The world we wanted 1/?
The sequel to All turned to Dust, which I plan will go on until the fall of the Soviet Union.
Prussia doesn't like the name East Germany very much. German Democratic Republic is long but sounds much more positive. Russia likes positive names, like People's Republic of Hungary or Czechoslovak Socialist Republic. Prussia feels East or GDR sound too casual and he tries to make everyone call him his full name, though few listens and he has been forced to accept “East”.
Russia still calls him Prussia.
***
Establishing that he is a nation as the German Democratic Republic isn't pleasant but these things never are. Eventually everyone is going to have to admit he is a real nation.
Germany's part of the country is larger so Prussia thinks he should be allowed to have Berlin to himself. It used to be his anyway and it has been his for longer. Stalin also thinks he should have Berlin, though it must be for more nefarious purposes than Prussia's perfectly legitimate historical claims. Thus blocking the west's access to the part of Berlin that should be his as well makes perfect sense.
Prussia had hoped that his brother would come and complain about it. He didn't. It's France he has to meet, who must have lost when they drew straws or something.
“Can't you tell your bosses to put a stop to this?” France wonders. “It's pretty stupid and as you notice, it doesn't even work. We're not going to give in and we don't have to.”
“You think I can tell Russia and Stalin what to do? Wow, I'm honored.”
Prussia is actually pretty pleased, France might not like him but at least he considers him something more than Russia's puppet nation. Well, France if anyone knows how good Prussia is at rising from the ruins. It's even the name of Prussia's new anthem.
“I know. Stalin is hopeless! I used to be welcome in Russia's house until he took over.”
It really is a hopeless situation, none of them has any influence over this except to try their best to poke on America and Russia who try to prove who is toughest by using Germany and Prussia as an excuse.
“It's kind of pointless, isn't it?” Prussia says. “I'll try to talk to them but don't expect miracles.”
“I won't,” France says. “This meeting should have been Russia and America, shouldn't it? If they could be in the same room without starting to accuse each other for the most insane things.”
“We don't want anything to do with America. You should tell him that. If he would leave us alone Russia would leave him alone too.”
“Oh Prussia,” France says and it rattles Prussia to hear his old name in this situation. “I never expected to you to parrot every paranoid delusion from Russia.”
The mood in the room turns very cold again. Prussia says nothing and glares at France.
“It might be time to end this,” France says, who looks like he regrets his outburst. “First, I have this letter Austria thinks you are going to give to Hungary.”
Prussia accepts the letter without a word.
“Oh, I never took you for a romantic. It's so sad how they are separated by Russia, isn't it? I try to comfort Austria but he keeps telling me to go home.”
“We see it a little differently from our side,” Prussia says. “If you let Austria go with us they wouldn't be separated, would they?”
“Let's not go down this unpleasant road again.”
“I think we should. How is Germany?”
“A complete mess,” France says and despite the answer, Prussia is grateful. France isn't his friend but he wouldn't lie to him. It's refreshing with someone who doesn't keep trying to tell him to turn against Russia 'for his own good'. “We're doing our best to sort out the damage you did to him and the rest of his country.”
If they want to believe Prussia ever had that kind of power, then they can keep on doing that. He doesn't need them.
“I like my blockade just fine,” Prussia says.
Eventually they will have to give it up but he is going to enjoy the inconveniences it causes until then.
“Send my brother my love,” he says before he leaves France and slams the door as hard as he can behind him.
***
Prussia has a house of his own again and while it might not be the awesomeness he deserves it's a start. To his surprise Russia knocks at the door before he has even managed to put his coat away. The nation looks very pleased with himself.
“I have a gift for you,” Russia proudly says. So that is what the box he is carrying is. “To say I'm sorry I haven't been here to help as much as I should have. I'm going to do better from now on.”
Russia lowers the box and Prussia squeals with delight, he can't restrain himself. The box contains five incredibly fluffy chicks. They are so cute that he just wants to hug them. Prussia would never admit how much he actually likes things like this but Russia knows anyway.
“China helped me find them,” Russia happily says. “They are called Silkies.”
“Thanks,” Prussia says with a little less enthusiasm. The reason Russia has been neglecting Europe is because he has been constantly tied up with China's revolution at the other side of the world. Russia seems to think this is extremely important but Prussia doesn't find it very interesting compared to his own problems.
To him all it means is that it's a rare day when Russia comes over to break the monotony of current life. Prussia is in constant meetings where everyone wants him to sign things and don't ask for his opinion of how his new Germany should be run as often as they should. It might be a necessary evil but he still feels entitled to complain about it.
Which he does, loudly. As well as all the other crippling issues.
“I also have problems,” Russia says, as usual he has little sympathy over the economy and the damage on the cities. “You must pay me back for the damage you caused.”
“I thought you said you would help me.”
Because having the Red Army all over his nation and his things shipped off to Russia isn't help at all.
“I wish I had nice things to give you,” Russia says. His voice sounds very strange. “But I have to save my own country first.”
“Don't worry then,” Prussia says, because he realizes now what the expression is. Russia looks close to tears. “I'll fix the things I have.”
Prussia knows he brought all of this on himself, he should be grateful he ended up with anything at all. But sometimes he thinks that the only thing worse than having nothing might be getting what you once had back broken. It's a horrible treacherous thought when Russia really does his best. Even if he can't fix everything imminently.
Next.
Prussia doesn't like the name East Germany very much. German Democratic Republic is long but sounds much more positive. Russia likes positive names, like People's Republic of Hungary or Czechoslovak Socialist Republic. Prussia feels East or GDR sound too casual and he tries to make everyone call him his full name, though few listens and he has been forced to accept “East”.
Russia still calls him Prussia.
***
Establishing that he is a nation as the German Democratic Republic isn't pleasant but these things never are. Eventually everyone is going to have to admit he is a real nation.
Germany's part of the country is larger so Prussia thinks he should be allowed to have Berlin to himself. It used to be his anyway and it has been his for longer. Stalin also thinks he should have Berlin, though it must be for more nefarious purposes than Prussia's perfectly legitimate historical claims. Thus blocking the west's access to the part of Berlin that should be his as well makes perfect sense.
Prussia had hoped that his brother would come and complain about it. He didn't. It's France he has to meet, who must have lost when they drew straws or something.
“Can't you tell your bosses to put a stop to this?” France wonders. “It's pretty stupid and as you notice, it doesn't even work. We're not going to give in and we don't have to.”
“You think I can tell Russia and Stalin what to do? Wow, I'm honored.”
Prussia is actually pretty pleased, France might not like him but at least he considers him something more than Russia's puppet nation. Well, France if anyone knows how good Prussia is at rising from the ruins. It's even the name of Prussia's new anthem.
“I know. Stalin is hopeless! I used to be welcome in Russia's house until he took over.”
It really is a hopeless situation, none of them has any influence over this except to try their best to poke on America and Russia who try to prove who is toughest by using Germany and Prussia as an excuse.
“It's kind of pointless, isn't it?” Prussia says. “I'll try to talk to them but don't expect miracles.”
“I won't,” France says. “This meeting should have been Russia and America, shouldn't it? If they could be in the same room without starting to accuse each other for the most insane things.”
“We don't want anything to do with America. You should tell him that. If he would leave us alone Russia would leave him alone too.”
“Oh Prussia,” France says and it rattles Prussia to hear his old name in this situation. “I never expected to you to parrot every paranoid delusion from Russia.”
The mood in the room turns very cold again. Prussia says nothing and glares at France.
“It might be time to end this,” France says, who looks like he regrets his outburst. “First, I have this letter Austria thinks you are going to give to Hungary.”
Prussia accepts the letter without a word.
“Oh, I never took you for a romantic. It's so sad how they are separated by Russia, isn't it? I try to comfort Austria but he keeps telling me to go home.”
“We see it a little differently from our side,” Prussia says. “If you let Austria go with us they wouldn't be separated, would they?”
“Let's not go down this unpleasant road again.”
“I think we should. How is Germany?”
“A complete mess,” France says and despite the answer, Prussia is grateful. France isn't his friend but he wouldn't lie to him. It's refreshing with someone who doesn't keep trying to tell him to turn against Russia 'for his own good'. “We're doing our best to sort out the damage you did to him and the rest of his country.”
If they want to believe Prussia ever had that kind of power, then they can keep on doing that. He doesn't need them.
“I like my blockade just fine,” Prussia says.
Eventually they will have to give it up but he is going to enjoy the inconveniences it causes until then.
“Send my brother my love,” he says before he leaves France and slams the door as hard as he can behind him.
***
Prussia has a house of his own again and while it might not be the awesomeness he deserves it's a start. To his surprise Russia knocks at the door before he has even managed to put his coat away. The nation looks very pleased with himself.
“I have a gift for you,” Russia proudly says. So that is what the box he is carrying is. “To say I'm sorry I haven't been here to help as much as I should have. I'm going to do better from now on.”
Russia lowers the box and Prussia squeals with delight, he can't restrain himself. The box contains five incredibly fluffy chicks. They are so cute that he just wants to hug them. Prussia would never admit how much he actually likes things like this but Russia knows anyway.
“China helped me find them,” Russia happily says. “They are called Silkies.”
“Thanks,” Prussia says with a little less enthusiasm. The reason Russia has been neglecting Europe is because he has been constantly tied up with China's revolution at the other side of the world. Russia seems to think this is extremely important but Prussia doesn't find it very interesting compared to his own problems.
To him all it means is that it's a rare day when Russia comes over to break the monotony of current life. Prussia is in constant meetings where everyone wants him to sign things and don't ask for his opinion of how his new Germany should be run as often as they should. It might be a necessary evil but he still feels entitled to complain about it.
Which he does, loudly. As well as all the other crippling issues.
“I also have problems,” Russia says, as usual he has little sympathy over the economy and the damage on the cities. “You must pay me back for the damage you caused.”
“I thought you said you would help me.”
Because having the Red Army all over his nation and his things shipped off to Russia isn't help at all.
“I wish I had nice things to give you,” Russia says. His voice sounds very strange. “But I have to save my own country first.”
“Don't worry then,” Prussia says, because he realizes now what the expression is. Russia looks close to tears. “I'll fix the things I have.”
Prussia knows he brought all of this on himself, he should be grateful he ended up with anything at all. But sometimes he thinks that the only thing worse than having nothing might be getting what you once had back broken. It's a horrible treacherous thought when Russia really does his best. Even if he can't fix everything imminently.
Next.