He's baaaaaaack.

[preussen_ore]

Now look at what you did. All that so-called "preparation" for the Awesome Me's return and now what've we got left? A less than spectacular return, that's what! Where are the bright lights, the 1,000,000 screaming Prussia fans, THE EPIC WALL OF TEXT?! You know how I do shit! I am so disappointed. CAN YOU FEEL MY DISAPPOINTMENT? I should hope so because it's massive and heavy and should weigh you down until you cry uncle!

And on top of that, you let me lose to an imp.

I'll let you absorb that for a moment.

You need another reminder?

YOU LET ME LOSE TO AN IMP.

And I swear he cheated! 

Not cool.

Unacceptable.

Unawesome. 

So un-fucking-awesome you owe me 20 push ups, a tall order of Premium bubble milk tea and Canada's pancakes! And now I'm here to collect so pay up! DROP AND GIVE ME 20!

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Different account, heck, yes.

[potatomasher]

You... Lost to an imp?

[He refrains from sighing.]

Well. Welcme back.

Hullo~ And goodbye for now because it's time for me to go to bed, haha. Be back tomorrow!

[preussen_ore]

[His unamused face. Let him show you it.]

Yes. And you don't need to say anything because I'm ashamed as fuck. No need to rub it in.

[But you don't know this Imp, West. He's got... Stuffed animals. Some weird ones but a couple of cute ones too! SEE? He fights dirty!]

Thanks. I was gone for far too long.

Heh. Considering I have to go to sleep soon as well, that's perfectly fine~

[potatomasher]

[Frown goes here.]

I'm not rubbing anything in, brother. But I assume you have had some... Difficult times.

[He's not sure he wants to know too many details, though.]

I still hope you're doing well despite what happened.

[preussen_ore]

Very difficult! So difficult! You've got no idea!

[See him angling for sympathy.]

Pretty okay, I guess. 'Could've been worse. [He could have disappeared completely. He sighs and looks over to Germany.] So, what've you been doing?

[potatomasher]

There there. You're alright and in one piece. That's good.

[And he gives you a slight, encouraging pat to the shoulder. Or at least what counts as encouraging with Germany involved.]

Ah, I myself... Haven't done much, actually. Aside from paying attention to what's going on at the places the mundane has my younger self at. It's never wrong to stay informed.

[statusquodebt]

She let my mun borrow the bright lights and the 1,000,000 screaming Prussia fans are actually America fans, duh. And it's not Artie's fault you're not as cute as he is!

[ Behold: America, Defender of All Englands... (except when they're bothering him.) ]

[preussen_ore]

Heh, biased as fuck! That's how it is.

[Behold: Prussia. Ignored Muse. Such a tragedy. Gone were the days when he was the one and only and of course the fan favorite.]

[statusquodebt]

Hasn't he always been the favorite though?

[ America's expression turns somewhat serious then. ]

I mean... he was always the one that she liked the loudest voice in her head with, right?

[preussen_ore]

Favorite now anyway. I guess she likes how "freeing" playing him is.

[It was the same thing for him long ago. She loved taking him out and siccing him at people. They had so much fun--]

Now she's got a soap opera starring him in her head. Making us miserable's part of the fun, yeah? 'Guess in some ways I'm lucky not being the current favorite.

[sleepygunsman]

You lost to a fairy?

[That must be one cool fairy. ]

[preussen_ore]

Fairy, demon, whatever. [Waves his hand dismissively.] He's a fucking cheater.

[sleepygunsman]

You fought a demon?

[He may be line facing but there is a sparkle somewhere in those golden eyes.]

[preussen_ore]

[He sees that sparkle and of course has to run with it.]

Hell yes, I did! I lost but my Mun's biased as shit so there's something definitely not right about that I tell ya.

[nyupower]

[OH. OH. SHE KNOWS YOU. BRB RUNNING OVER TO YOU.]

NYUUUUU~ I-M-P~

[preussen_ore]

[AND HE KNOWS YOU TOO.]

Hey~! And no, I'm not an imp! It's Prussia, PRUSSIA~! Did you forget?

[How can you forget about him??]

I missed this duo > >;; just saying

[nyupower]

Ru-ss-ia~

[Derp. She didn't forget you! Honest! She just kinda forgot how to talk since mun didn't use her much.... ]

Aww :3

[preussen_ore]

N-no! Not that!

[He looks around, paranoid. He doesn't want that guy appearing here, okay?!]

Prussia! PRUSSIA!

[westdeutschland]

Weren't you the one who decided not to talk?

[ As he remembers it, they both kind of... just got quiet for a while. He secretly blames the Imp and his associates too, but that's hardly something Prussia needs to know at the moment. Or ever. ]

[preussen_ore]

[He holds up a finger as if to say, "Hold that thought." He thinks about it for a while, thinks about it real hard--]

Seriously?

[westdeutschland]

[ And Germany just looks back at him with this thoroughly unimpressed expression. "Seriously" what? He did! He doesn't want to say it aloud, considering he's much in the same boat — a little bit — and he knows the subject is probably a somewhat sensitive one, but, uh, yes...? What was all that leaving a certain paladin in the lurch then, eh? ]

[preussen_ore]

[Oh. OHHHHH. Yeah. Cecil. Watch him slowly come to that realization and start to look kind of sheepish. A hand lifts and he starts rubbing against the back of his neck. Cecil, right.]

[ayebrows]

An Imp? Ye serious?

[Huh. They can be right little devils in Scotland's experience, so he sympathises. A little bit. Though he can't help a small smirk.]

An' ye expected one o' them not to cheat?

[preussen_ore]

You don't get to say shit until you've had your turn, Schottland!

[Seriously. People don't know anything until they went through what he did!]

[ayebrows]

[Scotland holds up his hands defensively.]

Not sayin' shit. I've seen how they are before. Nasty little bastards.

[He's still smirking, though.]

It's still a bit funny, mind.

[preussen_ore]

[And Scotland gets a clear as day "no shit" type of eyeroll.]

Funny. Like a barrel of fucking monkeys. I know.