Hello again! Sorry for the delay of not posting but you know, we kept making it longer and parts we both lost and stuff happened and the game is just being mean…..Some of what you are about to read is not part of the roleplay and comes from my own mind, as the game get rid of that part of the roleplay and neither of us have it, I'll try and make it fit as well as I can, but I'm basically gluing a broken vase back together….but anyway, Enjoy!

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England's Magic and Countries Don't Mix

The Prussian waited in silence as the phone rang

Shortly after, Norway answers, "Hallo?"

"Hey Norway, it's Prussia, I vas vondering if you could help mein bruder. He got shrunk dankes to a spell from England."

There was silence on the other end, before Norway answered with a short, "no"

"Vhat!? Vhy not?" the Prussian asked, clearly expecting a different answer.

"I have better things to do"

"Like Vhat?"

"Not listing to you"

"Fine zhen, I'll ask Romania"

"He's busy with helping Belarus, if you know what's good for you, you won't interrupt"

"Vhy is he helping Belarus?"

"How am I meant to know?"

Prussia was quiet for a moment, trying to think of a way to get him to do it, " Vell…..if you don't help zhe awesome me, I'll tell Denmark about zhat time you had to vear a dress and pretend to be Elsa, for zhat kids party." Prussia said, thinking he had now convinced Norway to help.

"How do you know!?" Norway asked, his calm nature gone for the short moment.

"Zhats for me to know und for you to never find out"

"I'm still not helping you" Norway said, his calm nature back once more "He already knows"

"VHAT!?" Prussia yelled, his plan going down the drain, until he thought of something else, "Vell zhen I'll send it to all zhe other countries!"

"You wouldn't…"

The Prussian grinned, "Oh but I would….unless you help!"

Norway muttered something, which oddly enough did not sound like English or Norwegian, before speaking back in English and at a volume that Prussia could hear, "Fine…."

Prussia was quiet, and before he could speak, Norway started muttering again, this time Prussia was able to hear his name, but before he could ask what happened, Norway hung up and left Prussia alone.

At this point, Germany walked out of his room, where he had been for most of the morning and looked at his brother and blinking.

Prussia looked back, a nervous smile on his face, as he saw what Germany was wearing.

The German in question was wearing the outfit of the Holy Roman Empire before his defeat by France, the hat was being held in Germany's hand.

Germany looked at his brother, "Bruder, vhy do you have these?"

Prussia looked anywhere but his younger brother, "it was a souvenir from when Holy Rome was here…."

"You….had someone else here before me?" Germany asked, but before Prussia could answer, the door opened to show Italy and Norway.

Italy, upon seeing Germany in HRE's outfit stared and started to cry, saying a low "Holy Rome?" before walking closer to Germany.

Germany looked up at Italy, "Vhats Vrong Italy? Vhy are you crying?" he asked, upon seeing the tears in the Italians eyes.

"Holy Rome….is it really you?"

Germany just looked at Italy, confused.

"But….you went to war against big brother France and you never came back….why are you here?"

Germany spoke, "Vhy vould I go to Var vith France? Ja he is our enemy, but I vould rather not start Vorld Var three."

Italy blinked, "G-Germany…" he asked meekly, taking a step closer.

Germany nodded, "Ja"

"Why are you wearing Holy Rome's clothes?"

"It vas zhe only zhing zhat vould fit, I found zhem in my bruders room"

"Why would Prussia have his clothes?"

"He said it vas a souvenir from vhen he vas here vith him….."

Italy turned to face Prussia, "Why…?"

Prussia sighed, "Because I found him on zhe battle field after his var vith France and he had no memories and I didn't know vhat else to do vith it!"

Italy started crying again as Germany walked over and awkwardly hugged Italy, "don't cry…."

Italy hugged Germany back, and started crying harder

"it's okay Italy…."

Italy sniffed, " I….I miss hiimmm"

"It's alright Italy, you have your memories…"

Italy sniffed again and rubbed his eyes

"Better?" Germany asked.

"Better"

"Good"

Italy let go of Germany and wiped his eyes.

"If it makes you so upset, I'll go change" Germany said.

"Vest, you can change after we get Norway to age you" Prussia interrupted

"But zhat vould mean zhat your souvenir vould be different and would no longer be a souvenir"

"Okay fine zhen, go change"

Germany nodded before walking off to go change, Norway sighed, crossing his arms.

Italy, who had become cheerful again, was bouncing on the couch.

"This is a waste of my time….maybe I should have let you take on Belarus" Norway said, clearly not happy.

Prussia looked at him, "Do you vant me to tell everyone vhat you did?"

"I Could just say that a drunk England forced me to do it with his magic."

"I filmed it"

"He has control magic"

"I DON'T REALLY CARE! JUST CHANGE GERMANY BACK!"

"Fine" Norway said a spell, but instead of changing Germany back into an adult, it turned Prussia into a kid, Norway left before anyone could yell at him.

Prussia froze briefly, " VHAT ZHE HOLY FUHRER!?"

At this point, Germany walked back into the room and looked at Prussia, "Zhis is vhy you don't blackmail magic people"

Prussia just huffed and crossed his arms.