Russia grinned and grabbed Prussia's face with a hand. "That's good, be scared. You should be, Russia isn't to be taken lightly, we are a strong country. You know this because we ruled you for years as East." Russia said monotonously.
"You think I'm scared of you?" Gilbert looked past Russia's shoulder and saw Poland nervously clinging to Lithuania's arm. Ivan slammed his head against the wall, making his ears ring.
"It doesn't bother you that I can completely destroy you if I wanted?" Prussia's head was reeling again.
"No, I know you're bluffing me." Russia looked at him in surprise.
"I believe that you are wrong. I am not bluffing, I will kill you if you do not cooperate with me." Ivan's free hand wrapped around Prussia's waist.
"Get off, right now." Gilbert stuttered. He tried to push him away,
Russia only pulled him back they had gotten quite close, just a minute breadth away from each other now.
"Will you become one with Russia again, Gilbert?" He said chillingly. Gilbert looked to the two standing in the farthest corner in the kitchen from Russia. Feliks and Toris had no interest in helping the bullied country.
"Why would I make that mistake again?" Prussia growled through clenched teeth.
"Pft, that idiot is getting what he deserves anyway Liet. Don't bother helping him." Poland whispered to Toris. "Although it does seem like he could really use it."
"Feliks, I think he's taking it a bit far. Don't you think?" Lithuania hadn't anticipated Russia acting like this to Prussia, he thought he remembered them having a deep rivalry against each other ever since the Berlin Wall incident. Toris heard Poland sigh.
"Yeah, you're right Liet. I don't think Prussia will ever recover from this if I don't do anything about it. Then I'll have both Prussia and his brother bothering me." Feliks let go of Lithuania's arm and trudged over to Russia, tapping him lightly on the back. "Hey Russia, get out of my house!" Poland yelled and slammed his fist in between the Russian's shoulder blades.