"So vhy did you ask us to come here?" Germany asked, getting straight down to business, as usual.

"Lithuania said it had-a something to do with Mr. Russia, right?"

England explained to them what they were looking for and describe what little they had found so far.

"So that's vhy you especially wanted bruder to come, because China refused to help and none of you can decipher his hint."

"And we really don't know where to go from here. I mean, we haven't discovered anything useful. The best we have is China's hint, and we can't get any further without China or hopefully Prussia," England continued

"Speaking of which," Japan said, "shouldn't Prussia-kun be here by now?"

"That is true… 'e 'as been gone awhile…"

"You don't-a think something a-happened to him, do you?" Italy asked, concerned

"Bruder can take care of himself. I doubt he's in any sort of trouble. He probably just got distracted by puppies or something."

"But stirr… maybe we shourd take a rook, just to be sure."

"Alright, all in favor of helping me rescue Prussia-dude, raise your hand!" Before the vote could be cast, the countries heard a knock at the door.

"That's probably bruder now. See? No need for vorry." Germany said as he opened the door. Much to his, and the other countries, surprise, it wasn't Prussia. The countries stared, a bit dumbfounded, at the unexpected visitor.

"So are you going to let me in, or no, aru?"

((~~~Elsewhere~~~))

Prussia slowly opened his eyes, his sight still blurry from the drugged cupcake. His hands and legs were bound and he was being carried somewhere. He groaned slightly at the dizzying movement.

"Are you awake already?" a familiar voice asked him. Prussia moaned quietly again, trying to place the voice. "Long time no see, da?"

Prussia tried to focus his vision a bit, find out where he was or where he was being taken. The drug began to wear off, and the false warmth it had gave way the bitter cold of Prussia's surroundings. His vision finally cleared enough so that Prussia could see an old wooden house. If he were thinking clearly, he would have recognized it immediately.

Prussia groaned again, this time beginning to struggle out of the Russian man's grip. He managed to escape his grasp but was simply scooped back up into his arms again.

"Try not to make this too difficult for me, da? You have nowhere to run to anyway." Russia said as the Prussian continued to struggle. "I will drag you if I must, so cease your squirming, little Prussian."

Prussia reluctantly did as he was told. Even if he could undo the bindings, his mind was too scrambled for him to actually get anywhere.

"Y-you know…"

"Oh, he talks! I'll have to remind Oliver to put more drugs in the cupcake next time, da?"

Prussia could barely make sense of Russia's words, so he just continued talking as if he had never been interrupted.

"They'll know I'm gone… I vas supposed to meet them… They'll come looking for me… So…" Prussia trailed off.

"Da, I know. But it has come to my attention that they are looking into things that should be left alone. And besides, by the time they find you, you'll be dead, da?" Russia's mouth formed a creepy smile that Prussia couldn't begin to understand. 'Kill a country? That's not even possible…' he thought to himself. Then again, Prussia wasn't technically a country anymore, was he?