Do You Remember? Germany x Italy

Strings

I felt bad always going to Prussia, but I had no one else to ask. He was the only one close enough to Germany to know. I jumped up to Prussia doorstep, ringing the doorbell. A moment later the door opened revealing Prussia with crazy hair, bags under his eyes, and his clothes in disarray. His back was hunched over and he asked me with such a lifeless voice, "Oh... Italia... Vhat are jou doing here?" "Veeee.... Prussia what-a happened? Are-a you ok?" I asked worriedly. "Never mind me..." He growled, "Why are jou here?" "What is February second?" I timidly asked. "Germany's original birthday." He answered like it was common sense, followed by a yawn. "Oh!!!" I pondered for a second, "I thought-a he didn't remember who-a he was until a little while ago. Do you-a think he remembered it and-a circled it on-a the calendar?" "He didn't circle it." Prussia mumbled as he rested against the door, "I did." He was about to close the door but I pushed it open again. "What's-a wrong?" I asked concerned. "I learned zhat zhe British scheisse [shit] cannot raise kids. Zhis kid is so messed up, especially since his dad is SWEDEN." I saw Sealand walk down the stairs, "Prussia I'm hungryyyyy~" he whined.
"A BAMBINO!!" I happy pushed passed Prussia and entered his house. Forget about waiting to be invited- kids are my thing. "Please. Come in." Prussia sarcastically mumbled. I picked up the small country and swung him in my arms. He had thick eyebrows and baby blue eyes, his little sailor cap presenting itself on the side of his head, and his tie was crooked. "Set me down you wanker!!" He struggled against my hold. "Awwww you really are like Britain~~~!" I cooed. He spat at me, leaving me to set him down as he ran behind a pile of pillows by the couch. "Don't take it personally." Prussia chimed in. "He only listens to Sweden, Finland, America and I." He flopped on the couch. "Veeee~?" "Ja, and zhe little punk never runs out of energy." I smiled, "I-a can help with that!" "Huuughhh?" He groaned. I walked quietly to the pillows hiding the young boy. I pulled one up to reveal his face. "What do YOU want?" He snarled. "A race." I grinned, Prussia knew what was coming next as he lazily laughed. "Why should I have a race with you?" He smirked, looking rather smug with himself. "Because I-a want to hold a race with-a a prize." "What kind of prize?" "Hmmm..." I pondered aloud. "If you-a win, YOU get to boss me around." I pointed to myself. "But if I win, you have to do-a what I say." "Psh." He flipped his hand around. "Why would you make a deal you know you are going to loose? Perhaps you didn't know that I'm fast. Well let me tell you I am very fast." Prussia continued to laugh into a pillow, to which Sealand responded to by standing up from behind his fortress and smacked the back of the Prussians head. "Mean..." The tired Prussian cried. "So emotional..." I thought to myself. I turned away, "It's ok. We-a don't need to race. It just-a means you don't get to-a boss me around~." I coaxed him to take the challenge. Fortunately for me, he took the bait.

Prussia grabbed duct tape and made a line in the grass, Sealand and I would start behind it and when he Prussia said go we would start. We both lined up behind the tape, ready to start. We would run three laps around his house. "I'll give you-a a twenty second start." I offered. He simply scoffed, "I don't need a handicap. I'm going to win without it." Feeling rather cocky I slid in a, "You'll wish you-a took my offer later."

"GO!" Prussia yelled, and I took off. It's needless to say I won, and finished my third lap as he was half way finished with his second. "You cheated!" He yelled at me once he finished the second lap. So again we raced and I won. He then asked for a third time but took the handicap. I still won.

He huffed as he admitted defeat, "Fine. You win." It's been a while since I've heard that. "What do you want?" "Have you slept at all last night?" "No..." "Then head to-a bed." "But it's 2:00 in the afternoon!!" He whined. "I won. Remember?" I smiled.

With Sealand in bed it meant I finally got a chance to talk to Prussia, and he could get some sleep afterwards as well. "So-a February second is Luddy's real birthday?" I poked around. "Ja, I don't think he knows that though, even if he did get some memories back. I've always circled it on all zhe calendars I come across. It helps me feel like I won't forget." "Ohhh...." I rest my chin between my thumb and index finger. "So-" "A good gift would be a stringed instrument." He interrupted, trying to hurry this along so he could sleep. I simply nodded, gave my thanks, and left.

"A stringed instrument?" I thought as I wandered the city. "He can play an instrument?" I wanted to know if there was something specific he plays but all I got was "any stringed instrument." So my safest bet was the guitar, because worst case scenario I can play it for him. I searched in a couple of different little shops until I found the perfect one. It was a light golden color, it's strings sturdy and rang with beauty. It was large enough so it wouldn't look like a child's guitar when he played it. It was expensive, but nothing I couldn't work off. So I bought it, along with a slick black case and a couple of picks. I threw it over my shoulder and made my way back, careful as to not let Germany find it since there is another 8 hours to his birthday officially.

This was going to be exciting.

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So I don't write a story for a little less than a year and post it the day after I said I would? Damn I'm a horrible author ;w; Forgive me!!!!! I swear I don't do this on purpose. Especially a chapter like this.... it SUCKS. But it will get better I promise. Please hang in there until I finish the story! >~<!!