AN: I've had this in my head for awhile now and I've finally written it cause it's summer and I have nothing better to do! It's been haunting me in the back of my head telling me to write it and do other things...but those other things aren't important at the moment. They will be important soon though, very soon... *evil chuckle*

And yeah the title's stupid, but I seriously couldn't figure out what to name this... *sob*

Wow, I just went from evil to sobbing, I need to go to bed.

Please review so I can see if I need to fix or work on anything, I like opinions!


The sound of birds and sunlight stabbed into Prussia's eyes and ears and made him wake up from his amnesia slumber. He looked around and realized he wasn't in a place he's ever been before. Oh no. The last thing he remembered was being out with his friends France and Spain, going from bar to bar drinking and having a good time. Then things start to get hazy and—

"Morning sexy,"

Prussia realizes that he's in a bed. Oh crap. Then he looks to the side and sees that there's someone in the bed. Oh shit. Prussia springs out of the bed and falls onto the ground.

"Oww, son of a—"

"Hehe," the stranger giggled, "you okay?"

Prussia looked up to see that it was a woman naked in the bed looking down on him.

"Last night was great, I'm so glad I found you," the woman said.

"What the—why the—huh?" Prussia couldn't find the words to comprehend what was happening at the moment.

The woman giggled again, "Do you not remember what happened last night? Well I could see that since you were pretty drunk last night,"

"Oh no, did we…"

"Well think about it hun, we're both naked in a bed, so yes, we had sex. And it was good sex too, you weren't lying when you were gloating at how good you were,"

Prussia just sat there on the ground, butt naked trying to take in what the woman said.

"I…I had sex…with you,"

"Yes dumb! I thought we already established this!"

"I…I have to go," Prussia stood up quickly trying to find his clothes.

"Well I wasn't expecting you to stay for breakfast, see ya," the woman said and just rolled back under the covers and went back to sleep.

Prussia found his clothes and ran out of the woman's apartment. I'm so screwed, I can't believe I did this. He saw a taxi go by and called for it; he got inside and said the address for his brother's home. As he sat in the taxi he had a look on his face as if he'd just killed someone. He looked at his phone and it said 9:30. Though, it didn't matter what time it was, all he knew was that he fucked up and he fucked up bad.

When the taxi got to Germany's house, Prussia just threw money at the driver and ran into the house. Germany saw Prussia come by and greeted him, but Prussia ignored him and went straight to the bathroom and took a shower. Germany got worried after about 20 minutes and went upstairs to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Hey Gilbert, are you okay?"

"Yeah yeah I-I'm fine!"

"You've been in there for 20 minutes,"

"Oh, I lost track of time, I'll be out soon,"

Germany didn't really know what to say after that, so he just left him be. He didn't get out for another 15 minutes. When he did get out, he got dressed and went downstairs to the living room and sat on the couch. He didn't really know what to do but just sit there. Germany was sitting in his armchair reading a book when he noticed Prussia just sitting there, not saying or doing anything, and broke the silence.

"Gilbert, are you sure you're okay?"

Prussia flinched when Germany spoke to him, "Huh? Oh, yeah yeah I'm fine just fine!" he laughed nervously. It was quiet for a couple more minutes, then Prussia said softly, "Hey, Ludwig…"


"Nothing, never mind." Prussia said. He felt the need to admit to Germany what he should do, but felt that as the older brother he shouldn't have to ask for help from him. He stood up and went to his room. He sat on his bed and opened his phone and saw he had 3 messages and 2 missed calls from Spain.

Message 1:

Francis 11:48 pm

Hey where are you? Spain and I can't find you.

Message 2:

Antonio 12:28 am

¿Dónde está Gilbert? We can't find you and we're about to go home.

Message 3:

Matthew 8:00 am

I'm excited to see you tonight! I've got everything prepared and I'm just waiting for you, see you at 6:00. ;)

That last message made him want to throw up. He was going to have to tell him soon, he couldn't bear lying to his boyfriend. He replied back to Spain and France:

Sorry I didn't get to you sooner, I ended up wandering off to Germany's place and crashing here around 1.

He didn't want to tell them what happened either. France was a total parent when it came to Canada's dating life, and especially knowing of Prussia's past of invading many people's/nations vital regions he felt a bit sketchy about how their relationship would be. And if he told Spain then he'd immediately tell France.

"Good God what have I done?" Prussia questioned rhetorically.

For the rest of the morning Prussia just stayed in his room on his bed thinking about what to say when the time came. Germany came up at one point and confronted Prussia on what was going on with him, but Prussia protested that nothing was wrong with him so much that Germany just left him alone.

In the afternoon Prussia went to the airport to head to his lovers home. The trip was pure hell because every minute that went by no one knew. When he got off the plane he texted Canada that he'd take a cab to his place, just to let Canada's happiness last a little longer before he broke his heart. When he got up to Canada's place he nervously looked at the door. He hesitated to knock on the door, but took a deep breath in and knocked on the door. Before he even finished the third knock the door sprang open to the happy Canadian who hugged Prussia with excitement.

"Prussia! I'm so glad you're here!"

"Yeah, g-good to see you too," Prussia said nervously. It felt even worse telling Canada what happened since he was so happy to see him, they haven't seen each other in three weeks. Canada let go and saw that Prussia looked nervous and didn't have any bags with him.

"Hey are you okay?"


"Did something happen? Here, come in," Canada gestured Prussia in kind of forcefully.

"L-look can we—" before he finished speaking Canada jumped on him and started kissing him. Even though he really really wanted to have sex, he knew that telling him afterwards would make it hurt even more than it would. Then Canada reached for the zipper on Prussia's pants and Prussia quickly grabbed his hand.

"Look Matthew stop for a sec!"

Canada stopped and look at him oddly, "You…you called me Matthew,"

"Umm, yeah?"

Canada stood up, "You usually call me Birdie or Mattie,"

"Can we sit down for a sec; I have something important to tell you,"

Canada hesitated for a minute, then got off of Prussia and helped him up. They went and sat down in the living room.

"Gilbert what's wrong?"

"I…well…" he took a deep breath in and inhaled sharply, "Matthew there's no easy way to say this but…last night I went out with Spain and France and…" Prussia trailed off.


"I…I got really drunk and…"

"Gilbert don't tell me you…" Canada said with sadness. Prussia could just feel Canada's heart breaking.

"I," Prussia looked into his eyes, "I cheated on you."