Title: The Prussian's Horror Night Out/Came Back to Haunt You
Characters: Prussia, Hungary, Poland, a colorful assortment of countries
Challenge: 13: Spook
Bonus Words: pumpkin, terror, bones
Rating: I'd say Teenish just because of Prussia, but it's K+ because there are no curse words here, sadly.
Summary: Hungary knows what Prussia is scared of. Oh, yes, she does.
A/N: I thought of this because of the love that I have for Prussia and Hungary's relationship and episode 38 of World Series was just hysterically funny. Hopefully, you all know what I'm talking about. If not, GO WATCH EPISODE 38 SO YOU CAN UNDERSTAND. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia!
Part of HetaChallenge's Monthly Theme Challenge!

So, it was Halloween and the world was celebrating by dressing up in ridiculous costumes that only they could pull off. Except for Russia; he didn't need to wear anything to scare the hell out of people.

Anyway, Prussia wanted to scare people, too, but he needed to look intimidating so he could cause some damage and be the terror of the night. So what better way to do so than dressing up like a little devil, literally?

He had the horns and the tail and the pitch fork and everything and felt confident that his mission would be accomplished by the night's closure. With his plastic pumpkin, he stepped onto the global scene and managed to scare as many countries as he wanted.

Poor Sealand ran to Britain, who really didn't pay attention; Lithuania wanted to run to Russia for some protection so the Prussian wouldn't hurt him; and Japan's naivety caused him to believe Prussia was the actual devil.

Hungary took note of his mischievous antics when he frightened Austria and tried to frighten her. Oh, but that Prussia would not succeed in getting shivers out of her!

She knew what he was scared of, oh yes, she did, and she would not let him get away with his stupidity. She would get even with him for all of his victims. So, in a matter of forty minutes, she managed to get her hands on the costume that would make Prussia's bones crumble. He had admitted his fear to her indirectly once and she would use that to her advantage.

"Hey, Prussia," she hollered as she walked up to him.

He was on his way to Poland when he turned towards her. "Vhat do you vant?"

But he regretted ever wondering what it was that Hungary wanted. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"It's…but you…and it's…oh, no…uh…," he stuttered.

Poland, however, started laughing at the Prussian's expression of terror and anxiety.

"What's wrong, Prussia? Scared of a Makowiec?" he asked.

"You better believe he is," Hungary pointed out.

"Vhere did you get that costume! It's not real! You can't be the ghost of the Makowiec!" Prussia began.

Poland observed along with Hungary. "Wait, does he actually believe you are the ghost of a pastry?"

"Yes, he does. Why do you think I'm dressed like this?"

Prussia looked like he wanted to pee his pants; that's how bad it was.

"Get away from me, you nasty ghost! Go back to the Polish bakery and stay there!"

Hungary had her chance to yell "Boo!" at him and Prussia ran off, leaving his pumpkin full of candy to fend for itself. She swore she could hear his bones shutter from the fear he showed.

"That'll show him," Hungary said as she turned to Poland. But he wasn't there, either. He had run off as well yelling, "Run, it's the ghost of the Makowiec! It has come to eat us the way we eat it!"

"Poland, it's just me!" But it was no use. This is what she got when she dealt with idiots on Halloween.

A/N: Yay! I wrote about Poland now, somewhat! I hope you all enjoyed these! R/R, plz. Support is love!

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