The sound of his little Holy Roman Empire crying got Prussia to stop playing with his chick and rush to find his beloved little brother.

"NOOOOOO! D-Don't do that..!!! Stop!!" He heard HRE wailing as he got closer.

Once Gilbert reached his little brother's door, he banged on it and tried turning the knob. It was in vain. He had locked the door from the inside. Prussia stood there listening to his little brother wailing, which caused rage to build up.

.............

Then he snapped and knocked the door down.

"WhathappenedareyouaokaywhyareyoucryingFUCKjusttellmealready!" Gilbert questioned and shouted all too fast, his face covered in panic and concern for HRE.

Sitting in front on the little television was HRE, sniffling and pointing a finger at the elder brother.

"You monster! H-How could you do that...!!?"

"...Wha?"

"DON'T PLAY DUMB!"

Holy Roman Empire rewinded the video and pressed the play button.

[on the TV screen]

There was Prussia, standing in the kitchen, carving a face onto a potato and placing it on the counter. He stepped back and took a mallet out from his tool cabinet. He pointed his finger directly at the vegetable, narrowing his eyes and glaring at it dramatically, raising the mallet above his head, and spoke in a low, raspy tone.

"Die, potato."

And the mallet was brought down on the potato multiple times, making a big goopy mess.

[back to the present]

"Why did you do that, Bruder?! Why did you kill it like that?"

Prussia just stared for a second and chuckled. He pulled his sobbing brother onto his lap and pressed the play button again.

[on the screen again]

Prussia gathered all the mashed- up potato into a little bowl, grabbed a spoon and walked over the little infant that looked much alike to the little empire. He began feeding him, making funny faces at the little baby and all.

[the screen goes black]

"You see, I was making something for you to eat back then. It might not be the way most people make mashed potatoes, but you used to enjoy watching me make it for you and getting the kitchen all messy."

The little empire blinked and wiped the tears out of his eyes and regained his composure.

"I-I knew that...! But you shouldn't have made such a mess back then. Who would clean it all up?"

"Oh! You know that I never would so I'd make music boy do it for me!" Gilbert said, grinning idiotically.

"........"

The End.........................................