Guess what! It is time for a Yelena POV! And sorry but there is some cussing in this chapter. Like one word though.

Thanks to:

TheFlyingPotato64, kiki(Thank you. I was worried he was a little OOC), yingyang, StarGazer453(It's okay.)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia, countries, or Kaliningrad. Yelena is mine though. Don't use her without my permission.

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Yelena's POV

'This political stuff was SO boring. At least I have Gilbird to play with.' Yelena thinks. She repositions herself for the umpteenth time. It was warmer here than back home in Russia. She almost wanted to take her coat off. She looks over to Russia. He still had on his coat AND his scarf. Besides, she liked this coat. It was the one Russia and she had picked out for this occasion on that first day.

"…and so after the break we will discuss new alliances, treaties, and what not. Au revior, mes amis." Says a blond. France?

"Was that France?" She asks Russia.

"Да." He says, pride on his face. During the meeting she had started to pick up on who was who without being introduced.

She had identified America, Italy, France, Germany, and even Canada, who was sitting next to her. She hadn't noticed him until he started talking to a polar bear,

She turns around to see Prussia making a bee-line towards her.

"Kaliningrad, I need to talk to you." He says.

"Okay, so let's talk." Yelena says.

"Alone." Prussia says.

"I'm afraid she can't do that." Russia says. He was behind Prussia.

"Папа, it's okay. I think he just wants to talk. Nothing else, Да?" Yelena says. Prussia nods.

"Okay, but if he tries anything funny, come to me, Да?"

"Да." She says.

"Yes!" Prussia says as he pumps a fist into the air. "Well, come on Kaliningrad." He says, taking her hand and pulling her towards the doors.

"Please, call me Yelena." She says and her face flushes a tiny bit. Prussia doesn't see this as he pulls her out into the hall and into a side room. Gilbird struggles to stay in place. Finally, Prussia stops at a table with two chairs.

"Sit down." He says. He gestures to one of the chairs. Yelena sits down. He sits down in the other chair.

"So what did you want to talk about?" She asks. Prussia gets a smug look on his face.

"Yelena. Russia is not your father." He says.

"What!"

"He is your legal guardian, yes, but he is not your biological father." He continues. Yelena stays silent. She didn't know whether or not to believe the albino in front of her.

"I'm…I'm…WHY can't I say it! I mean, I'm fucking awesome!" Prussia says. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

"You have red in your eyes." He states.

"So?"

"I am the only one with red eyes. And Gilbird likes you. He doesn't like ANYONE except me. And Germany." Prussia says, excitement running through every single word.

"And?"

"Germany is my brother." He says. Her eyes widen.

"So that means…" Yelena says. Prussia nods.

"I am your brother."

"I…I don't know what to say." Yelena says.

"Sister. Kaliningrad was part of my country before I was dissolved. Russia took it. But even though I have no land I am still alive. West made sure of that."

"I...I...I used to be you?" She states.

"I don't know......Hey maybe you aquired some awesomeness from me! Germany didn't but maybe I can have a sibling that is awesome like me too!" Prussia says.

"So, Gilbert is it?" She asks. Prussia nods.

"Well we better get back to the meeting. I bet Па-Ivan is worried about me."

"Yeah. Can I have Gilbird back?"

"Sure." Yelena says. Prussia reaches over and grabs Gilbird and puts him in his hair. He grabs Yelena's hand and starts walking back to the conference room. They reach the double doors and go inside.

"Hey everyone! I'm sure everything here was dull without my awesomeness. So I'm back. And I got Gilbird back!" Prussia points to the bird on his head.

"Gilbert, no one cares." Germany says.

"Humph…"Prussia says as he pouts.

"Excusez-moi, tout le monde. We will start the second part of the meeting!" France announces.

Prussia goes and sits down in his spot and Yelena goes back to hers.

"This part of the meeting will be for the announcement and discussion of alliances, treaties, and what not…" France looks around the room. "Who will go first?"

Three hands shoot into the air: America, Russia, and Prussia. France immediately ignores America and focuses on Russia and Prussia.

"Well, messieurs. Who will go first?" France says.

"Me, because I am awesome and awesome goes first." Prussia says. Russia doesn't talk, instead he glares at Prussia.

"Russia, let Prussia go first." Yelena says from beside him. All eyes turn to her.

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Sorry for the short chapter. I will have the next one up soon. I'm almost done with it.

And who wants to guess what Belarus's reaction will be to finding out that Yelena is actually Prussia's sister and not Ivan's daughter?

Translations:

Au revior, mes amis - Good Bye, my friends.(French)

Да - Yes(Russian)

Папа - Papa(Russian)

Па - Pa (Yelena started to call Russia 'Papa' but then changed it to 'Ivan')

Excusez-moi, tout le monde - Excuse me, everyone.(French)

messieurs - gentlemen(French)