Random Hetalia stories

PrussiaxBroom

Prussia just got home from spending the day with France and Spain. He set his bag down and went to the fridge. There was nothing there. "Vhat as hell! No drinks for ze awesome me?!" nothing happened. He half exspected his brother to appear out of no where and hand him a drink. Now knowing west wasn't here he went and sat in a chair being bored. "Ze awesome me shouldn't be bored!" he stood up to fast and knocked the chair over and fell along with it. Dazed he moved the chair over and stood up. He rubbed his back and looked around. "Hm....." he picked up a broom. He stood there for a moment, he moved it to look like a guitar. He pretended to strum. He did it again but this time with sound effects. "Run dunga dunga dunga dunga!" he grinned. "Zis is fun!" he kept Doing that till he heard the door open. He stopped dead. He can hear west breathing, he also knows that Italy was behind west. After a few moments someone spoke up "Vhat are you doink?" Prussia turned around and looked at west "just sweeping awesomly. Vhat are you doink?" west states at his brother the turned and left. Italy followed after Germany. Prussia stood there for a moment waiting to see if they're coming back. After a few moments he took his broom upstairs to his room. He set it in his bed and layed beside it. Staring at the broom for a few minutes he scooted towards it. Pulling the broom close to him he whispered where it would have ears "vou're vital reagions belong to ze awesome prussia" he soon fell asleep holding the broom. When Germany came to wake him up because he slept to late he snickerd seeing him cuddling a broom. Italy snapped a picture. Prussia was later found out for his broom and was made fun of for a few weeks. After it stopped then his guitar broom playing was on full force.