III: Light
Characters/Pairings: Prussia, Germany
Genre: Humor
Rating: K+
Warnings: Mentions of swearing and alcohol. The rating's just to be safe.
DISCLAIMER: The only Hetalia related things I own are my Iggy keychain, my many, many fanarts, and my Russia cosplay. I also don't own Lord of the Rings.
"Gilbert?" Ludwig called downstairs into the basement. "You've been down there for three days. Are you ever coming back up?"
No response came up from the basement, except for the sounds of fake gunshots and a lot of swearing from Gilbert.
Ludwig treaded carefully down the stairs, attempting to avoid stepping on previously worn clothing and empty beer bottles (he'd come back later and pick them up, but for now they would remain where they were). The basement was pitch black, save for the scarce light emitting from the television. Gilbert was barely visible, his skin reflecting the light from the TV.
Ludwig turned on the lights, so as to prevent any injury to himself – however, Gilbert ran for darkness almost immediately, simultaneously emitting an unearthly shriek.
"Turn it off! Turn it off! It burns us, it burns! Turn it off, now!"
A/N: Yes, I am a firm believer in the BasementDweller!Prussia headcanon.
Review, please! The reads-to-reviews ratio is severely ill-proportioned, and it's mildly saddening.