Selam, my readers!

So, this chapter follows Mari again as she struggles to stay sane when faced with one of the worst positions you can be in; locked in a cell with a perv, a France, and an idiot (Prussia, France, and America).

What will she do when France tries to kiss her?... Well, it's actually pretty obvious. B (

Anyway, enjoy~!

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As soon as the heavy steel door shut, I ran up to it, shaking on the bars. "Damn it, America!" I yelled at the spacey country, turning "Now I'm trapped in here with France!" The Frenchman laughed nervously, probably still in pain from my boot in his face.

"Don't worry," Prussia soothed, which was odd for the cocky nation "We'll be fine. Just calm down, Mari." Just as I was starting to calm down, America just had to talk. "So, who're you?" He asked, pointing at me.

I glared at him. "It's rude to point." I snapped "I'm Mariotte Summers. Just call me Mari." Prussia walked over and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Yeah, Mari and her friends know this place a hell of a lot better than we do!" He laughed as I squirmed away awkwardly, accidentally bumping into France, who smiled creepily.

"Get. Away. From. Me." I growled through gritted teeth. France only pulled me closer, so I pulled away, twisting and driving my clenched fist into his stomach. The pervert doubled over and I walked over to sulk in a dark corner. I guess the way I keep refusing to let France be France around me is what drove him to keep it up.

I looked back over to where America was helping France up, and Prussia was laughing his ass off. I let myself smile a bit, looking at Prussia. It was weird. I never thought that someone like him could listen to my story so easily. There was also something about the Prussian's face. His stupid smirk pissed me off, but when he just smiled…

I shook my head to clear those thoughts out of my head, but the remained there anyway. "Damn it…" I whispered to myself. What was I thinking? Being around the ex nation couldn't be a good idea! He was a member of the notorious Bad Touch Trio, and was known for being a 'Bad Boy'!

My favorite Hetalia character had always been Turkey, because my cosplay character was the Ottoman Empire back home. But, for some reason, Prussia seemed more appealing at the moment. Maybe because I got to see the bad boy's sweet side? I don't know for sure, but that was probably it.

I reached into my bag, pulling my laptop out. Maybe I could reach the internet here? Who knows? I turned it on and checked the little satellite bar at the bottom. One bar. Well, this is the part that being a freaking geek comes in handy. I stuffed my hand into my bag again and pulled out a small black electronic.

"What's that?" I looked up to see that Prussia had walked over, smiling. "This is a portable Wi-Fi." I told him, clicking the machine on. The Prussian's jaw dropped. "You had that the whole time and wouldn't turn it on so that we can work our fucking phones!" I rolled my eyes.

"No, idiot. I didn't turn it on, because it's fucking broken and won't work for a God damn cell phone! Just shut up! I'm going to try an email, is that okay?" That shut him up. Prussia closed his mouth slowly and nodded, backing away. America and Francy-pants were staring at me, wide eyed as I typed at about a hundred miles an hour.

I let my hands fly across the keys, whipping the dust into the air in a tiny tornado around me. "Here, I'm done." America's lower jaw almost touched the floor, it was so low. "That freakin' fast? Dude, whad'ya type?" I held the laptop up so he could see the message.

"Aja,

I know you brought your laptop as well, so you should get this message. Use the My-Fi I put in your bag to get onto YouTube. Also, have Xenzik send an email to her parents. I don't know if it'll work since we're in an alternate universe to our own, but just try it, kay? Oh, another thing. We're down in the cell. Watch the video where Prussia disappears and try not to mess up the story. Let's see, what else did I need to tell you…? Oh yeah! Why the hell'd you tell Prussia about the video game thing! Because of that, I had to tell him what happened to me as a kid! Just for that, you have to tell him about you!

Thanks, and screw you.

~Otto-Chan. 3"

America straightened back up and laughed nervously. "Heh, well that works…" I nodded and sent the email. I hoped desperately that Aja would get it. I needed to know what to do next, but I couldn't look at the walkthroughs while I was with these three. "What now?" France asked.

I glared at him "We wait, dumbass."

A few minutes later, my laptop made a chiming noise. A reply from Aja. I opened the message, anxious to see what she'd written.

"I'm not telling that idiot anything, and you can't make me! Anyways… Yeah, I'll watch it. You're lucky the router's working. Zik sent an email to her parents. Somethin' about not being able to see them in a while. Looks like we'll be down to rescue you guys after… We go to the white piano room… Gee, this'll take a while. Have a relaxing time with 2/3 of the Bad Touch Trio and the idiot!

Your welcome, and screw you.

Aja."

"Lovely." I sighed heavily. "Looks like I'm stuck with you guys for a long time…" I slammed the laptop closed, and stood up. "You guys can use that as long as you don't break it." I walked over to the bars, staring longingly at the door that led to the hallway. I was so focused on the door, that I didn't notice Prussia walk over to stand next to me.

"Don't worry." He repeated. "We'll be fine, Mari." Prussia wrapped an arm around my shoulder, and I let him. His arm was strong and warm. It was comforting to have. I would make it through. I would be fine.

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Well, crappy ending, short chapter… Not my best. But I got some Prussia love in! Who doesn't love fluff? Seriously? Okay, so if anyone is reading Aja's POV by Himiwari-Chan, and your confused about the way that we both seem to have different views on Prussia, don't be. Wari-Chan hates Prussia and thinks he's an annoying bastard, but I absolutely adore him~!

Thanks for reading, and please review!

~Otto-Chan