A few hours after the letter arrived, everyone was sitting in France's limousine on the way to the train station.
"A merger between two countries! Is zhere anything more beautiful zhen zhat?" France sighed. He looked out of the window with a dreamy expression.
"Si! And if I may say so, it was about time they finally moved on to the next step!" Spain agreed.
"How about jou just focus on driving? I don't vant to end up as a smear on zhe road, because of you two idiots blabbering about my brozhers vedding!" Gilbert snapped at both of them. France and Spain gave him a surprised, slightly offended look.
Ever since he read the official invitation, Gilbert had been in a very foul mood. He hadn't talked to any of them during packing and for the most of the drive. Even Gilbird seemed to notice his masters displeasure and had nuzzled himself into Englands jacket, instead of sitting on Prussias head, like he usually did.
England eyed his boyfriend for a while. "Gilbert, is something the matter? Isn't it great news Germany is getting married?"
Gilbert snorted at that and crossed his arms. "Ja, great news! My little brozher, whom I vatched out for and protected for zhe majority of his childhood is getting ved! And does he tell me personally? Nein, he goes to zhat damn aristocrat and his frying pan wielding vife first and all I get is a letter zhat says : 'Jou can come to, I guess'?
I mean, vas zhere really no vay he could've just come to me and say somezhing like: 'Hey big brozher! I'm about to make a really big decision zhat could change my whole life forever! Oh wait, I don't zhink I should tell jou zhat in person, I'll just ask Hungary to write jou a letter zhat says ''Oh, jou can come too, I guess''!"
By the time Prussias had raised his voice so much that everyone in the car could hear his angry rant. Canada, France and Spain exchanged a slightly worried glance.
The albino didn't even notice he had become the center of attention (wow, he must be really angry o_o) and just kept talking in an unusually angry voice. " 'Repubblica Italiana'? Who zhe fuck is zhat?!"
"U-Um, Prussia? Are you alright?" Canda asked. He was really worried.
Prussia sighed. "Ja, I'm fine. It's just me and Vest vere alvays so close. Ve trained togezher, we fought on many battlefields and ve're drinking buddies! Drinking buddies! Does all of zhat mean nozhing to him?"
The silver-haired german hung his head. He looked really beat down. The others felt sorry for him. It was rare for Prussia to be sad. France leaned back from the drivers seat and put a hand on Prussias shoulder.
"Mon ami, I'm sure zhat is not true. You're 'is big brother. 'E'll never abandon you."
Prussia tched at that. "He already found himself to busy to let me know he vas getting married."
France didn't know an answer to that and so the rest of the trip was spent in uncomfortable silence.
After 2 hours of driving, they finally arrived at the train station. Prussia still hadn't cheered up a bit. He just scuffled behind the group, dragging his trunk over the floor.
Spain turned to France. "Which platform will our train arrive on?"
France looked at a piece of paper in his hands. Written on it were Austrias instructions for the travel.
"Ah, 'ere: platform number 4. It's right over zhere." France pointed to the back of the large hall they were currently in. Everyone picked up their trunks and followed France.
Upon arriving the group was almost immediately greeted by a very loud and familiar sounding voice.
"Duuuudes, rock out, you're here too? That's like totally awesome!"
England gave an annoyed sigh. "Loud as ever."
Canada smiled. "Hi America." he greeted his older brother. Said nation was standing on the platform, together with a very embarassed Japan, waving like a madman and grinning his usual million dollars-smile.
France blinked in confusion."Huh? Amerique, you're 'ere? Don't tell me you..."
America smiled even wider and nodded vigorously. "Yep! I got invited to see a kick-ass wedding! I mean, of course I was, wouldn't really be a party without the hero, right?"
England shook his head and turned to Japan. "Translation?"
Japan sighed uncomfortably. "Actuarry it was me who was invited. But since America-san is my fiancè, he thought it is an invitation for both of us and just invited himserf in."
"That sounds like something America would do." Canada sweatdropped.
America shrieked at that and pointed an accusing finger at Canada. "Dude, don't freakin' scare me like that! When did you even get here?!"
"I've been here the whole time." Canada muttered, somehow depressed.
"Huh, really? Well that's odd, I didn't see you there." America scratched the back of his head in confusion about the mistery of the invisible Canada. Then his eyes fell on Prussia, who still didn't speak and his face turned from confusion to happy-go-lucky again. "Hey, I know you! You're Germanys big bro, right? Congratulations man, you must be sooo totally happy and proud right now!" America laughed and slung his arm around Prussias shoulder, like always totally unable to sense the mood, hence the demonic aura Prussia was giving and that grew with every word America spoke.
"I mean, it's gonna be like totally the most important day in his life! His going to found a new family and make babies and stuff! Man I sure wish Canada would finally man up and get a girlfriend, he's been a virgin for like ever, you know?" America just kept chattering. He didn't seem to notice the desperate gestures of the other countries, who tried everything in their mind to get him to shut up.
Prussias teeth were gritted so tight, it was a miracle they didn't break yet. It was sheer luck that the train was arriving and everyone quickly had to go onboard, or else America surely would have ended up hammered into the floor.
As expected, Austria had chosen the cheapest line for them to travel with. The train itself was rusty all over and looked like it would stop working every minute now. The inside was a little bit better, but not quite. The cushions on the seats were torn and filthy and the windows were smeared with something brown and slicky.
"Aw man, really? He expects us to travel all the way to his place in that?" America whined.
"As expected of zhe little master." Prussia sneered. Witnessing another example of Austrias closefistedness seemed to have cheered him up a bit. He slung his arm around England and followed the others into their cabin.