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Authors note: I haven't updates any of my stories in about a year :o. I had some family problems, but anyways, I'm back for good now :).
"Bruder, how are babies made?"
This was the question that all of mankind feared. It was the question that cannot be simply answered by the truth, nor a lie. Prussia quickly turned off the TV, looked his brother in the eye and said, "Don't vorry about it."
Of course, Holy Rome was caught off guard by the fact that his brother had reacted in such a mysterious way, he'd never turned off the TV to talk to him before! This meant that the information was classified. He had to know.
"Bruder, I need to know." he pleaded
Prussia realised in that instant that he only had about five seconds to think about an excuse.
"... but...Hungary's...boobs...hung...aryy.. THINK." he thought desperately.
And so, he looked at his brother once more and said seriously, "sit down." His brother accepted the offer and sat down, immediately turning to face him with an intent, eager look.
"Okay. Vhen two people love each other a lot, zey do zhis special thing and it makes a baby." Prussia concluded, hoping it would be enough information to please the nosey kid.
"Vell, I love Italy."
"Not like zat.'' Prussia responded, trying not to laugh at his brother. "You know vat, I give up. I vill put you on za phone vith France, he vill describe to you very well vat sex is."
That was the day that Holy Rome decided he would strive to stay a virgin his whole life because he swore he could never look at sex the same way again.
After their incident, Prussia attempted to return to his television show, until he was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He let out a few cuss words to express his annoyance and picked up the telephone.
"Sup? It's Gilbert."
"Um, Prussia. Dude. It's America."
"Vhy are you calling me? I swear it vasn't me!" Prussia quickly responded, clearly panicked.
"What wasn't you? Actually, who cares. I have something I gotta tell you. Everyone's bosses have apparently been talking and they decided it would be best that we remove the children. I don't know exactly what that means, but they seem to think that children aren't secretive, and they'll blab the secret."
"Vait, VHAT?" Prussia yelled, "Are zhey going to kill zhem? Don't zhey know zhat it vill forever remove zhe countries of Italy and Germany?!"
"Wooooah, dude. Chill. I agree, it's messed, but they totally aren't killing them. They're gonna erase their memories or something and put them in an orphanage. I guess they'd rather have no person representing those countries then have everyone know our secret. Anyways, I'm out, brohan. I just got told to call everyone, and I gotta lot of calls to do."
With a click, America hung up leaving Prussia shocked and lost for words. They couldn't take his little brother. He wouldn't let them.
Within that moment, Prussia decided that he'd do whatever it took to keep Ludwig and Feliciano in existence. Even if it meant running to keep them undercover until a cure was found. He needed his brother back.
He picked up the phone to tell Hungary and England their plan.
Finally, I have built a plot! :). I hope you all enjoyed, and once again I'm really sorry about how I abandoned my account. Please rate and follow! :):):):):):)