We Are The Axis Allies! 2

(A/N): Yay dos chapters in one day! I feel accomplished. A small chapter but I liked writing this one as well. So, um, yeah. I wouldn't mind it if you reviewed and such. It'd actually make me want to write more. Anyone have any random filler ideas you'd like to see, I won't mind writing :) Who knew who it was the entire time? ^^ Anyone? Anyone, at all? K, shutting up now.

"Here, drink this. I know it will not help in retrieving Mr. Austria, but it will help calm your nerves." A heavily accented Japan held out a steaming cup of tea. Hungary had been sat down on the couch of Germany's living room. Her tears never ceased; she took the cup.

"Please, Germany, you must help me!"

Germany, after reluctantly letting Hungary in, stood by the largest window, only hearing her pleading cries. His arms were crossed, eyes were closed, and his breathing steady. The blond wanted no part in this. He could barely stand Austria! Why should he risk his life to save the snooty, annoying pest anyway? A loud slam awoke Germany from his controversial thoughts. Hungary had slammed the teacup on the coffee table.

"Are you not listening to me?! Austria has been kidnapped!"

"Ja, I heard you. But here is the thing. I neither care for Austria nor his safety. If he let himself get kidnapped, that is his problem."

"He may be dead by now!"

"So then what would be the point in trying to rescue him?!"

"But Germany, Austria is our friend!" Italy finally interjected while raising his hand.

"Friend?! What happened to all of the stories of the torture he put you through?!" The blond lashed out. Italy rubbed his arm.

"But... He has taken good care of me. He really could have hurt me if he wanted to.." The brunette chimed out gloomily; Germany's left brow twitched.

"Y-"

The blond began but was cut short by shouting outside his front window. The voices sounded all too familiar of that of the Allies; had they really ran out of ideas that they had been reduced to just walk right up to the Axis?

"Hey, Germany! We've got a bone to pick with you! Get your Nazi ass out here!"

"Have you never heard of the word 'civilized', America?"

"Scheiße.. What did I do to deserve this?"

The Aryan muttered under his breath as he strode to his window, massaging his temple. To his dismay, he found the Allies on his land. Oh this was going to be a long day.

"Can I help you?" The blond inquired rather politely, given the situation he was currently put in.

"Yeah! Where's your doucher of a-!" America initiated with a clenched fist but China had placed his hand on his chest, silencing the American.

"Is your brother around?" The other thickly accented Asian requested.

"Mein Bruder? Why do you want to know?" Suspicion aroused in his voice.

"It appears he has a rather disturbing sense of humor. Though, not as disturbing as Russia's combat moves." England spoke, but inaudibly murmured the last sentence.

"Well, ja. That's just Gilbert. Is this all? I'm.." He looked back at the group of nations staring back at him, inside his house. "busy at the moment."

"Look just tell us where your doucher of a brother is!" America snapped while shaking his fist violently in the air.

Germany bit his bottom lip. 'Where IS Gilbert?', he thought not too surely. 'Think Ludwig, think. Where did he say he was off to?'

"And so I told him 'Going to kidnap Austria and take over the world! See you 'round!' and he just said 'ok'!"

A German-accented Prussia laughed and laughed obnoxiously in front of a tightly tied up, (and not too happy), Austria. The froufrou country glared at him, mentally cursing the silverette.

"So.. How does it feel being a prisoner of the awesome Prussia?" A sly smirk slithered on Prussia's face. He reclined comfortably in his cushioned seat and crossed his right leg over his left.

"You didn't even kidnap me, Gilbert." Austria spat out venomously. "You had to have someone else do your dirty work for you."

"Well he offered and who was I, the mighty and awesome Prussia, to deny him?" At that moment, the large door inside the even larger building, opened; Prussia's smirk only increased in width. "Ah, and here is the man who promised me my unlimited power."