"Guys! Breakfast is ready." I called up the stairs. It would be a miracle if they could hear me.
"YAY! Birdie made the awesome me some pancakes!" Prussia cheered as he ran down the stairs.
"Wow, this means you heard me." I thought out loud.
"Birdie, I will always hear you." He said sincerely as he pulled me into a tight hug.
"It seems like your the only one who does..." I trailed off as I buried my head into his chest.
He leaned down to whisper into my ear, "Maybe it is because I know what it feels like to not be heard."
I looked up into his eyes. He smiled at me before leaning down to kiss my forehead and hugging me tightly.
"Dudes, this overexposure to PIA is pissing me off, I need some pancakes ASAP." America yelled at us as he leaned on the doorway to my kitchen.
I stepped away from Prussia quickly and saw a flash of hurt go across his face before he squashed it down. I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the kitchen. I looked at America quizzically as we squeezed past him, "PIA?"
America rolled his eyes, "PIA stands for Puke Inducing Actions. Like all this lovey dovey crap you do with Prussia over there. I don't understand why you like him so much with his weird white hair and creepy red eyes. I have a code to live by, and in that code it says 'no trusting the albino'."
I glared at my brother, "How is what we do any different from what you and Arthur do?" I looked over at Prussia, "And besides, I think his white hair and red eyes make him look about a million times hotter than you even THINK you are." Prussia grinned at me.
"What me and Iggy do is WAY different from what you weird people do...and I take offense at that last comment, considering I am the SEXIEST DAMN BEAST THAT EVER WALKED THIS EARTH!" America declared as we sat down at my table and he started shoving pancakes into his face.
"Explain to me how it's different!" I demanded as I started pouring maple syrup on my tower of pancakes.
America looked up and slammed his fist against the table making me jump. "It just is damn it! I'm the HERO and I said so!"
Prussia grumbled through a mouthful of pancakes, "The hero my ass."
I snorted and nearly choked on a bite of mapley goodness as America glared at the both of us. We continued eating in silence.