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heroescutiesTitle: German Mornings
Characters: Prussia, Germany
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor/Gen/Family
Word Count: 583
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leriko_rasen and the prompt Prussia and Germany: brotherly love
Sometimes Germany really wished Prussia still had his own house. While he was grateful his brother hadn't faded away, like so many ancient empires and countries before them, their differing personalities made living under one roof an experience all its own.
"I-I-I-I-I'm- hooked on a feeling!"
Such as, Germany thought woefully, Prussia's habit of singing loudly in the shower every morning.
"Brother," the blonde country attempted with a level voice. He pounded on the door as Prussia continued on, oblivious.
Germany sighed, raising his voice over the melodic din. "I think they can hear you in Switzerland!"
That got Prussia to at least pause. "What's that West? Switzerland thinks I have a sexy voice?"
Rolling his eyes, Germany retorted, "No. You need to--"
But Prussia had already started up singing again, louder and more obnoxious than before. Germany tried in vain to open the locked door and with a huff finally started to yell.
"I have a meeting to get to! Can't you hurry up?"
"Sorry you have a stuffy meeting to get to," Prussia hollered back over the rush of the water. "Sometimes I think no longer being a country is the most awesome thing that's ever happened to me! And now I'm…" He started singing again. "Hooked on a feeling!"
"Brother!" Germany bellowed.
"I can't hear you over the sound of my awesome singing!" He sing-songed back.
Germany gripped the doorknob even harder now, the flimsy metal starting to compress under his strong hold. With a firm yank, he pulled the whole thing right off its hinges.
Prussia poked his head out from behind the shower curtain. "West! Now there's a draft. Jeez, not awesome bro. Really not awesome."
"Prussia…" Germany warned.
"Oooh. Full name. Now I'm in trouble," the not-country taunted.
The country glared back, his mind flickering over all possible methods of evicting Prussia from the shower. Busying himself with fixing the door back on its hinges, Germany's tactical mind went to work. Prussia carried on, starting in now on another David Hasselhoff tune. He was letting his guard down right as Germany came up with a brilliant plan.
"Prussia, you have five seconds to get out of this bathroom," he said in a voice that would have most soldiers running for their mothers.
"One morning in June some twenty years ago, I was born a rich man's son," Prussia sang in retort.
"Four…" Germany counted off.
"I had everything that money could buy…"
"Three…"
"But freedom - I had none!" He sang louder.
"Two."
"I've been lookin' for freedom!" Prussia belted as Germany darkly murmured, "One."
In a practiced move, so fast it was almost unseen, Germany reached over and flushed the toilet. Prussia hollered as his shower went ice cold.
"Verdammt, West!" He came storming out of the shower, snatched up his yellow chick towel and glared as he wrapped it around his waist. "What did I tell you last time? It's not awesome to use someone else's pranks against them. Come up with your own!"
Germany allowed himself a slight victorious smile. "Then next time let the country in this household shower first."
"Country-Schmountry. You're just jealous of my awesome voice," Prussia ranted, toweling off his hair and tossing the towel into Germany's face as he walked out. "I'm going to go and make an awesome breakfast and I'm not sharing."
Hanging the towel back on the rack, Germany shook his head.
"Enjoy your Choco Krispies, brother," he remarked, obviously amused.
"Oh shut up, West!"
Characters: Prussia, Germany
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor/Gen/Family
Word Count: 583
Written For:
leriko_rasen and the prompt Prussia and Germany: brotherly loveSometimes Germany really wished Prussia still had his own house. While he was grateful his brother hadn't faded away, like so many ancient empires and countries before them, their differing personalities made living under one roof an experience all its own.
"I-I-I-I-I'm- hooked on a feeling!"
Such as, Germany thought woefully, Prussia's habit of singing loudly in the shower every morning.
"Brother," the blonde country attempted with a level voice. He pounded on the door as Prussia continued on, oblivious.
Germany sighed, raising his voice over the melodic din. "I think they can hear you in Switzerland!"
That got Prussia to at least pause. "What's that West? Switzerland thinks I have a sexy voice?"
Rolling his eyes, Germany retorted, "No. You need to--"
But Prussia had already started up singing again, louder and more obnoxious than before. Germany tried in vain to open the locked door and with a huff finally started to yell.
"I have a meeting to get to! Can't you hurry up?"
"Sorry you have a stuffy meeting to get to," Prussia hollered back over the rush of the water. "Sometimes I think no longer being a country is the most awesome thing that's ever happened to me! And now I'm…" He started singing again. "Hooked on a feeling!"
"Brother!" Germany bellowed.
"I can't hear you over the sound of my awesome singing!" He sing-songed back.
Germany gripped the doorknob even harder now, the flimsy metal starting to compress under his strong hold. With a firm yank, he pulled the whole thing right off its hinges.
Prussia poked his head out from behind the shower curtain. "West! Now there's a draft. Jeez, not awesome bro. Really not awesome."
"Prussia…" Germany warned.
"Oooh. Full name. Now I'm in trouble," the not-country taunted.
The country glared back, his mind flickering over all possible methods of evicting Prussia from the shower. Busying himself with fixing the door back on its hinges, Germany's tactical mind went to work. Prussia carried on, starting in now on another David Hasselhoff tune. He was letting his guard down right as Germany came up with a brilliant plan.
"Prussia, you have five seconds to get out of this bathroom," he said in a voice that would have most soldiers running for their mothers.
"One morning in June some twenty years ago, I was born a rich man's son," Prussia sang in retort.
"Four…" Germany counted off.
"I had everything that money could buy…"
"Three…"
"But freedom - I had none!" He sang louder.
"Two."
"I've been lookin' for freedom!" Prussia belted as Germany darkly murmured, "One."
In a practiced move, so fast it was almost unseen, Germany reached over and flushed the toilet. Prussia hollered as his shower went ice cold.
"Verdammt, West!" He came storming out of the shower, snatched up his yellow chick towel and glared as he wrapped it around his waist. "What did I tell you last time? It's not awesome to use someone else's pranks against them. Come up with your own!"
Germany allowed himself a slight victorious smile. "Then next time let the country in this household shower first."
"Country-Schmountry. You're just jealous of my awesome voice," Prussia ranted, toweling off his hair and tossing the towel into Germany's face as he walked out. "I'm going to go and make an awesome breakfast and I'm not sharing."
Hanging the towel back on the rack, Germany shook his head.
"Enjoy your Choco Krispies, brother," he remarked, obviously amused.
"Oh shut up, West!"
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Date: 2009-06-09 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-09 01:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-09 02:09 pm (UTC)I love this very much! It's funny and Gilbert is being adorkably awesome as usual! And geezz... I can't stop imagining him singing while showering (oh damn, I'm such a perv). His voice must be so awesome indeed. XD
Thank you very much for this! <3
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Date: 2009-06-09 08:55 pm (UTC)I love seeing Prussia and Germany living together as brothers even in modern times! And their relationship never fails to amuse me xD
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Date: 2010-01-02 09:15 pm (UTC)This fic is adorable. I love the way you portrayed the siblings, with Prussia being an awesome, adorable headache for Germany - and how the little prank shows that they are, despite differences, siblings.
And oh, I imagine that Prussia did the toilet-prank first...I could just think of Germany's reaction. XDDD