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Chapter 4
"Hey Romano, the awesome me has come to take over for you," Prussia proclaimed as he carried a tray with food for the prisoner. He found Romano sitting outside of the room, on the opposite side of the hall, staring at the door as if at any moment a monster would come through it.
"About fucking time you got here! I thought I was going to die!" Romano complained before he rushed as far away from the room as possible. Curious about what this was about, Prussia cautiously opened the door and looked inside, only to find that the prisoner was fast asleep on the bed.
"Sheesh, what's so unawesome about that guy to freak out over watching someone sleep?" Prussia asked aloud. Sometimes he just could not understand the Italian brothers. A fleeting thought went by, causing Prussia to place the food down on a small table and walked closer to the bed to make sure that the prisoner was in fact asleep.
The boy seemed to be peacefully asleep, a calm look on his face. He could not help but find it odd that their prisoner seemed so relaxed with the role. Prussia then watched as the boy's nose twitched slightly, followed by the prisoner's eyes to slowly open. He lazily looked up at Prussia and asked, "Is it dinner time already?"
"Ya. Were you just unawesomely sleeping this entire time?" Prussia asked only to then get out of the way as the prisoner flopped his body into a standing position then walked to the table. Canada nodded to this as he looked over the simple meal of bread and sausage that Prussia brought for him.
"Then what was Romano freaking out about?" Prussia asked.
Canada shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed a slice of bread and answered, "He did act sort of strange when he put me in here. Apparently he did not like our conversation earlier today."
Prussia nodded his head to this as he watched the nation eat the simple meal. Soon the meal was gone, and Canada gave out a yawn. Prussia was not too surprised by all of this, since when a nation was hurt like Canada was they require a lot of food and sleep to fully recover. Finished with the meal, Canada sat on the bed, looked up to Prussia, and asked, "So are you going to stay in here or in the hallway?"
"I can't watch you to my full awesome potential if there is a door in the way," Prussia answered as he sat in the only chair in the room. Canada looked down slightly to this then commented, "It's not like I can go anywhere but through the door."
"And it's not like it should be that big an issue for someone as awesome as me to stay here. After all, we're both boys and you look like you're just going to pass out again," Prussia retorted.
Canada pouted slightly at this and mumbled out, "It's just weird having someone I don't know watch me in my sleep."
Prussia shrugged at this and stared blankly at the wall as Canada curled up and fell back asleep on the bed. Once he was sure that Canada was asleep, Prussia took a pad of paper and pen from a pocket and started to make a list.
The list was of everything that he could remember about America; both his looks and his personality. While he did fully believe the story Canada gave them, he could not help but feel an obligation to make sure. He knew that he was at a slight disadvantage with this, however, since he knew next to nothing about Canada. So instead he decided to check with his list for anything that would differ or obviously match America.
Looks wise, the person asleep pretty much matched what he remembered of America, and he remembered hearing in the past from France that Canada looked almost exactly like America. He did not get too much farther than this, however, and found himself staring intently at the boy instead.
A knock on the door pulled Prussia from his thoughts, causing him to first check that Canada was still asleep then went to the door. Upon seeing that Germany was the one who knocked, Prussia asked, "What's up, any news on if the Allies want him back."
"I decided to wait until tomorrow to send the message. As it is, I got a question from my boss. He wants us to be absolutely sure that the person is this nobody Canada and not America before any trades are set up."
Prussia understood this. If they had in fact captured America, then it would be a lot more significant than if the person was in fact Canada. But he had spent the last hour trying to determine how they could tell for sure and he was still at a loss for how to tell.
"Which one do you think it is?" Prussia decided to ask.
"I'm not sure. He is an opponent, so I feel I should not simply believe everything he says blindly. He may in truth be this Canada person and simply act like how I would imagine America to because of how close they are. At the same time, it really could be America who is simply playing some childish prank to get out of trouble. Both answers seem equally plausible to me. What do you think?" Germany answered then asked.
"Your brain must be picking up mine's awesome ideas, because that is what I was thinking also. But in this case, since I can't be sure I'm simply going to go with my gut. And my gut is telling me that the prisoner was telling the truth."
"I see, and no offense, but trusting your instinct is not the most scientific or accurate way to tell something."
"Ya, ya. It would help if we knew someone who knows both Canada and America. Perhaps such a person could spread some light onto who this is."
"Perhaps we do know, we just need to trick him into helping us," Germany commented as an idea formed in his head.
"What do you mean?" Prussia asked.
"If Canada's mission was as simple as it sounds, then they would have expected his return by now. With no return, they would be worried and wonder what happened. They may even decide to see if they can find those answers themselves," Germany answered.
"The plane crashed close to the German-French border. Do you really think that they would travel that far to search for him?" Prussia asked.
"We both know that France often returns to his house. So why would he feel threatened about searching his house for an ally?"
We'll stop here for now
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