He stumbled to a halt, the door needed less force to open than he had used. "Ugh, that wasn't the kind of entrance I was looking for…" he hissed under his breath. Poland walked gracefully by and grinned childishly, Prussia couldn't help but notice it brought on a loathing feeling. He tried to force it down, it sort of worked.
"Lithuania's in the other room you idiot, maybe all of that beer you drink is killing off your little remaining brain cells." Feliks teased. Prussia sneered at him and thought of a really awesome comeback.
"And your forefathers are all turning in their graves just listening to your grammar." Poland's blank look fueled him on, " You should totally stop bothering me or I'll like make your capital Warsaw." ,exaggerating Poland's catchphrase. Poland looked like he was going to rip his head off.
"Like shut up, Prussia! You're so annoying, it's no wonder I decided to ditch you and keep Liet for myself!" Prussia kept laughing. That was it he was not going to take this anymore. "You know what Prussia, you're as big a jerk as Ivan! You better get out of here before I mess you up!" Feliks jabbed a finger at his chest, his face was red with anger. Gilbert was furious too.
"Don't you ever associate me with that Commie!" He shoved Poland against the wall, his hand against his throat. The door next to them opened up, and they both looked at a startled Lithuania.
"Oh, um I'm sorry. It was just Poland, you hadn't come back for a while and um. I heard lots of yelling and I was worried that you were in trouble." Prussia turned back to Poland, who was trying to pull his hands away from his neck. "What are you doing here Gilbert?"
"Don't bother him Liet. He's a little moody right now. Is it that time of the month Prussia?" Poland managed a smile. Prussia wasn't going to take this from one of his former allies, that was enough out of Poland's mouth. He threw Poland down, who landed with an 'oof', and kicked him hard in the ribs.
"I was just visiting," another kick, "my old friend Poland. Except he's being quite rude to me and I'm starting to reconsider." Prussia told Lithuania. He stood back from Feliks and crossed his arms, frowning. Poland scrambled up clumsily to his feet and spat out blood. "So, Lithuania. Aren't you going to do something about this yet?" Lithuania looked from Feliks to the menacing Prussia. He didn't know what he meant.
Lithuania stared with a worried look at them. "What do you mean Prussia?" Gilbert shrugged and slammed his fist into Poland's chest, Toris heard ribs cracking and winced. "S-stop that!" Lithuania hesitated. He saw Feliks double over, Prussia had pulled his arm back again. Lithuania's eyes widened and made a split second decision that wasn't his wisest. He ran forward unevenly, colliding with Gilbert. Gilbert let out a gasp of surprise when the mostly passive nation actually had attacked him. "Don't hurt him Gilbert!"
"Toris, this is unexpected." He growled, looking up at Lithuania's hurt face. "Sorry." Prussia grabbed his shoulders and easily pinned him underneath him. Lithuania struggled underneath Prussia's bulk. "You two are much more troublesome than I remember." He muttered under his breath and sat down on Lithuania's chest. The air was knocked out of his lungs and he let out a dry cough.
"Yeah, Prussia. You can't mess around with us so easily now huh?" Poland said. Toris tried to reach his hand into his pocket for his phone. "Face it, we got stronger without you knowing." Yes, he got hold of it, Toris pulled it quickly out of his pocket and started texting a quick message. Prussia chuckled and looked over his shoulder.
"Maybe, but I'm still smarter." He yanked the phone out of Lithuania's hands and glared at it furiously. "Who did you text?" Prussia flipped it open and began searching fervently.
"Gee I thought you'd be smart enough to figure that out yourself." Lithuania said carefully. Poland started laughing, before wincing because of broken ribs. Prussia knew he was going regret not pressing for answers.
"Shut it Lithuania." Toris' cell phone was a really old version and he was having trouble navigating it. "You oughta ask Russia to maybe invest in a more recent phone style."
"That is not necessary, Prussia." A chilling voice said from behind.