" I sighed. "If Gilbert comes back because of you, I will make you pay!" I can't go through the whole thing again. I shook my head. "I'm going home Rome." I said, frowning at him.

"I will a see you a later, my friend."

…

I was being carried again. I didn't care that I was being cradled again. I was tired. Playing in the water had worn me out. I'd plaid in there so long my fingers got pruney. I cuddled up against his chest and closed my eyes.

"Awww." They collectively let out as I yawned before going to sleep.