The instant I stepped foot on Scottish soil, my men were attacked. I gave orders to "Fire!" while I quickly taught Sealand how the trigger worked and how to aim, telling him to keep both eyes open. I took out my hand gun to shoot at the Scottish soldiers.
Soon Sealand seemed he had it down, aiming and firing. So I started whispering in his ear who to shoot and who not to shoot. I didn't want him firing on my men, or the civilians. I noticed a bit far off in the distance that Scotland was headed toward the battle, shooting atop his horse at my men.
I used my body as a shield to block attacks on Sealand, this was his first battle, he didn't need the wounds that came with it. Otherwise he might decide he's okay with being England's sea boy. As the battle commenced, Scotland got closer until he noticed who he was under attack by. His gaze landed on Sealand, behind me.
"What are you doing?" He demanded.
"Just here to pick a fight." I replied.
"Not you, Sealand! Does England know you're here?" He demanded. "Did he plan this?"
"England has nothing to do with this!" I shouted. Sealand clung to my coat.
"I think I'm in trouble!" He whispered. Scotland pointed his gun right at me, I narrowed my eyes, and my men pointed their guns at him. His men pointed their guns at my men. I pointed my gun at Scotland.
"I am not talking to you. I am talking to Sealand. I am talking to Peter. One more peep from you and I shoot." I glared at him and he returned the glare.
"I'm playing with Prussia." He whispered.
"Speak up! I can't hear you!" Scotland demanded.
"Back to the ship!" I shouted, and quickly my ship started shooting the cannons and my men rushed on board. I picked up Sealand and ran on board, shooting behind me at the Scotsmen. Then we quickly shoved off, still firing the cannons and I aimed at those who dared to try to follow and shot at them.
"Prussia. I'm sorry our first battle went horribly." I shook my head.
"I should have known better than to attack Scotland with you. I should have known this would be how it happened."
"You do realize Scotland's going to tell England? And England will be mad?"
"And then England will have to find you." Actually he'll probably tell Germany. "Let's go on vacation!" I cheered. "To America!"
"Why? I thought you hated America."
"Our relationship is complicated. We'll ask America to help teach you some cool stuff."
"But aren't America and England friends?"
"Do you not want to go to America?"
"I wanna go to Prussia." I frowned.
"But if we go there, Germany will have an eye on us."
"Why?"
"He'll send you back once he gets word from England about what happened."
"You're helping me stand up to England, I'll help you stand up to Germany!" I frowned.
"I don't need to stand up to mein kleiner Bruder! He knows who's in charge!" I turned to my men. "Let's go home!" I demanded. They cheered and we changed course from America to Prussia. This was going to be exciting, and I'd be proving my words to Sealand instead of just trying to teach him… I won't be being a hypocrite.