AN: Woo, sorry for taking so long to update! Here's the next chapter! ^^U

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. Which is why I'm posting this here and why there aren't any posters of Canada available for purchase.

"I don't know what you are seeing, France, but it's not real! England must have cast an illusion or something-" Germany blustered desperately.

"Ah, give it a rest, West." Prussia clapped a hand on the taller man's shoulder and grinned, showing eye teeth a touch longer and sharper than normal. "They got us fair and square! The secret's out! We're-"

"You're fairies!" France burst out.

"ELVES!" Prussia roared. "Gott im Himmel, Francis! Do you see wings? A flowery tutu? Me shouting 'Hey, listen!' every time I want your attention? No, wait," he paused for a moment, thinking over what he'd just said. "That last one's just in the Zelda games, never mind…"

Germany rubbed his forehead wearily. His books didn't say what you were supposed to do in situations like this. What was the correct course of action to take when two of your old acquaintances discovered that you were not, in fact, the species they thought you were but, in actuality, a member of a species 'everyone knew' didn't exist?

Prussia had no such worries. "Anyways, ja, West and I are elves, secret's out. Now can you let us out of here?" he tapped the invisible wall holding the two nations in the array. "My cereal's probably getting soggy."

England considered this request for a moment. The array he'd used was meant to contain whatever he summoned, since he hadn't known exactly who would show up in response to these summons (and he'd never dreamed that these two would show up!) and didn't want to put himself or France in any unnecessary danger. Mostly France – he was confident in his ability to handle anything he could call up. But he knew these nations; they all knew each other. It should be safe enough to let them out.

Then again, one of said nations was Prussia. Which meant he'd have two members of the infamous 'Bad Touch' Trio loose in his house…

But he couldn't keep them there forever. Not justifiably, anyway. So with a sigh and the flick of a wrist, England dismissed the barrier.

Prussia, who had been leaning against said barrier, fell out of the circle with a grunt.

Germany strode out into the room stiffly. "Danke schon. If you will excuse me, I must get going. I was supposed to meet Italy for training this morning and I have an important meeting this afternoon. Auf Wiedersein."

As he walked past France and England there was a faint distortion in the air. When it ended, Germany looked as he normally did – no pointy ears, no otherworldliness. He paused as he reached the door and turned back for a moment. "I would greatly appreciate it if the three of you would not tell anyone of this."

"Hey! Why are you including me in that? Don't you trust your own bruder?"

Germany raised an eyebrow at Prussia, who glowered but looked away. "Fine, I won't tell anyone and I'll re-set the wards today."

"And you have my word of honor that I will not reveal your secret." England stated solemnly.

"And mine as well." France added.

Germany relaxed slightly and nodded. "Danke. Chus." And he left.

Well, that's Germany out of the room. But something tells me Prussia's not going to be leaving as easily as all that. England's going to want some answers... 3

I have some things that are cannon for this story in my head, but which I can't figure out how to put in, so I'll be mentioning them down here as we stumble by them. The reason Prussia has slight fangs is that he's a dark elf, night elf, whatever. They tend to look a bit scarier than normal elves and are more mischievous, more chaotic, and thus a bit riskier to deal with. I felt all this fit well with Prussia's image and personality. Germany's a normal elf, so he's got normal teeth. I figure for the most part that the dark elf and light elf thing doesn't have the biggest factor in their relationship... mostly because I'm a sap who likes to picture a world where all elves can live together in relative tolerance.

'chus' is German for 'bye' - it's more casual than saying 'Auf Wiedersein'. The former you'd use with friends and family, the latter is more for formal occasions. I meant to show that Germany was feeling a bit less tense after getting their reassurances, and so was being a bit more casual in his address.