Warning, probably historically inaccurate, but ya know, Onee-chan doesn't really care much~

Onee-chan: hello people that take the time out of their day to read my insane rants. Right now I'm watching a European, well actually Danish TV series about the Danish mafia && such. It's pretty good, but I perfer my Danish cop show. But most of all I love my Polish mafia series~ Well anyway I'm feelin' fat again cause I'm just shoving ice cream down my throat cause I finally got an antivirus program on my laptop, but then my computer (affectionately called mother-computer/mothership) decided to flip on my mom, and currently the only account you can always log on is mine, and somehow, she expects me to fix it, but i can't but whatever. Ice cream is wayyyy better. Now please tell me why im actually not fat, i blame/thank my crazy polish metabolism. *drools at the thought of owning real cosplay* yup, random XD

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Prussia sat next to England's cot in the medical tent. He had dragged the Brit to the tent as fast as he could. The doctors took out the bullet and bandaged Iggy's shoulder. But the blond was currently unconscious.

"Iggy...Wake up...Please..." Gilbert kept repeating, holding Arthur's hand, scared that he would never again see him smile. England's boss had decided that they were going to retreat, which Prussia was unhappy about. But the Prussian understood that England was absolutely in no shape to fight anymore.

"Gil...bert..." England muttered, slowly opening his eyes.

"The awesome me is here! Don't worry!" Then after a short pause, Gilbert added, "Do you feel okay?"

"Yeah. Kinda sore, but it will be alright soon." Arthur said, closing his eyes and turning his head sideways on the pillow.

"Well, you gotta eat, so the awesome one will get you some food." Gilbert said, rising to get some food.

"No!...Please stay..." England said softly. Prussia sat down again and looked into his deep green eyes, as if expecting an explanation why. "I...I don't...want to be alone..." Iggy continued softly.

"Okay." Prussia said, then hesitantly asked, "England...do you really love me?"

"Yes. I love you Prussia." England said, then pulled down Prussia by his shirt and kissed him. Surprisingly, Prussia pulled away, and left England with a hurt face.

"I love you too, England. But right now, you got to eat some soup." Prussia said, concerned about England's health, and called to a free nurse to get some soup. England smiled at the Prussian's concern.

"Here's Mr. Kirkland's soup. Do you want to feed him or should I?" The nurse asked, with the warm soup in hand.

"I'll feed him!" Gilbert said with a smirk, while taking the soup. He waited until she left before turning to Iggy and saying, "Open wide~"

"Why must you do this you bloody wanker-" Arthur got cut off by a spoon of warm soup being shoved in his mouth, not wasting food, he swallowed.

"But I'm your bloody wanker." Gilbert said, smiling.

"That you are." England said, and then continued on, Prussia slowly feeding England some soup. After England ate all of his soup, Prussia picked him up, bridal style, with England blushing and stammering, to the ship. Once they got on the ship, Prussia said good-bye to Canada because England forgot again, then they left for England.

Some time later~

"You're like, happy together, right?" Poland said, still covered in bandages, to Prussia.

"Yeah. Why?" Prussia said, looking at his prisoner that he was driving to Austria because he was sick of him.

"You do know, I liked helped him realize you loved him." Poland said, smirking.

"I hate it when you're like this, you know that?" Prussia said, tiredly, and rolling his eyes.

"I'm doing it for a reason, duh. It's gonna be way better at Austria's house." the small blond responded.

"I might as well drive you to Russia instead." The Albino threatened.

"I know you totally won't do that 'cause Russia will totally make you become one with him." Poland said, then shudder at his memories of that.

"Where were you?" A worried Brit asked Gilbert. He was sitting on the couch reading a book when the Albino walked in.

"Sending Poland off to Austria. He was too much of a bother." Prussia explained, then got himself a beer and sat down.

"I love you Prussia." England said with a smile.

"I love you too." Prussia said, then caught the blond's lips with his own. Which progressed into M-rated material we/I will not write

A few hundred years later, actually just two hundred~

England was at a World Conference, Prussia had come just for the hell of it. The Brit ignored America's yells about how he was the hero, and started drawing a certain albino. He didn't have to look or anything. After all these years he had memorize the whole Prussian's body, even it's scars. (a/n, sounds pervy much? oh why must i ruin good moments~)

"That is an awesome drawing of the awesome one." Arthur heard a whisper by his ear and smiled, it was Prussia.

"Why yes it is." Iggy responded.

"Would you let the awesome one come to your house later?" Gilbert whispered in a husky voice, he took the blush that was on the Brit's face as a yes.

Onee-chan: WOOOOO~~~ Finally done~ so much procratination options lately~ well anyway its like 11:30pm, and my neighbors are still in their hot tub for some reason -.-' Anyway me and my buddy (Not Falke, even tho she's in on this) are gonna try to make CMVs, aka Cosplay Music Videos. The one problem, no cosplays are available. so we plan on making them, how? idk, but we'll manage, somehow... Anyway to explain why Poland showed up, again, other than me just wanting to, was because back then, Poland was occupied by Prussia, Austria, and Russia. Because I believe Poland has a dark/serious side, Prussia got sick of him and decided to dump the responsibility on Austria. According to people, the best place to live back then was in the Austrian occupied part. Thats what i heard anyway.

/The End~ (finally)\