Just makeing this one-shot for the fun of it. Dont judge. Or Russia and I will find you and eat your soul. Thats prittey much it.................................. SO DEAL WITH IT
Warnings: Mabie some mild language, Odd pairing.... And for all you lawers out there who spend your time looking for disclamers on every fanfiction in the webernetz, i do not own Hetalia
The Prussian muttered to himself, paceing the room- Wait, no make that basement. "How dare they ignore the awesome me! Who do they think i am! I AM THE AWESOME ME!!!" He ranted to himself, makeing the room shake slightly when he yelled about his awesomeness.
"SHUSH IT" A booming voice yelled above him, after shouting out some verry colorful words of corse.
"Sorry Bruder!" He shouted back, ignoreing his younger brother slightly. "How dare they say im not a nation!" He went back to his ranting, only a little quieter this time to avoid being shouted at.