Originally I wasn't going to make a two-shot... But I had many requests so what the hell.
Here is Part 2.

We got some Prussian Goodness here.

Canada, Matt, Mattie, and Madeline were sitting in an abandoned warehouse. It had been hours since Canada ditched the world meeting to be with his other selves. They had rode on motorcycles and drove around for hours, wild and free. It was amazing and it felt like they could rule the world.

Right now, as they sat within the old warehouse, the four Canadas were enjoying their company to the fullest. They had picked up a ton of munchies and were passing joints between them.

Matt sighed as he blew the smoke into the air. "This is so fucking good."

Canada nodded as he stole the drug from his other self. "You said it. So glad I ditched." He took a drag.

"Hehehe this is some pretty good stuff," said Mattie, passing his blunt to a giggly Madeline.

The female Canadian placed her bag of maple candy down and gladly accepted the drug. After she inhaled she held in her breath for a few moments before blowing out the smoke in a laughing fit.

"What's so funny?" asked Matt.

"I don't know. Heeeheee, I can't stop!" She leaned back onto the floor and started rolling around.

Canada and Matt shook their heads as Mattie poked the laughing girl. "We lost her," confirmed the shaded Canadian.

Canada nodded. "And she was the good one too."

Suddenly, they heard the sound of a car pull up. Madeline immediately stopped laughing and sat up. The four looked around, now on alert, despite the marijuana in their system.

"Oh Canada, come out to play," said a creepy voice. The accent was so familiar, but none of them could figure it out for they were all high.

"The fuck?" Matt held his hockey stick as Mattie prepared his knife. Madeline and Canada stood behind them.

POW! POW! POW!

The door knob of the warehouse's main door was blown off, causing the door to swing open. Four shadowed figures stood there, the light behind them blinding.

Matt, since he had sunglasses, wasn't affected by the light. He glared at the figures. "The fuck do you shits want?"

"Kesesesesese we want to have some fun."

Canada gasped and moved out from behind his other self to see the intruders. He gasped again when he saw Prussia at the door. "P-Prussia?"

The Prussian's eyes fell on the speakers form and smirked. "Hey there," he purred. "I've been looking for you all day."

Mattie glared. "Who the hell is with you?" Madeline peeked out from behind Mattie.

Another one of the figures saw the girl and got excited. "Birdie!" squealed the high voice as the figure ran for the girl. Madeline was whisked up into a pair of arms and spun around.

"G-Gillian? S-stop it!"

The other Canadas got a look at this 'Gillian' person. She was a Prussia look-a-like, only more feminine looking and very long hair. That could only mean one thing.

"Are you shitting me?!" Matt pointed his hockey stick at one of the figures. "Asshole you best get back home right now!"

Another figure stepped forward. His semi long hair was pulled into a small ponytail and he had blue eyes. He had scars here and there on whatever skin was exposed and a big one on his face. He looked over the one who pointed him out.

"I would, but I will try to kill myself from the boredom again."

"Gil you are being a little bastard again." Matt stalked up to him, taking the other's chin into his hand. "What am I to do with you?"

Gil smirked at him. "How about you make me bleed?"

"Ooh, who's gonna bleed?" Another figure came forward. He looked just like Prussia but had blood spatter all over him, his hair was wilder, and he had a gun in his hand.

Mattie smirked at the other Prussia and ran at him. Both the gun and knife clashed against each other as the two stared at each other. Suddenly, Mattie reached for the other's neck and gripped it, choking the other.

"You know you are not supposed to play with your gun, Gilbert?"

Gilbert licked at Mattie's knife. "I can play with you if you want," he suggested. He grabbed his Canadian and rushed away with him towards an abandoned office room.

Canada stared at all the other Prussia's in wonder. It seemed his other selves were seeing these duplicates of his crush. Did that mean that he and Prussia are to be the same?

His answer was Madeline and Gillian pushing the unknowing Canadian towards the main Prussia. He fell into the other nation's arms and against his chest.

"Well, I can get used to you falling for me." Prussia made the younger nation look up at him. "Now, if I remember correctly, you had a problem with me 'teasing' you?" He bent forward and whispered into Canada's ear. "Well, you've seen nothing yet…" He brushed against Canada's curl, emphasizing his point.

"Eh…" Canada turned a deep shade of red as chills went up and down his spine.

"Awe look he's blushing," snickered Gillian.

"Ooh, he touched the fucking curl." Matt looked to Gil with a knowing look. "We all know what that does."

The next thing Prussia knew he was thrown against the nearest wall. He was shocked when he saw his Canada holding him there, a lustful stare upon him. It was quite the turn on.

Canada licked the Prussian's cheek and towards the shell of his ear. He growled lightly as he chewed softly on the flesh. "Is that a promise?" he grounded out in a harsh whisper.

His answer was Prussia flipping them so he had Canada pinned to the wall. The older nation smirked and claimed the other's lips in a hard and sensual kiss. Both nations battled for dominance but Prussia won that when he tugged the curl again.

Madeline blushed at the sight of the two nations getting hot a heavy in their makeout session. She gripped Gillian's hand. "Uh… I-I think we should go h-home now."

"Oh, so you want to do that too?" Gillian asked, winking at her lover. She threw the girl over her shoulder and skipped off. "I will claim you once again in the name of awesome!" she sang as she skipped out of the warehouse with Madeline, who was silently screaming.

Gil looked to Matt before biting at the other male's shoulder. "Kill me?" he asked, eyes shining with want.

Matt smirked and grabbed his hockey stick. "You are going to get it, you bitch." He smacked the other's ass before ushering him towards the door. Before leaving he looked back at his other self. "I better not hear things go back to the way they were…or I WILL kill you." With that, he disappeared with Gil.

The Canadian nation pulled away from his crush, making the other pout. "Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir?" he asked, making his point by gently grinding against the Prussian.

The pout suddenly became the biggest smile; bigger than a child's on Christmas morning and winning the lottery together. Prussia picked up Canada in a bridal-like fashion and kissed him once again. "Fucking awesome!" he cheered as he bolted from the warehouse with his new lover in his arms.

An hour later Mattie pushed the door of the office room opened and looked around. He was shirtless and had many scratches, bite marks, and blood in some areas and around his mouth. Gilbert came out next to him, looking exactly like his lover.

They looked around, confused. "Where did everybody go?"