Prussia crossed his arms and looked away insolently from Russia. "We're done being a part of you. Last I checked, America had converted you to a democracy right?" he said.

"Da, but there are some that still wish they were still Communist. They say it was an easier and better lifestyle. I don't know what to believe in anymore." Ivan's eyes widened. "I-I mean, forget what I just said o-okay?" he said smiling. Prussia saw Feliks texting out of the corner of his eye. He rolled his eyes. Feliks was probably trying to ignore the both of them, Prussia was in this by himself now. He pinched the bridge of his nose trying to recall what exactly had happened in such a short time.

Lithuania had called Russia for help; but, that little ordeal had been settled by now. Now Lithuania was gone with Russia still here. What was it that was keeping him from simply leaving Poland's house? Prussia scowled, deduction wasn't his thing. He ran his hand through his hair and sighed. "What's up?" he mumbled. Prussia wasn't great with emotional crap either, he'd rather blow his problems up than work something out. Gilbert looked up forlornly at him. Russia was shifting nervously from side to side, still feigning his gleeful smile.

"What was that?" Ivan said holding a hand up to his ear. Poland had stopped the barrage of messages and was listening quietly.

"There's obviously something bothering you Ivan." Prussia's voice shook when he said Russia's name. "You know, it's bad to keep everything in. Sometimes it's good to, talk about it." He managed to say without bursting out into laughter. Prussia saw Poland staring at him silently saying 'What are you doing?' He shrugged his shoulders. Russia was biting his lip.

"No, not always Gilbert. Not problems like mine." Russia said coldly.

"We're,"

Prussia was really struggling to say this now

"Old friends right? You can trust us."

There he'd said it. Poland grabbed his arm and yanked him closer.

"What, are you insane?" he whispered loudly in his ear. "There's no way I'm gonna listen to his mid-life crisis or whatever. In fact, if you stop this nonsense right now, I'll gladly give you back whatever land of yours that I was partitioned." That was a nice sounding offer, Prussia knew it would be stupid to pass up. "All of it."