Hero Time:

The figure decided to follow Prussia, hoping for some answers. Prussia was stiffly making his way through the still, like, pouring rain. The figure assumed he was cold, either from the rain or the shock. The figure wished that Prussia would start talking aloud about what was going on for no good reason. He got his wish.

"Why did I have to be so reckless? Why Hungary!? Why did she have to find out! And Germany! I hope nothing goes wrong and they do wake up in a week...," Prussia trailed off.

"Let's see," The figure mumbled to himself,"Psycho Prussia murdered Hungary, Germany, and Austria because they found something out because he was reckless... I just need that missing piece..,"

"I wonder what America and Canada would do if they found out...," Prussia thought. How would my two best friends (aside of Austria, Hungary, and Germany) react? Prussia didn't want to think about it. Prussia granted the figure the knowledge of what was happening when he rolled down his sleeves to take look. The figures heart sank.

"Hey, dude!," The figure shouted, startling the Prussian who quickly rolled up his sleeves, "I'll tell you how we'd react, or me at least!,"

"A-America...," Prussia mumbled, I don't want to kill you too..., "What are you-,"

"I saw everything," America said in a stoic tone that lacked emotion and his smile fell, Prussia felt a bit intimidated, "From what you did to Germany to just now. Prussia, why?,"

Prussia felt very uneasy. His mind was racing, he started sweating. In an act of pure terror and anxiety he held up his gun and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Prussia watched in shock as he saw Americas face- in his face! America smacked him across the face... really, really hard, like, America the superpower hard. The ferocity of the slap sent Prussia stumbling to the side with a red, hot hand mark on his face.

After a few moments of silence Prussia spoke, "How did you-,"

"I moved at the last second. Really, did you think a guns man can't dodge a very poorly aimed bullet?," America asked, "Look, Prussia, you need help. And since you murdered-," that word left a distaste in Prussia's mouth, "Germany, Hungary, and Austria, and I'm the only one here, if you need to talk, which you do, talk to me.,"

"I-," Prussia stuttered, overcome with confusion, "I- YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!," Prussia lashed out, but knowing he could never take America on, turned around and ran!

"Hey, Wait-," America called out, but Prussia shut his voice out. America didn't understand what he was going through, America knew nothing. Prussia knew America was probably on his tail, but he kept running. He just needed to get to the airport and hope security would take it from there.

Prussia could now see the airport. A few more trees, then a clearing, then the airport. Just a half a mile. Just as Prussia was about to jump out on the clearing, America lunged at him, wrapped his arms around his torso and they both went to the ground. Prussia was struggling wildly an attempting to grab his gun. America punched him across the face.

"Get a grip, man!," America yelled, starting to lose his patience.

"You don't know! I don't need to tell you! You're all just going to read my personal diaries, then you'll all worry about me all the time, and then-,"

America again punched him in the face, "Can you shut up for one moment!?," America said, no longer able to conceal haw annoyed he was. Prussia went dead silence, staring into the eyes of someone he's never met. They were not happy and peaceful, but angry and depressed, "You just shut up and let me talk!," Prussia barely nodded, a bruise starting to form on his cheek. America felt a wave of guilt wash over him, but tried to ignore it.

"Look, I've been through these sort of things, and I... I didn't. You need to talk to me, I'm not going to read-,"

"Didn't what.," Prussia interrupted.

America sighed, "Remember the great depression.,"

Prussia's eyes widened, "Y-yeah...,"

America rolled up his sleeves and Prussia saw almost as many scars as he had, and that's a surprise considering how America is significantly younger than him, except they were old and faded.

"I had bad points in life to," He left out that he still sometimes does, but who doesn't? "And I never talked to someone, I just bottled it up until I just couldn't take and, well, let's just say England and Canada found out in very violent ways...," America put on a sheepish grin.

"You mean you-,"

"Back to what I was saying," America continue, rolling down his sleeves, "I'm not going to read your diaries, it's good to get your emotions on paper, but nobody has the right to read 'em.,"

Prussia felt a bit of comfort from his words, but still felt unsure.

"So whatyya gonna do now?," America asked.

"I- I'm not sure...,"

"Well, we could start by taking Germany, Hungary, and Austria back to Hungary's place.,"

"Sure.," America was very unused to and unnerved by how timid and quiet Prussia was, "I'll- I'll tell you more when we get there,"4

"Glad to hear!," America beamed. The, like, pouring rain turned to, like, sprinkling rain as the sun began to show through.

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHhh! This took forever to write! The nextchapter will probably be the last chapter. THANK YOU AMERICA. Anyway... I have nothing else.

Later~