Cheesey: CHAPTER THREE~~~!!!*dances around*
America: YES THE HERO IS BACK!!
Cheesey: wait...you left? When?
America: *scratches head* huh don't remember... i just wasn't in the opening last time...
Cheesey: thats right...you weren't...
Prussia: And now i'm not
Cheesey: congrats you just were
America/Prussia: Cheesey owns nothing except the plot!!!!
Age:10 years old
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?" Your dad screamed at the television as you beat him at one of his favorite video game again. "This is your fault ya know..." he said looking at you.
"hey," you said holding up your hands, "don't hate the player, hate the game." Smirking, you added, "Oh and i won the game therefore i choose where we go to eat."
"grrr fine," your father grumbled, putting the game console away.
"Howa 'bout~" you said out loud, tapping your chin as you did so. "Hmmm~ howa 'bout... mcdonalds~" you mused, laughing at your father's overjoyed expression.
YES!!! I LOVE YOU SOOOO MUCH (Y/N)!!!!!!!!" He yelled glomping you and then grabbed his keys. "YOU ARE THE BEST DAUGHTER EVER!!!!!" You laughed as he pulled you out toward the car.
he opened the door for you before going to the other side and getting in himself.
"Lets go~" you giggled as you guys headed down the road.
“Fine! You win!” you said laughing at your father as he continued to eat burger after burger winning your guys’ contest.
“Eh if’s ur falt ya strtd this contest,” he said, his mouth still filled with burger.
“ya ya. I know!” you said laughing throwing a napkin at him. “And stop talking with your mouth full!” After you said that he opened his mouth and looked at you laughing at your fake grimace at his chewed-up-food-filled mouth. you continued laughing ‘till you saw a familiar head of white hair walk into mcdonalds. “Hey dad! look! It’s Gill!” you said your (E/Y) orbs filled with joy as you looked at one of the few countries that you talked to/were friends with.
“Oh, so it is” he said turning around and looking at the fellow country. Of course Prussia, being a country, had already stopped ageing due to the population of his people had stopped growing(1) as did his ageing making him look only around the age of twenty-ish(2).
“Hi Gil~” you said running over to him. he had told you to call him by his human name because of how close you two were.
“Huh? Oh. Hey shorty.” he said smiling down at you. Ruffling your hair affectionately.
“Ok, first off, I’m not short,” you said flattening your hair down again. True you weren’t short, for your age, that is. Even though you were ten, you came up to about his waist. “Secondly I’m not a dog.” He laughed at what you said.
“Jou are short, to me,” he said placing a hand on your head again, effectively making you mad and swat his hand away. “Und, ze aweshome me vill ruffle jour hair whenever ze aweshome me feels like it!” he said laughing as you stuck your tongue out at him.
“Why are you here anyway?” you said fixing your (H/C) hair yet again.
“Because I knew jou and jour vatti vould be here. Und I vas sent here by mein unaweshome bruder to tell you two about ze vorld meeting zat ish coming up soon.” you sighed at the thought of a world meeting. You were supposed to go because, despite the fact you lived with America, he had granted you freedom when he saw that your country’s economy was becoming stable.
“Ugh.” you sighed. “I hate world meetings...”
“Ja. Me too.” he said laughing at the face you gave him.
“You don’t even go! let alone go!” you said glaring at him. he just laughed. “Well I’ll pass on the message to Dad,”
“Danke~!” he said ruffling your hair again. “Bye~!” he said running out before you could yell at him for messing up your hair again.
“Stupid Prussian,” you huffed fixing your again as you walked back over to where America was.
I smiled as i watched (Y/N) walk back over flattening her hair down again.
“So what did he say~?” I said to her when she sat back down.
“There’s a world meeting coming up soon,” she said continuing to fix her hair.
“Come on,” I said standing up. “Lets go home.”