Rockin around the Christmas tree
At the Christmas party hop,
Mistletoe hung where you can see,
Every couple tries to stop,
Rockin' around the Christmas tree,
Let the Christmas spirit ring,
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie,
And we'll do some carolling.

You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear,
Voices singing, "Let's be jolly,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly",
Rockin' around the Christmas tree,
Have a happy holiday,
Everyone dancin' merrily,
In the new old-fashioned way!

Germany sat cross-legged in front of the fire, smiling at a sleeping Italy resting on an armchair, and eating a piece of Weihnachtsstollen as quietly as possible. It had been a while since he had rested alone like this- Christmas was a busy time for all the nations and their bosses, and even Japan was still at work helping the other Asian countries prepare. Germany didn't know why, but his house was extremely relaxing, rather than tense and serious like the other countries said. Austria's house was much more serious and tense, with pianos everywhere and horribly distasteful artwork- wait, those particular paintings were Prussia's doing, not Austria's…

And that reminded him of something. Taking a small, leather notebook with a tiny padlock from out of his pocket and a tiny little key, he smirked as he unlocked it with a rush of exhilaration. This was Prussia's newest diary, something he had recently seen Italy try and fail to steal- but it was common knowledge to Germany that his older brother hid his peculiar book of secrets underneath the 30th floorboard from the door, the one right next to his bed and Gilbird's nest. This ensured nobody could sneak in at night and grab it while he was asleep, the very scenario Italy had wound up in before, and so Germany snuck in during the daytime.

He turned to the latest full page gleefully and began to read with a smile on his face. The more responsible sibling or not, Germany needed something to amuse him, and what better than the inner feelings and sorrows of his older brother Prussia?

9th of December!

Hey, diary, it's me! The totally amazing Prussia is BACK! I haven't written for a while now, but stupid Austria and Hungary have kept me busy with all their Christmas preparations. My god, as much as we share a language, I can never understand that guy! Christmas trees take a couple of hours, not frickin' days! But still, I guess he can keep his hoity-toity tree that I worked extremely hard on, just so you know! I'll just wait 'till he sees all the pine needles on his carpet.

But now I'm back! And I'm not all too happy. While I was away, little Italy tried to steal this very diary from my room, but I caught him just in time! Little thief. I don't know why he did it, it's a little strange of him. Maybe West told him about it, or made him do it in the first place! Oh my god, I hate my brother sometimes. He's got little Italy wrapped around his finger, but Italy's reeled him in too. I wouldn't be surprised if he's going gay for the boy, the way he seems to care for him so much! More than me. It makes me really annoyed when I see them together all the time- but I guess they're both not too bad. I just wish West remembered how awesome I am, too!

My Christmas isn't going too bad, though! You see, though I'm spending it with Austria and Hungary and all that, I like to add my own touches, like blasting this one Christmas song on the radio and totally singing along! What was it…oh yeah! It was Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree! I mean, it's not proper rocky metal kind of stuff, it's oldie rock jive stuff, but it's still awesome I guess! I bet that black sheep of Europe guy would agree with me, he likes this sort of thing. I think. And Christmas is good cause I get to eat loads of food! Like chocolate, biscuits, and West's cakes! If there's one thing good about Christmas, it's West's cakes. They're awesome. And Gilbird eats them all with me!

See ya later, diary! I've got to go. Boss is calling me for some sort of boring meeting over finance. Ugh. Hope I survive!

The entry ended there. Germany closed the book and quickly padlocked it again. He hadn't expected Prussia's reactions to be as…emotional as what was written in the pages, but after all it was a diary. Germany smirked once again, knowing that he now had the upper hand and that he would have to hide all his cakes from now on. As he stood up, he heard frantic footsteps down the hallway, and Prussia peeked his head around the door, distraught.

"West-" he breathed heavily, his eyes wide, "have you seen my diary-"

Germany smiled and held it out to Prussia. "Here it is. I was going to give it back to you, but of course I didn't see you today…"

Prussia paused for a moment, then squinted at Germany, taking back the diary very slowly. "Did…did you read it, West?"

One hour and a prolonged explanation later, Germany bowed his head in apparent shame and mumbled a few words under his breath.

"Louder!"

"…sorry…lame…diary…"

"LOUDER!"

"I'M REALLY REALLY SORRY PRUSSIA YOU'RE THE BEST BIG BROTHER EVER AND I AM LAMER THAN AUSTRIA COULD EVER BE FOR READING YOUR DIARY WITHOUT PERMISSION AND I AM A KIND-OF DOUCHEBAG WHO NEEDS TO REGAIN HIS TRUST WITH THE AWESOME PRUSSIA!"

Prussia grinned. "Yes, you are. Now. Do not speak of this to anyone¸ you hear me? Not even Italy over there. I'm only forgiving you 'cause you read one entry and not all of them or something."

"I won't."

When Prussia had left, Germany uncrossed his fingers, and went to sit back down again. Japan needed to hear about this when he got back.

I'm sorry that I didn't write for two days! Things happened and stuff, so I couldn't. But I've updated now, so you can read the chapters! :D
Have a great day/night/whatever! :P