Hetalia Prussia-Broken Glass Mirror

Hey, Prussia!

    Prussia smiled as he walked into the meeting room. This was going to be a good day, at least for him. The minute he stepped into the room he got a glare from England and Germany.

    England scoffed, "What took you so long? We are already half way through the meeting!" Prussia's smile twitched slightly as he found his seat, "I'm sorry, sort of lost my phone zis morning." America laughed, "How can you sort of loose a phone?"

    If Prussia's smile had dropped for a minute nobody noticed or wiped it off as slight irritation. Prussia soon enough pulled the cocky grin back on his face, "Vell....I did. Vhat is it to you?" America didn't answer, just shrugged.

Germany looked over at Prussia, "You could have at least humored us by calling us when you found your phone." Prussia dropped his smile and gave him a dull look, "Vhy should I? Vould it have changed anyzing? No, I don't zink so! Let's just finish this meeting."

Everyone was none the less to say, shocked. Prussia never talked this way to Germany, never. What in the world was going on? Most people decided to just let it slide because maybe he was just irritated and tired, who knew?

The meeting went on as usual after that, and surprisingly it was very calm. Nobody really fought and Prussia didn't try any of his usual tricks or act obnoxious in any way at all. This made Germany, France, and Spain wonder what the hell was the matter with him. He never acted this way even when he lived with Russia. He had always been happy, outgoing, and obnoxious. He didn't even say awesome once.

When Prussia decided to leave France couldn't help voicing his worry for his friend. "Does anyone feel like something is wrong with Prussia?" Everyone looked over at France and Russia added, "He did not even glare at me like he usually always does during the meeting." Spain shook his head, "He would usually at least try to talk to us and get us into one of his tricks or pranks..."

England sat there thinking for a second before he muttered, "He didn't say one word since he got here." Italy jumped up, "Ve~ He even snapped back at Germany, he would never do that." Japan hummed his agreement before he said, "Prussia-san did not even say awesome." China shrugged all of the worry away and said, "Maybe he is just having a very hard and miserable day. We should just ask him what is wrong before we jump to any conclusions."

Germany just sat there, his thoughts clouded his hearing and a small amount of worry bit at the edge of his mind. This was not his brother, his brother never acted this way. His thoughts were finally broken when England tapped him on the shoulder. He looked at England and let his eyes ask the question. England shook his head, "Do you agree that we should just ask your brother what is wrong?" Germany managed to get out an okay out and England nodded saying, "Good, who wants to ask him?"

"We will", Spain answered as he stood up and pulled France with him. They left the room rather quickly not sparring a single glance to anyone else.

*********Meanwhile with 'Prussia'***********

(Prussia POV)

Dammit! What had gone wrong? Everyone looked like they couldn't believe what he had said and done. Did he do something wrong? Did he not do something right? Shit! I need to find out more about Prussia, no, no, myself. I am Prussia! I need to find out more about myself that way no one will be able to guess who I really am.

"Hey, Prussia!"

Gah, what now? I spun around to see France and Spain running after me. I immediately pulled a smile back onto my face. "Yes, do you need something?"

Spain looked over at France and then gave me a confused look, "Look, stop hiding behind that smile. We know something is wrong! You haven't tried to prank anybody, you were extremely quite during the meeting, you haven't said awesome at all, and worst of all you shouted back at Germany. You would never do that, Germany is your little brother and you always hold a lot of respect for him! What in this world is the matter with you?"

"O-oh, I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night, I'm tired and irritated. The meeting was boring and annoying and grated on my nerves some more, so I am just irritated and tired, understand?"

France nodded, "Yes, we understand. Just go home and take a rest, it will help. Also, do you know what would be a good time to go get drinks together?"

I thought about it for a second, was that a good idea? Finally, I agreed, "How about tomorrow around 5 o' clock?"

Spain smiled, "Sure, bye amigo. See ya tomorrow! Have a good sleep." Spain turned around and pulled France along with them as they left.

I spun around and made my way towards the exit again. So that is how I act? Good, now I know more about you or myself. Ha ha ha, this is great! Oh my, soon enough this whole world will bow to me, just to imagine that he almost had that once, but he wasn't sly enough, so practically everything was taken from him. The only reason they keep him around is because of his experience, now. Well, I am going to take everything now, without even a fight.

I can't wait to see them on their knees, begging for their lives. Feeling so much hatred that their precious friend would do this to them! I sighed, I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I didn't even notice that I someone was following me or that I was already outside until someone shouted,

"Bruder, vhere are you going?"

I stopped, that annoying imbecile that is supposed to be my brother was following me. I spun around allowing the smile on my face to become more friendly and not as cold and savage. "I am going home, bruder."

Germany gave me a confused look, "You are going the wrong way! Our house is back that way, remember? Are you sure that you are feeling okay?!" I nodded, "Yes, yes, just tired." I faked a yawn to try and make it seem more obvious. Germany gave me a weird look before nodding and leading the way, in the other direction. I growled as I followed him. He is to smart, he knows too much, I need to get him off my back or get rid of him totally.

Ahh, but how? I will figure that out later. I will have to do something with France and Spain as well. They were probably sent to ask me what was wrong and then run back to everyone else and report what was the matter.

I smiled, I live such an annoying life. What an annoying person......soon enough they will be gone though and so will you......soon enough.

*******Meanwhile in a Glass Prison*********

( ??? POV)

I was standing in a reflective, cold, black but light room. I was standing, but yet I felt like i was falling......slowly unraveling. I had to hit something soon, everything has a bottom right? I am already standing on the bottom though wasn't I? Or maybe I was upside down.....

My mind felt like it was being torn apart, cut into pieces, but when I looked at myself, I was whole. What is going on? I want to scream with rage and yet cry, I wanted to smile and I wanted to laugh. What is happening? This isn't me!

Was I standing, was I falling? What was up, what was down? I don't know!

Finally, I looked straight ahead, at least I think so....

A room, completely torn apart, but still a room. I walked towards it, I reached out, almost there, almost there.

My fingers hit a cold, smooth surface....Glass. I slammed my hand against it, let me out! That room it was so close, so far. It was right there. I howled with rage and banged on the glass. Please let me out!

I stepped back a little, my back hit another surface.....more glass. The whole room was glass, no, no, not a room.

A Prison.

A Glass Prison.

A prison of glass that I needed to break out of. Whoever put me here had a bigger plan, a bigger reason. I hoped it had nothing to do with the other countries, especially West. 

"West, keep safe, my little bruder. Not all of reality is real."