Don't Let Me Disappear.

"Centuries" Old Prank

Sorry I was gone for so long, my phone literally just stopped working and I just got a new one...anyway, here's the next update! (P.S., another horrible shooting occurred but this time five officers were killed. Honestly, what is our world coming to? We all need to chill out, we have huge issues to deal with and right now a civil war shouldn't be one of them. Sometimes I wish people would stop being so selfish...)

- Prussia <(>^<)>
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The elevator doors slid open as they made it to the lobby, and the three wasted no time sprinting from the elevator to reach the meeting room hopefully before anyone else had arrived.

"So what are we going to do Prussia?" America shouted over the running footsteps, "and why couldn't you just text it to us?"

Prussia laughed quietly to himself as he slowed to stop at the door, quickly unlocking it. The three glanced around the inside to ensure no one was inside the room, soon deeming it safe and stepping in.

Prussia tossed the keys to Denmark, who quickly re-locked the door, then hopped up on long, oval, dark wood table that stretched throughout the room. America and Denmark soon walked over, standing in front of the Prussian.

"Alright," He beemed, crossing his arms over his chest, "this will require a little acting!" He glanced at Denmark, who was grinning proudly, "you will bug your good old friend Norway." At this, Denmark's grin weakened slightly with nervousness at the thought of a pissed Norwegian, but Prussia continued.

"You'll take his hair pin, simple as that! Run around the room or something, cause a mess." He then turned his attention to the both of them, "Ze awesome me will bug either West or Austria--"

"So pretty much our goal is to start a fight...?" America asked, tilting his head slightly.

Prussia nodded, his attention now on America, "But I really wanted to try this out, we're just the backups for the fight to get going, you're going to be the real fuel to the fire..." America perked up at this, pumping his fist in the air.

"Of course I will be, I'm America after all!" His attention turned back to the albino, "So what will I be doing then?"

Prussia seemed to beam immediately with pride. "You, my friend, will call France 'Sugar Daddy' loud enough for England to hear you. You have to be all sexual about it too, it'll be so funny!"

America's look immediately turned to disgust, "what the hell man? Why me how did you think of that?" Prussia hopped down, stretching, before responding.

"Simple really," He explained, "because in the American Revolution, France spent a great deal of money on helping you. Well what do they call older people who pay for younger ones? He's your sugar daddy!" Prussia finished, beaming with pride.

The room was silent for a moment before all three of them erupted into a loud laughter.

"That's an amazing idea! It'll make England so mad he'll beat the shit outta France!" America shouted, pumping his fist in the air again. Denmark nodded, glancing at the clock.

"Now that we've got the plan, we should open the doors. Meeting starts soon."

Prussia followed Denmark's gaze to the clock and nodded, there was only ten minutes left. Just on time, Germany started banging on the door, growling angirly.

"Get out here now you idiot! The meeting is starting soon, open the damned door!" Prussia scooped the keys from the table where Denmark had left them and walked towards the door.

"Alright alright!" He called out, unlocking the door and the German immediately pushed through, "gotta ruin all the fun.." Germany ignored his brother and glared at Denmark and America, before rolling his eyes and taking his seat at the end of the table. Prussia took his seat beside his brother, and the others found their places just as nations started walking in.

"You idiots planned something," Germany mumbled, low enough for only Prussia to hear him, "I'm watching you." Prussia stuck his tongue out but remained silent as the rest of the nations piled in, closing the door behind the last person. They all sat down, chatting amongst themselves, until finally the clock struck 9 a.m., and Germany called them all to order.

"Alright, today we need to discuss the growing terrorist threat..." Germany started, earning nods from the room, but Prussia already tuned him out. He glanced around and met Denmark's eyes, giving a barely noticeable nod. Denmark grinned, though obviously nervous, and looked to the side at his Norwegian friend. As Germany talked, Denmark reached over and snatched the pin from Norway's hair, immediately shoving it in his pocket.

Norway shot Denmark an dangerous glare, his eyes warning the Danish man to return it, but trying not to draw too much attention. When Denmark didn't make a move, Norway reached across his lap to try and grab it, but Denmark immediately grabbed his wrist and grinned, Norway obviously glaring, his patience growing thin.

Before it could continue, America spoke up when Germany granted him permission. "Well, as the Hero, I think we should ask my good old Sugar Daddy what he believes we should do about...uh, global warming!"

France immediately perked up, raising an eyebrow when he realized America was speaking to him.

"Sugar Daddy?" England and France said in unison, France's sounding a little more sexual.

"Yeah!" America stood, rounding the table and slinging an arm around France's shoulder, ruffling his hair. "He used sooooo much money on me for the Revolutionary War, so he obviously wants me, isn't that right, Daddy?"

As soon as the cringing words left his mouth, England was on his feet and grabbing the Frenchman by his collar. Germany was already trembling with anger, and America, Denmark, and Prussia were dying with laughter. Immediately Denmark started waving the pin in front of Norway's face, causing the quiet Norwegian to snap at him and punch and slap at an attempt to get the pin. Prussia started bugging the shit out of Austria by tugging his hair and snatching his glasses, quickly sprinting around the room when the pissed Austrian jumped up to grab him. America continued laughing and calling France his "Daddy" as England pounded the Frenchman's face into dust.

Soon the entire room began arguing with one another, the room filled with shouting, laughing, and soon, fights. All were fighting other than Russia, Germany, and that one nation no one ever seemed to remember or see...

As he held Austria in a headlock and ruffled his used-to-be-perfect hair, Prussia laughed and watched as all his friends and nations fought. He was happy, because most of them were happy, they were arguing but laughing and smiling, all except Austria and a few other drama queens.

He was having a blast, and suddenly loved all of them. All their energy, smiles, laughter. It filled the room with joy.

Even Germany was trying to hide a small smile as the scared Italian clung to his side. This is how he wanted to be remembered, as someone who brought the party and the fun. Not as a war starter, but as a friend.

Even as all these thoughts went through his mind, he knew he wouldn't give up on that dream. He wasn't going to disappear as long as he could help it, and he already had a plan brewing.

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A close friend of mine got me to do the whole Sugar Daddy thimg, so I hope you liked it Roma xD
Bye GILBIRDS~ <(>^<)>