"I had the weirdest dream," said Prussia, reaching for the box of Coco Pops and emptying it into his mouth. "I dreamt I got drunk, went on the internet and posted a rant on a porn fic website. About the fucking wall and everything! As if I'm not totally over that shit." "Unh," said Germany vaguely and wondered when Prussia would realize there were pictures of him on Facebook spinning around on his chair and being intoxicatedly furious on Livejournal. He hoped it was after breakfast. Tantrums were so much easier to deal with on a full stomach.
"You demonised me, ridiculed what ideology my people had left after that"
"You took my wall, the one damn thing making me alive, the one damn thing making me MATTER"
"And the worst part is I can't bring myself to hate you bastards for it"
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"Unh," said Germany vaguely and wondered when Prussia would realize there were pictures of him on Facebook spinning around on his chair and being intoxicatedly furious on Livejournal. He hoped it was after breakfast. Tantrums were so much easier to deal with on a full stomach.
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