Meanwhile, Prussia and Denmark were headed to the boss's office. Prussia walked quickly, eager to get the visit over with. Denmark kept pace with him easily.
"Do you think they'll be ok?" Denmark asked after a few moments of silence.
"I hope so," Prussia muttered, scanning the streets. He turned a corner and slowed down a little. "I have to be honest with ya Denmark. There's another reason I asked you to come with me."
Denmark didn't have a good feeling about this. "What is it?" Warily, he took a step back. Prussia tapped the gun on his belt and looked directly at him.
"What exactly are your intentions towards my brother?"
Denmark nearly dropped his bag. "What?"
"Come on," Prussia said, "even I'm not that stupid. I've seen the way you look at him."
"I haven't done anything!"
"Yet."
Denmark sighed and put the bag down. Prussia shifted, hand tightening around the gun. "I'm not going to do anything. All I want to do is get to know him better."
"In what way? You know what he's been through."
Denmark looked him in the eye and nodded. "I do."
"So, you know if you hurt him..."
"I'll try not to." Prussia raised an eyebrow at the utter seriousness in Denmark's tone. Denmark looked slightly defensive. "I know I'm an idiot
and I know I'm going to mess up, but I'll do my best not to!"
"You'd better not. Remember he's my little brother and if you hurt him, I will personally find you and twist your-" He stopped, seeing that Denmark looked suitably terrified. "Let's go. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we get back." He started walking again. Denmark took a couple of breaths, picked up his bag and followed.
What is wrong with Lj today?