(( you guys really wanted this like hot damn, chill XD probably gonna get worse from here by the way. Way worse. Also, sincere apologies on Russia's actions.))

Prussia's P.O.V.

As I looked at my shackles, while sitting on the cold, concrete floor, I couldn't help but smile for some odd reason.

Why was I smiling?

There was nothing to smile about.

Maybe that was it... I just needed to smile to feel better. It wasn't working in the slightest but I did it anyway. The smile turned into a slightly forced, foolish grin and I felt like smacking someone.

Several people actually... My brother on the back of his head for dragging into that idiotic war, Russia for keeping me here then finally beat the shit out of Hitler himself, if he was still alive.

Russia told me the day before of the news, Adolf killed himself.

Coward.

If he was still alive, I knew EXACTLY what I'd do. He may of been trying to "Save and have a stronger fatherland" or whatever but that wasn't the way to do it. As I was thinking of several.. Well... violent ways I would hurt that ass I heard a voice.

Russia. "You seem happy today. We can play then, da?".

I tensed up and my grin went away immediately. "U-Um... Nien. Not today Ivan, sorry." I stuttered a little as I glanced up at Russia, my "bedroom" door open as he leaned on the frame.

Bedroom my ass,  it was nothing more then a cold cell.

Russia pouted then placed a bowl of some sort of food in my reach as he replied "You sure? I'm really bored today and I'm sure you are too.".

"Sorry... Maybe jou could play with Nat or Toris instead?" I couldn't help but snicker in my mind. He definitely would not hang out with Belarus but he could "play" with Lithuania.

"That's actually a good idea! See you tomorrow." Russia said then shut the door.

My only meal for today and Russia trying to make conversation was usually my only social interaction, if it was that.

I don't want to go into details but... Let's just say, when the Soviet Union got mad, he'd show me.

In several ways.

For hours.

I looked at the food then slowly ate it, it tasted like absolutely nothing. God, I was missing things right then. Beer, my brother, my friends... And birdie. Little blond and shy Birdie... Suddenly my whole body could feel aching pain, including a strong one in my chest, and I felt like crying.

I wouldn't though. Crying would be the first step of breaking, and I was NOT going to break.

Not yet at least.

((Guessing you guys will want a part three so that'll be up tomorrow))