Betrayed - Hetalia

Prussia's P.O.V

I HATE autocorrect. It changed Prussia to Russia like a million times. Anyway, I'm trying to write Prussia as best as I can. I've written 'awesome' a lot. Enjoy~

I felt very bad for Alfred, he shouldn't feel upset! So I took it as my task to make him feel better. To make him feel Awesome. Not that he isn't already! America isn't as awesome as me but...he really is awesome.

But I didn't think it through. "Sure dude! What do you want to do?" Alfred asked. My smile dropped. What are we going to do? I was embarrassed and my neck felt very hot. "I, uh, well, the Awesome Prussia did not think of that..." I replied quietly.

He laughed happily, such a nice laugh. "It's okay...we can think of something to do!" He said. We both smiled at each other and walked out of the building. I swear a big chill went down my spine...I did not like it. 

"We have about five or six hours. Since we still want time to change and stuff." America said as the sun hit our faces. "Hm...well, there iz a couple of museums we could visit," I suggested. Alfred tilted his head in thought.

"Okay, what kinds?" I thought...Alfred likes History? Right? "There iz a museum about called Reichstag Building. You can learn about history there." I said. America smirked. "That sounds fun~. History." He said mischievously. 

I got what he meant and I smirked too. "History~. Right."

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After a little tour about Germany's history, America and I decided to go get some pretzels. "The look on ze woman when we answered every question correctly!" I said joyfully before taking a bite into a pretzel. "I know dude! Man, imagine if we went to another country's history museum and answered every question!!!" America said laughing. 

It was one of the best ideas we've had. We spent at least an hour annoying and freaking out the tour guide by answering in perfect German about their history. We spent two more just looking around. Now it was 3:30. We still had, at least, an hour. 

"Maybe we can just walk around? We still have some time." America said, finishing his pretzel. "That soundz like a good idea." I agreed. 

So we went out of the pretzel shop and just walked around. We somehow ended up at Checkpoint Charlie. And from there, made it to the Berlin Wall. "Mommy, why is this wall so important???" I heard a young girl ask. The mother quickly looked at her phone. ''Apparently, it was an important place from the Cold War." 

I had totally forgotten. I shouldn't have brought Alfred. He had seemed to have heard and his eyes, the ones that were usually so cheerful, slightly clouded over with sadness. We walked in silence to a more quiet place, somewhere with fewer people. 

''Alfred, Ivan made a terrible, unawesome mistake. Please, you just have to forget about him." I said softly. He sighed. "I know Gilbert, I know. Its just...I've always worried I was never good enough, and now that...that happened, I feel like I'm not good enough." He responded.

He wasn't crying but I could tell he was sad. I wrapped my arms around him and he embraced me. I was slightly taller, I noticed. I smiled to myself. Of course I'm taller, I am awesome. 

"You're a good country, America. Russia should not be a problem." I said quietly. After a couple of seconds, we let go. The whole time, I had the same, unpleasant shiver I had back at the meeting building. 

He smiled. "Thank you...what time is it now?" He asked. I shrugged and he checked his phone. "4:50" He mumbled. "Maybe we should head over to the hotel?" I suggested.

He had a confused look on his face. "I thought you were in a different hotel, Prussia." I chuckled. "No, you happened to check into a hotel I usually stay in."

Alfred grinned. "Okay then, let's go back so we can look fresh. Or, are you just too awesome for that?" I smirked. "Maybe I am."

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.Yeah, Yeah, I know, another time skip. I don't know, car rides are boring.

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Alfred and I parted ways because he was one floor above me. I went into my room and shivered. "Warum habe ich den ganzen Tag so gefuhlt?" I muttered. I took a warm shower, wondering why that cold feeling has bee bothering me all day. 

Only Russia has been able to make me feel like that, and that was when he was angry. "He couldn't have been following us, there were too many people," I said. However, Russia was tall, he could easily see over crowds. I got out and started dressing in something America had shown me a long time ago.

It was a black, dress jacket with a yellow button-down shirt. Something he said that his...Hollywood stars wore. He also said it went well with black slacks..."Something tells me France may have had helped with his fashion choices." I said. Getting some that Germany had made me buy, I put them on with my boots. "No one can resist my awesome boots!"

"Now...for my hair!" I exclaimed going to the mirror. I dried it and combed it out and just left it how it usually was. "It's beautiful just the way it is!" 

I checked a clock on a bedside table. 6:00. How is it six?! I don't take that long, my awesomeness isn't that hard to control! Then I reminded myself that I still had an hour. "Well... it wouldn't hurt to go check on Alfred..."

I got out of the door until I saw my biggest nightmare at the moment. "Gilbert~, so nice to see you!" Russia cooed. I gritted my teeth. "I'm afraid I can't say the same about you, Russia," I replied. I really want to run. 

He just smiled, "You know where my little sunflower is, Da?" He asked. Oh, Mein Gott please help. "I do but he doesn't exactly want to see you," I answered. He glared at me. "However, I don't appreciate how close you're getting with him. You two are just friends, remember?" He said sweetly. When I mean sweetly, I mean dangerously. 

I felt my ears go red. We are friends, Russia has gotten it wrong. "Well, I'm sure he didn't appreciate how close you got with Yao, now did he?" I spat out. I felt very awesome at that moment but he came closer, seemingly even more angered. 

"I advise you don't put your nose in other people's affairs," Russia said. Ha, affairs. Poor choice of words. "And I advise you don't put your di-" I was cut off by him easily pinning my neck on the wall. 

"That's enough, Da?" He said softly. I glared at him and he let go. "It was a mistake but Alfred is with me. I just have to explain it to him. That is all. I'll see you at the dinner, Prussia." He said and left.

I rubbed my neck. That hurt. 

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.So, I put another German line in there, it was supposed to mean "Why have I felt like this all day?" and Mein Gott means "Oh my god". Yeah, I just used google translate again so I'm not sure that it's totally correct. Anyway, new update on Tuesday!