I have nothing against gay people, as a matter of fact it is very hard for Hetalia fans to get any negative thoughts about gay people. These are only Prussia's thoughts and he has nothing against gays either. He just likes to point out that he is straight… even if he might not be (but that depends on what my reviewers want) ;)

Austria's gonna turn a bit OOC but that's because his dignity is being threatened. I'll try to keep him as sane as I can.

I own nothing but my OC and the strawberry ice cream and I apologized for my little knowledge on Vienna (everything comes out of Google Maps :D)

Thank you for all my reviewers!

Here are the less depressive chapters I have promised:

Prussia was having an awesome day in the city of Vienna; he was visiting the many streets, wandering around aimlessly (he was NOT lost. Awesome people don't get lost.). It was still a bit cold as winter was slowly coming to an end but not cold enough for his strawberry flavoured (strawberry flavour is NOT gay) ice cream to stay in its solid shape. With all the grace he could muster, the ex-nation licked the pink liquid that rolled down his hand. If I had a map, I'd be in heaven. Unfortunately, the sweet delicacy eventually came to an end and Gilbert was faced with the horrible truth: he was bored. Since his nation title slipped away from him, the albino was left with no country to take care of, thus nothing to do except annoy others. He was planning on annoying Hungary that day but got los - *cough* *cough* - misdirected and now had no idea where to go.

What he did not expect was being tackled, recognized and begged to be hidden by a human. Oh well, shit happens.

He was walking around a corner when a small figure jumped out of nowhere and accidentally pinned his awesome self to the ground. It was a fourteen year old girl with milk chocolate brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and emerald green eyes. She wore a simple black jacket over an orange and yellow stripped shirt and a pair of light blue jeans partially covered by coffee coloured boots. Exhaustion had taken over her and it took her a while to react to the collision. She first apologized in English before widening her eyes as she noticed who she was sitting on top of "Gilbert? Seriously? I am one lucky bitch." The albino opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by the teenager "Where can I hide? I'm being chased around by Austria, you have to help me. Awesome people never ever leave someone in distress alone."

"Could you get off me first?" he asked with his heavy german accent, mentally happy to have been reminded of how awesome he was.

"Oh. Wooops. Sorry." Apologized the girl while standing up "Crap, he's here!"

Gilbert grabbed her hand and concealed her behind a restaurant menu that stood next to them. He gave her a 'Watch my awesome acting' smile before Austria noticed him "Gilbert! Have you seen Hungary and a fourteen year old teenage girl? I have been looking for them for hours."

"You sure look well rested for someone who was walking for that much time." Stated the silver haired man. He wasn't wrong, (awesome people are never wrong) the aristocrat was in perfect state despite the lack of physical activities he indulged in in his everyday life.

"I had a few coffee breaks but I spotted the girl a few minutes ago and started running after her." He explained "Are you sure you haven't seen her?"

"Sure." Affirmed Prussia "What did she do?" The nation's face turned red and his eyes suddenly turned away from the crimson orbs "What did she do?" Gilbert repeated, amused by the country's reaction.

"It's none of your business." Roderich dismissed. He quickly left to resume his search for the two girls in another side of the town.

"What did you do?" curiously asked Gilbert to the refugee. In response, she took off the camera that was dangling on her neck and showed the former nation the more recent photographs. They were of Austria and Russia. Half naked. Together. In very compromising poses.

"I lent Hungary a helping hand." Added the girl with a mischievous smile.

The german man looked stunned "They're in a couple?"

"Nah," answered the teenager "we 'accidentally' spilled coffee on their clothes and pretended to go wash them then we dropped a spider on Austria and Russia had to remove it after he was begged to." She broke in a round of laughter "It was epic! … Until we noticed the flash hadn't been removed and the two nations saw us. Then it turned to hell. I have no idea if Hungary's still alive."

"One more question…" started Prussia "Who are you?"

The girl sighed "My name is Irene, fourteen years old, I was sent to this world by England, where I come from, you guys are an anime and I currently reside in Russia's house." She recited in a monotonous voice, obviously having answered a similar question many times during the time spent in this world.

Prussia was startled by her crazy story but then again, England was involved. An imaginary light bulb popped on top of his head "All that happened at Austria's house, right?" asked the man

"Yup!" the brunette affirmed

"Which means you know how to go back there?" he wondered

"No idea. My sense of direction is nonexiste – Are you lost?" She stared at him incredulously "You're lost? Seriously? PfffHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

The man looked offended "I'm not lost… I'm just having trouble remembering the exact way to his house. Awesome people don't get lost. And anyway, you're lost too!"

"Suuuure…" Irene rolled her eyes "In those situations, all we can do is rely on our prehistoric GPS."

"Do I even want to ask?" questioned Gilbert

"Intuition. Technically we pick whichever way we feel like taking." Explained the girl

Prussia smirked "I like that idea."

The well known nokia tune rang as the two started their walk. Irene took her phone out and read the text she had just received from Hungary to Prussia "Hungary has been captured, we are holding her hostage until the camera is in our hands. Location: Rotenturm street." She uttered a foreign swear word before turning to Gilbert "Where is Rotenturm street?"

The red eyes widened "You're planning to rescue her? Do you even realize how strong Russia is?"

"I refuse to let a teammate down!" declared the girl "And you're supposed to be a great strategist, are you telling me you can't come up with a plan to distract Ivan?"

"Of course my awesome self can invent such a simple tactic!" he asserted "But you know… It's Russia…" he shivered as he remembered the horrible relationship the two had.

"I can't believe the 'awesome' Prussia is scared of a country that was defeated by Finland." Irene said with a fake disappointed look "The fan girls would cry if they ever saw you like that."

"I-I'm not scared of him! Just wait and see, my awesome plan will leave him in the dust!" he announced noticing the smirk on the girl's face a little too late "That's unfair! You can't manipulate people like that!" he protested, unheard by the brunette who was covering her ears and chanting 'lalalalala' to block any sound from coming in.

Hungary was swinging and swinging and swinging in hope that the chains would break. She didn't mind the Austrian citizens looking at her hanging from a tree, why would she care? It's not like this was part of the country she represented anymore. No, she minded the two guard dogs. Austria was leaning against the same tree holding her captive, listening to classical music on an old mp3 player while Russia was staring at her with his usual smile. 'Look into my eyes…' the pale man said, leaving Roderich no choice but to comply. The purple orbs reflected his image; he was at his weakest, unable to defend against the giant as the latter leaned down and pressed his lips against the smaller nation's. Not that he wanted to fight back either. Slowly the dark haired man responded to the tender embrace and wrapped his arm aro – bip bip bip! Bip bip bip! Elizaveta snapped out of her daydream and watched as her former husband fiddled with her phone.

"Irene replied, Дa?" asked the northern country, even if it was more of an affirmation than a question.

"Yes," answered the aristocrat "She says: 'This means war.'" The female country bit her lip. Don't sacrifice yourself for me, as long as the pictures are safe I do not mind being tortured! She wanted to shout.

The Russian man let out a small laugh "She likes to dramatize things." His intimidating aura drove all the passerby away but unlike what Hungary expected, Austria's reaction was much different; he let out a smaller yet equally threatening aura.

"I can't wait until we catch her." He said with an evil grin. Evil!Austria! Why is he so hot when he's OOC? Evil!Austria and Tsundere!Switzerland… Not bad… I should go talk to Japa – Wait that's not the problem! RUN IRENE, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!

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Is it me or are Russia and Austria reconciled?