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"You know, you're pretty awesome," Gilbert grinned as he ran a hand through his silvery hair. Yeah, he couldn't deny it. The awesome practically radiated from him!
Gilbird was perched upon his master's shoulder and he chirped in a questioning manner, most likely directed at the albino's statement. Gilbert moved his head slightly so he could get a better look at his companion then his grin returned, "What? Don't you agree?"
The little bird chirped again and Gilbert laughed, "Sure you do. You always do, right?"
Another chirp from the bird didn't necessarily mean that he agreed, but Gilbert was not going to take anything other than a yes for an answer. He looked back at the mirror and ran a hand through his white hair and his ever present grin remained.
"Just look at that fucking awesomeness right there, Gilbird. You're so lucky to be in the presence of someone like me!"
Gilbird chirped at his master and gave him a wary look. Was he convinced? Anyone other than Gilbert would have thought no, but like before... the Prussian nation would not take no for an answer.
There was a sudden knock on the bedroom door and Ludwig's deep voice asked from the other side of it, "Bruder? Are you ready? We're going to be late."
Gilbert had convinced Ludwig to allow to him to attend a world meeting. Considering he wasn't a country anymore, and he was too awesome to be left behind again he bugged his brother constantly for the last week and a half, saying he would be cruel to leave him behind and that he had a right to know what was going on in the world. Ludwig told him that if he wanted to know about the world, just pick up a fucking newspaper and read it but Prussia declared that he was too awesome for that. Ludwig had sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose; that was his bruder's excuse for everything- that he was too awesome.
Ludwig gave him the benefit of the doubt half the time and just agreed because there was no point in arguing. Besides, when Prussia was told something he didn't want to hear (such as he was not awesome), he decided to acquire selective deafness and he would pretend that he didn't hear what he said and continued to proclaim his awesomeness to anyone that would listen.
After making him promise to behave himself numerous times, Ludwig finally relented and let him attend. And that was why Gilbert was making himself look absolutely fucking awesome! Because that's what he was.
Absolutely. Fucking awesome!
"Ja, one moment!" Gilbert called back and looked back at his reflection. He ran a hand through his hair again, making it more mussed than it was before and he fixed his uniform. He had to look awesome, right? No wait, scratch that... he had to look more awesome than normal. Well... he was so awesome he didn't think that he'd be able to top it.
Then again, he was the mighty Prussia- anything was possible! His awesomeness was so fucking great that nothing else could compare.
(However, said mighty nation didn't take into account that he wasn't even a country anymore. He was too awesome for that).
He straightened his tie and smirked at his reflection in a fond manner. Gilbird flapped his wings happily and the Prussian moved a hand to his shoulder and the small bird perched himself upon it. Gilbert grinned, "You're awesome, Gilbird. Not as awesome as me though. But almost there."
The little bird flapped his wings again and chirped once more. Gilbert smiled fondly at his friend but it soon turned into a frown as Ludwig knocked on the bedroom door once again.
"Bruder! What are you doing in there?"
"Getting ready like you told me too!" Gilbert called back and sighed. Ludwig didn't accept that awesomeness couldn't be achieved in a matter of minutes. It took a great deal of time to reach the level of awesome that the Prussian had acquired.
Well, almost acquired. If Ludwig would let him, that is.
Gilbert strained his ears and smirked in victory when he heard his bruder sigh and walk away from his door. The ex-nation looked to his mirror again and studied his reflection.
Staring back at him was pure awesomeness. As usual, that is.
He fixed his tie one last time and winked at his reflection with a smirk. The awesomeness that stared right back at him winked in unison and they both spoke at the same time.
"So fucking awesome!"
Gilbird was perched upon his master's shoulder and he chirped in a questioning manner, most likely directed at the albino's statement. Gilbert moved his head slightly so he could get a better look at his companion then his grin returned, "What? Don't you agree?"
The little bird chirped again and Gilbert laughed, "Sure you do. You always do, right?"
Another chirp from the bird didn't necessarily mean that he agreed, but Gilbert was not going to take anything other than a yes for an answer. He looked back at the mirror and ran a hand through his white hair and his ever present grin remained.
"Just look at that fucking awesomeness right there, Gilbird. You're so lucky to be in the presence of someone like me!"
Gilbird chirped at his master and gave him a wary look. Was he convinced? Anyone other than Gilbert would have thought no, but like before... the Prussian nation would not take no for an answer.
There was a sudden knock on the bedroom door and Ludwig's deep voice asked from the other side of it, "Bruder? Are you ready? We're going to be late."
Gilbert had convinced Ludwig to allow to him to attend a world meeting. Considering he wasn't a country anymore, and he was too awesome to be left behind again he bugged his brother constantly for the last week and a half, saying he would be cruel to leave him behind and that he had a right to know what was going on in the world. Ludwig told him that if he wanted to know about the world, just pick up a fucking newspaper and read it but Prussia declared that he was too awesome for that. Ludwig had sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose; that was his bruder's excuse for everything- that he was too awesome.
Ludwig gave him the benefit of the doubt half the time and just agreed because there was no point in arguing. Besides, when Prussia was told something he didn't want to hear (such as he was not awesome), he decided to acquire selective deafness and he would pretend that he didn't hear what he said and continued to proclaim his awesomeness to anyone that would listen.
After making him promise to behave himself numerous times, Ludwig finally relented and let him attend. And that was why Gilbert was making himself look absolutely fucking awesome! Because that's what he was.
Absolutely. Fucking awesome!
"Ja, one moment!" Gilbert called back and looked back at his reflection. He ran a hand through his hair again, making it more mussed than it was before and he fixed his uniform. He had to look awesome, right? No wait, scratch that... he had to look more awesome than normal. Well... he was so awesome he didn't think that he'd be able to top it.
Then again, he was the mighty Prussia- anything was possible! His awesomeness was so fucking great that nothing else could compare.
(However, said mighty nation didn't take into account that he wasn't even a country anymore. He was too awesome for that).
He straightened his tie and smirked at his reflection in a fond manner. Gilbird flapped his wings happily and the Prussian moved a hand to his shoulder and the small bird perched himself upon it. Gilbert grinned, "You're awesome, Gilbird. Not as awesome as me though. But almost there."
The little bird flapped his wings again and chirped once more. Gilbert smiled fondly at his friend but it soon turned into a frown as Ludwig knocked on the bedroom door once again.
"Bruder! What are you doing in there?"
"Getting ready like you told me too!" Gilbert called back and sighed. Ludwig didn't accept that awesomeness couldn't be achieved in a matter of minutes. It took a great deal of time to reach the level of awesome that the Prussian had acquired.
Well, almost acquired. If Ludwig would let him, that is.
Gilbert strained his ears and smirked in victory when he heard his bruder sigh and walk away from his door. The ex-nation looked to his mirror again and studied his reflection.
Staring back at him was pure awesomeness. As usual, that is.
He fixed his tie one last time and winked at his reflection with a smirk. The awesomeness that stared right back at him winked in unison and they both spoke at the same time.
"So fucking awesome!"
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Who can you trust?
Lovino sighed heavily, closing his eyes as he leaned into the backseat of the car. Today had been-to put it lightly-shitty. Bad deals gone wrong, one of his men dead, and a bullet had nearly ended up between his eyes. Though, if anything, that had been a normal day for the life of the New York crime boss.
"You okay back there?" Opening one chocolate brown eye, the mafia boss looked to the driver in the front seat who glanced at him every so often from the rear view mirror.
"I'm just tired of all this shit I go through," He paused then added on as if a second thought. "I'm starving."
Antonio laughed lightly, shaking his head head. Near deat
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Prussia: How to Be Awesome
How to be Awesome, like Me!
Hey, guys! It's the awesome me! Sorry I couldn't post stuff up earlier, my computer caught a virus and West isn't letting me borrow his for some inane reason. Whatever.
You want to learn how to be awesome, right? 'Course you do! There's nothing better than being awesome! Unless, you're the most awesome person on the face of the planet but that's me, of course!
So, without further ado, here are five tips that I've come up with to help you losers become so awesome!
1. NEVER hang around with people!
Seriously? People suck. They'll only bring you down and try to steal your awesomeness! I guarantee that you wi
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APH - How to Annoy Austria
How to Annoy Austria
1. Hold his piano hostage. In order to get it back, he will have to listen to you playing Mozart and BUTCHERING IT!
2. Or by making him dress up like Lady GaGa.
3. After he gets his piano back, wait until he falls asleep and paint it pink. Afterwards, spraypaint "Prussia wuz here."
4. Send love letters to Prussia under his name.
5. Make him listen to Justin Bieber.
6. Make him listen to Hannah Montana.
7. Actually, just let him listen to pop music period!
8. When he does listen to it, tape his reaction and put it on YouTube.
9. Or give it to Prussia.
10. Tell him he's the worst piano player you've ever heard.
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