Gute Nacht, Guten MorgenIt started out as a summer cold. Prussia would cough occasionally and have a sneezing fit every now and again, but it hindered nothing in his life besides his ability to talk (though to him, this was one hell of a punishment). Nothing was especially concerning about the fact that the albino nation had caught this mild illness.Gute Nacht, Guten Morgen in Drama More Like This
Except, of course, for the fact that he was a nation.
Nations generally do not catch illnesses without a proper reason - their economic state, their people, their land, etc.; these were all ways that a nation could become ill, since they did not seem to catch normal human illnesses. Prussia was almost an exception, however, since he had actually experienced the "death of nations," dissolving, once in his life. He had only been back for a short time, less than two human years, but in that time, he had done everything he'd wanted to do before he dissolved. He had mended his relationship with his brother, which led to a sort of "truce" between him and Romano, h
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You woke up on a soft velvet bed, your head swimming slightly as you sat up. The room you were in was a very luxurious bedroom, with leather sofas with velvet pillows, fancy paintings and even a freaking gold chandelier. You stared at the chandelier in awe as the door opened to reveal a boy in a neat black suit with brown hair and auburn eyes. You noticed that he looked a lot like Feli, but that this boy's curl was curled the other way to Feli. He walked towards you slowly, eyes gleaming at you menacingly. He looked seriously pissed off at you even though you didn't even have a clue of who he was.
"Good, you're awake." The boy said harshly, leaning against the bed stand. You glared at the boy darkly.
"Who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here?" You asked, looking around the room for the second time. The boy chuckled darkly. You suddenly felt scared as you heard him laughing; it was terrifying.
"I'm Lovino Vargas, eldest son of the Vargas family. And <i>