The Missing pages to the Awesome Prussia's Diary

May 8^th 1945

    I knew something was wrong because my kingdom was acting strange that day, giving me weird side-glances and rarely speaking to me. But then the king Old Fritz came up to me and told me what the others were to scared to. “Gilbert, the war is at an end, West lost, and your no longer a country,” those words still echo in my mind.  How can I? The awesome Prussia no longer be accepted as a country? Its absolutely unfathomable!? But the worst was yet to come. “Ivan has bought your land and wants you to rule by his side” Fritz had said. Ivan, out of all the people IVAN!?! What does that vodka loser want with me? I practically terrorized him when we were young, also he has (and still does) scare the crap out of me. When ivan wants something, he gets it, like those poor Baltic nations. I mean one of them is really young.  Today was a total loser kind of day. Mein bruder has lost the war.  Im no longer a country, and ivan wants me to rule with him. I sat down on my thrown with gilbird flying on my crown.  I was a complete loser kind of mood. Totally unawesome. Ive decided to try and jump that wall that has separated my bruder and I. Ludwig will take me, if I tell him my story, Wont he?

May 9^th 1945

            Today I was so pissed at the situation I was in, I packed right away. I herd that Ivan was coming to check out his new territory and “queen.”  Not only am I being bought, I’m also being diminished as a un-awesome prissy girl.  Speaking of girls, I saw Roderich today, playing on his piano while I was on my travels to mein bruders,  and he looked as sissy as ever.  Then right behind him admiring every sissy and un-awesome note he played was Elizabeta. Soaking it all in.  I whispered to Gilbird the commands to terrorize the two, which in return I got a “pi piyo” I watched behind the bushes as he bomb-dived the two of them. Kesesesese it really brightened up my day.        Unfortunately they took cover behind the bush I was behind, and figured out quickly that I was the one to cause them such terror.  “what is your problem gilbert?” roderich accused. Elizabeta next to him just smacked me with that verdamnt frying pan. Seriously, for someone with such dominance, youd think that she would go for an awesome person like me instead of that priss, Roderich. Eliza stopped for a moment and saw that I was taking the beating. She told roderich to go and play some more as she kept me calm.      Roderich smiled and kissed her cheek. Yuck. That sissy thinks that he can do that to her, she could kick his ass. But instead she just smiled and blushed.  Once that poser was gone she sat down next to me and asked what was up with me. I told her about my demotion as a country and how ivan wanted me as his “queen” as he called it . she laughed when I said queen.  I had allways loved her laugh. But became sympathetic about the not being a country thing. She kissed my forehead and patted my leg. “im sorry about hitting you with a frying pan” she said. I told her I didn’t see why she was into a loser like roderich anyway.  She told me it was because he treated her like a lady. But seriously, even SHE thought she was a boy! How could I have known?     She took me to roderich and told him what I told her. He had a change of facial expression but he was still pissed, which made me smile. I bid them goodbye and they waved goodbye back. Once they wer out of sight I whispered to gilbird to poop on roderichs piano and head.

May 16^th 1945

    Finally, after sleeping out into woods or sneaking into peoples houses to eat for a week. I made it over the wall and into mein bruders house.  He was quite surprised when I came. And at my condition. He invited me in and to stay as long as I liked. Of course since this was my destionation I came in, but who was inside was both terrifying and hilarious. Roderich was on the couch sipping tea, I sat next to him and asked, why are you here, aren’t you suppose to be with your girlfriend? He sighed and sat his tea down. I got captured, and now west is babysitting me.  It still didn’t answer my question about Eliza but it seemed that he didn’t want to talk about it. So ill give him his space, mainly because im to tiered to question.                 As soon as I get up I see the cutest face ive ever see. It replied with Ve~ im Feliciano.  Strange as this sounds he reminded me of that unidentified gender kid that west had a crush on when he was little. I smiled and introduced myself as the awesome Prussia.  The Italian, I belive looked a bit sadder, he said that he herd about my country not being a country anymore and how Ivan wanted me as a side ruler. I glared over at roderich since he was the only person in the room that I had told.              West got me a place to sleep which was with roderich. West why do you torture me!? But it was better than where I usually slept, on a moss bed.  I sat my things down and unpacked.  Then the priss came into my room. “What in the hell are you doing in my room?” he asked. “hey back off puss, west put me in here” I shouted back. Roderich looked red with anger, but his facial expression looked as if he was embarresed. Embarassed!? What did he have to be embarrassed about.  Once I had that weird situation sorted out, I went to west. “whats up with the chibitalia look alike?” I asked. “oh feli…” he said and blushed. He only blushed that way when he was with chibitalia, either he knew that chibitaila was Feliciano, or he liked Feliciano anyway. “he ummm.. was originally a prisoner of war. But he decided that he wanted to stay. He cooks well though… I just wish he wasn’t so spaztic” he sighed but smiled. “well west maybe spaztic is what you need to get herr stick out of your ass” after that I ran for the hills, with west behind me whailing herr stick.

May 19^th 1945

            Spending time with mein buder is awesome, as well as knowing his lover/risoner of war. Feliciano, he has a nic word to say about everybody, even Ivan. Which was surprising. Not enough to change my mind about the vodka sereal killer, but enough to wonder what Ivan had ever do with Feliciano. Turns out he has a brother named Lovino and he was raised by Antonio, as he was raised by roderich, once their grandpa died. ( honestly I think Lovino got the better deal)  I remember Antonio, he helped me in kicking Roderich’s ass one time.  I wonder if he would help me in kicking ivans?     Once it was time for bed, I got into my bed but things started to get weird. Roderich crawled into my bed. At first I thought he was drunk but then he kissed me and I tasted no sissy or manly alcohol on him. So he was spooining and kissing me, sober!? Man if I thought that he was a priss now, this made him full out creepy… I nudged him a bit and he only held me tighter.  Since that didn’t get my point across I yrlled out “holy shit are you trying to pop a feel?!” this woke him up and got him red. “why are you yelling!!” he yelled back. “don’t change the subject roddy,” I flirted, “all those times you were mad at me, it wasn’t anger, it was sexual tension.”             He got red and then sighed. He took my hands and crashed his thin lips onto mine. He was so close, I could feel his mole. I kindof poked at it and then he moaned and pinned me onto the bed. To this day I cant say that I didn’t hate it. Seeing that priss unwind and take control for a change was actually quite a turn on. Sure I may act dominate. But every once in a while I want to be dominated.  Just as we were going to get busy I herd a snapshot. “eliza” I thought and just started posing, oh and my middle finger wanted to pose too so it did. Rodrich shook his head and pulled me to his hardening erection. Kesesesese, even his wood was small. It was cute how he tried to dominate me with that twig.  After the glorious sex was over (which I will explain in greater detail later because the awesome me is growing tiered) I fell asleep with rodrich in my arms. But I could of sworn I herd a smash in the window an...

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May 21^st 1945

            Turns out I was abducted, totally awesome, they are probably wanting ransom, and come on, who wouldn’t want this awesome person, but I have yet to meet my abductors. I woke up with a lack of a puss in my arms and a gain of a lump on my head. The light came on and I saw Antonio and Francis. Antonio looks the same but Francis, man his hair keeps getting longer. “whats up guys?” I asked. They hugged me and gave weird cheek kisses. “gilbert its been a while, we missed you” Francis said, “Si! And we saw you getting down with Roderich~” Antonio said with an added Fusososososo and francis added his ohonhonhon.  “ah shut up, it was a one night stand, besides it makes great blackmail.”  I smirked. “And that my friends, is what makes me so awesome…” I said with them all bursting into laughter. “Eliza is going to kill you” Antonio said. Francis face looked serious for a minute “hey what about some drinks, ill buy” he offered. And who turns down free beer? So we got there after a long car ride of catching up. I asked francis why this place? He said that he had relatives that owned the bar, and they made pretty good beer, its just the lack of publicity the joint has. I shrugged and thought “its still free beer” and followed my friends inside. Francis picked out  ‘the best place’   in the bar. Eh, its ok it has equal distance from the bathroom to the booze. Just then HE showed up                     The dare I say most cutest boy I have ever met. One little curl dangled over his big violet orbs, covered by his glasses. He looked skinny and a bit shy,  but he looked a lot like Feliciano in terms of cuteness, but he also looked like gilbird which made him irrisistable, the frame of a girl, and his hair to match it, but he was to flat-chested to be a girl. “hey francis, whats his name?” I asked  Francis turned his head to where I was pointing. “ill sapple matthieu” he said in French. I looked at him like he just came off a ufo. Antonio cleared up my confusion. “that’s Matthew, he is frances big brother, he owns this place with his twin brother Alfred.                  Just then a boy that looked a lot like matthew only with a Nantucket and Bright blue eyes. “hey im Alfred, nice to see you francy pants” Francis glared at him and hissed “why do you call me that?” Alfred gave this obnoxious laugh “just to mess with you, now whos jack frost over here?” he asked. I grumbled “Gilbert, Gilbert Belschmidt.” I said extending my hand to him “wait aren’t you related to Ludwig Belschmidt?” he asked “umm…yeah hes mein little bruder” I replied. He gave me this look of disgust. “hey, he didn’t ask to be a part of the war, just because he is german dosent mean he agreed with hitler. He had to fight. It was a bad situation, and I had to help mein bruder.” I said angerly, I hated when people accused him of being such a bad person, sure he is a hard ass, but he wasn’t a terribal human being.              Alfred’s disgust look went away with a smirk “haha we kicked your sorry  loving asses. Its just what heros do, defeat the bad and bring justice. “ god will this kid ever shut up, I thought. “oh hey, my bro.. ummm…hmmmm…” “matthew?” I replied trying to help him out. He snapped his fingers. “yeah, that’s him, anyway he wanted to give you this,  he saw you checking him out, but not to say that he wasn’t checking you out as well, so enjoy” he placed a bottle of maple beer onto the table for me. I was hesitant since this was the first time I have ever had maple beer, but then I tasted it, and chugged it down. “holy shit that was fantastic.” I exclaimed.  Francis and Antonio looked at me and smiled. “I never seen someone chug a beer so fast and needingly” Antonio said wide eyed. “must be pretty good” he laughed.  I smiled and thought a moment, Matthews own twin didn’t know his name, that annoying little shit, who can forget him!?  If I was his brother, I would stay by his side and beat the living crap out of anyone who tried to hurt him. Francis waved his hand across my face to get my attention. “fantasizing are we?” he asked and I turned red as a tomato, as Antonio would say. “Umm…well….ya see, its like this……….”  Antonio poked my arm repeditally  “you like mattie… you like mattie…..” he said pretty loudly “oh im sorry they didn’t hear you in Australia!!!” I yelled.           The cute Canadian was at your table. I was so caught in my embarrassment I didn’t even see him. GAH!!! Im a idiot. Francis and Antonio were on the floor laughing at this time and matthew was blushing. Even his blush was adorable. It looked like those sunshines in childrens shows with the blush and a sweet smile. I on the other hand was red and shrinking. “hi” he replied  and I gave him one of those one swipe waves. “im matthew, I was going to take your order but it looks like  you made up your min with my maple beer”                 I perk up. “y-you brewed that?” I asked and he nodded.  “everythings sweeter with syrup.” He said. I instantly got a hard on, I wonder what he tasted like drenched with syrup, I smiled and ordered a whole case of the maple beer. Francis looked at him and signaled to matthew half of the order. Apperantly maple beer was expensive. A few hours later. Antonio left, “Iovino would get worried” he said, and francis passed out. The annoying brat clocked out thus (technachlly) leaving me with Matthew. We talked a bit and he noticed my bird in my hair “oh , that’s gilbird, you look a lot like him, maybe I should call you mein birdie” I said and kissed his hand. A rush of a familier taste kicked in. maple. This kid must of ate so much, it just soaked into his skin. I should probably head back to francis’…. Well maybe a few more hours with mein Birdie.

May 22^nd 1945

            Ah.. my head. And apparently I’m in a different spot. I check the walls, and try to see anything that might lead up to something.no wedding photos so I wasn’t caught by roderich ( don’t ask me how I know what their room looks like.) I saw a  bear sleeping in my lap. Wait a bear, “HOLY SHIT!!!” I exclaim. “NOT AWESOME< NOT AWESOME AT ALL!!!” I scream and cower in the corner. Just then. Birdie came to my rescue “you ok gil?” he asked. I nodded in fear. “will it eat me?’ I asked. “kuma….kumajigi?” he had a hard time remembering his name “who are you?” the bear responded. Wait, the bear just talked.  It talked!! “im Canada your owner” he said and rubbed his ears. “not you” he said and got out of Matthews lap and  into mine “you, who are you?” it asked. “im the awesome Prussia” I said.                        Matthew looked shocked. “I herd about your country” he said and hugged me. I hugged back  “its not that, Ivan, wants to marry me!! I cant let that happen!” I cried. He patted my back once more. “He said that at the world meeting.” Matthew whispered. I nodded and he got me up” want some pancakes?” he asked. I nodded and webate together. I wasnt in fear of my life or vital regions here. Mattie and I had a wonderful converstion, how he got into hockey, or the numerous times that france had hitted on him. How he got kumajiro, that’s an interesting story he told me.turns out he was raised by Arthur and francis, Arthur found the twins and they looked exactly the same. Arthur made a spell in where he changed Matthews eye color,. When he and francis left America to Canada, he found a bear orphaned. So he took it and raised it as his own. So he just kept it. I wanted to know what made matthew tick. What he liked and what he didn’t, what did he do for fun, and how to cheer him up. I know theres a word for it, I was falling for him. But whats that word called, begins with an L…

May 30^th 1945

            Its been 8 days since I saw matthew and sure enough I was in L… I still cant figure that word out, and im afraid to tell matthew because ill have to describe how I feel about him unawesome but at the exact same time awesome feels for him. I think ill say it today I know I can do it. I make him breakfast and put it on our bed where he is sleeping. Once he wakes up he smiles and says good morning. I reply with a guten morgan and we cuddle in bed  as he eats and watches hockey…. Big mistake on my part. Because once the team he was rooting for wins. He flips the remainder of his bereakfast and goes insane. This was both scary and a turn on. Look at this normaly shy matthew turn into such an animal. He picks me up and kisses me long and hard shoving his tongue into my mouth. This was the first time we kissed and I just wanted more. Once he came to, he went wide eyed. “i-im sorry” he said.  In reply I kiss him deeper “no need, I wanted to say this for a while now birdie, ich liebe dich” I say. Oh crap I just went under, no turning back now, what if he wasn’t into me? Now I start to question my awesomeness. “je’ taime” I herd in a whisper. He said it. He said tht he loved me. I learned a few French from hearing francis and matthew talk and I know that je’ taime means I love you. I fnally gotout of the friend zone… its possible.

Matthew shut the book as he looked to his sleeping husband. A year later they were wedded,  Ivan still chased after Gilbert but was easily scared off, they invited him only when a hockey game was on. They shared maple beer together and laughs. Antonio, Francis, Ludwig, and Alfred came by often to see their niece Sorrel and their nephew Vince.  Tommarow was their 67^th anniversary and for 67 years, gilbert wasn’t allways good with describing how he came to meeting him.  Since matthew was allways curious he thought he might as well read it.  Roderich wasn’t as much as a threat since gilbert had told him about that time. And how he didn’t really like it, he was just being an ass. It still makes him jealous if he sees roderich get a it to close to gilbert.  He began a new understanding to his husband, what he has been through and how he has changed because of it. He kissed his heand and was strategicly going to place the book where he found it when he saw something on the table. He swithched the book for the paper and it read “Dear Birdie,        Happy 67^thid love to see who could say that, Kesesesese. Anyway as you allways give me love throuought all these years. I thought that maybe I can give you something that you allways wanted to know. What happened to me prior to us? So now you have read how I was. The most saddest part of mein existence. Became the life I would never give up, even if it cost me my ability to become a country. Just like I said and still mean 68 years ago ich liebe dich birdie!  love gilbert”               Matthews eyes welped up with tears. He never told anyone about his past. Except the fact he once was Prussia. He told him everything. It must have been hard. But he still did. He kissed his lips and cuddled into him “I love you too gilbert.”