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“You… wait, hold on, haha,” Prussia raised his hands up in almost a defensive manner, his brows furrowing in both confusion and worry. “You murdered-- ffft, that, that word is just weird coming out of your mouth! Lying doesn’t suit you!!”

“Prussia…”

The albino chuckled louder for a moments before he took another look at the other’s exposed eye. Just how he was looking at him, it had a sadness that he had never seen before, and it deeply troubled him.

“You’re… not lying, are you?”

Germany shook his head, rolling his head so he could cover up his shameful face.

Prussia stared downwards, still trying to process the information. Germany, his baby brother, the one who was so virtuous and followed every rule known to man… killed someone. Not just someone, his best friend. And that had to be only one person.

“…Why?” He finally managed to ask, his voice lightly cracking as it was still trying to sink in. If the blood was still on Germany, that meant Italy wasn’t alive yet. How long had he been dead? Did they destroy the body?

A silence hung in the room at that point, a dreadful atmosphere being attached heavily to it. Neither brother moved, each waiting for the other to act first, to say something, to do something, but yet nothing. After a moment or so, however, Germany let out a large sigh into his pillow under him, followed by a muffled sniff. He pushed himself up into a sitting position, rubbing his ungloved hand in thought.

“I’ll start from the beginning, when it first started…”

~~~

“Grr, this is ridiculous.”

Germany leaned his head against the bark of the tree behind him, flinching lightly as the air in his empty stomach circulated painfully, causing him to grip it lightly. “We can’t be out of food like this, are you sure those trees were bare?”

“Yes, I have checked many times. Either we or the birds had eaten them,” Japan noted with a solemn nod, his arms wrapped around his hollow torso as well. “And have we run out of food from the ocean as well? Surely there must be fish out there.”

“If there is, we have either eaten them or they wised up and got out of our section of the coast line.” The German gave out a frustrated grunt as he shifted his position, resting his back more against the trunk of the palm tree. He looked up, he and the Japanese nation shaded by the leaves of their and the neighboring trees. It was nice to cool down in weather such as this, especially when such important matters were needing to be discussed.

The two closed their eyes, trying to at least relax despite the stabbing pain in their stomach. “What are we going to do, Germany-san?” Japan asked quietly, changing his sitting position as well to get a little more comfortable. “All we have left is trees and bushes, and I do not think it would turn out well if we tried to eat those.”

“Hm,” Germany hummed, just taking in a deep breath of the coast air as he just tried to clear his mind, “I agree, we can’t eat that. As is our fighting strength is poor, at best. At this rate we are going to keep depleting our strength and energy until we’re captured.” At that, he didn’t even need to reopen his eyes to know Japan was starring worriedly at him. There really seemed to be no way out.

“Ve!~ Germany! Germany, Japan! Look, look!”

Almost in sync, both lifted their heads to look over to the ocean, seeing the brightly smiling Italian waving at them from a knee deep distance of the water. At seeing him wave enthusiastically, both the somber nations raised a hand to unenthusiastically wave back at him. Once he seemed satisfied in gaining their attention, Italy just chuckled and jumped around in the water, dive-bombing to the side so he could start just dog paddling around.

Germany couldn’t help but crack an amused grin at this. How Italy was still able to keep so cheerful despite all of this hardship was far beyond him, he often wondered if the pain of hunger even affected him at this rate. He stopped complaining about his stomach hurting sometime ago, even though they can still hear it growl hungrily. He surely was the strongest out of them.

“…Germany-san.”

“Yes?” Germany asked aloud, rolling his head over in an almost lazy manner to look at Japan. His brows furrowed when he did, see Japan staring very intently looking at Italy move back and forth in the waves, as if deeply contemplating something. “What is it?”

“I think I know how to solve our issue”

He didn’t like the sound of that….

“How so?”

“…. Let’s eat Italy.”

“WHAT?!”

“Ssh!!”

Germany sat up more from his position, eyes widened at the smaller nation next to him. Did he just say what he thought he said!? “What?!” he repeated in a harsh whisper.

“Hear me out,” Japan replied calming, seeming very sound with the idea, “there is nothing left for us, you said yourself that at this rate we will not be able to face against the enemy. I have heard stories of people eating one another in emergency situations such as this, it is possible.”

The blonde stared down to him, his skin paling at even just the thought. “Have you gone mad?”

“No, just thinking how to save our lives.”

“But we’re nations, we can’t die-“

At this, Germany suddenly stopped; his own words making something click in the back of his head. Nations can’t die. Nations can’t die.

“It will take a while, but he will be fine. He is usually useless in fights; he can at least help us this way.”

Germany took a shaky breath, this idea actually starting to sound like it could work. “How would we do it?”

Japan’s ears perked lightly, almost as if surprised that he was giving into the idea so quickly. “We could slit his throat; make his death come quickly so he will not suffer.”

“No, let’s not hurt him more than we’re all ready going to do,” Germany shook his head lightly at the idea, shuddering at just the thought of a blade going against the Italian’s neck. This was their ally; they were not going to treat him like a domestic animal. “We need to be fast; it needs to be painless, and does not need any further damage on his body. That will make his body take longer to regenerate.”

The Asian took a deep breath from his nose, closing his eyes for a moment to think, visualizing different scenarios they could attempt without him putting up a fight in the process. After all, no one would want to be dinner. “We drown him when he’s asleep.”

“Done.”

Japan nodded, almost as an act of agreement before holding his stomach a little tighter, it churning painfully at just at the thought of what was to come. Germany looked down, thinking of what they just did, and after taking another even breath, he looked up to the dog paddling Italian, his vision blurring in and out from warm moisture that gathered there. He dared not show weakness.

There was no going back now.

~~~

“Wait wait.”

Germany looked up over to Prussia, furrowing his brows at being interrupted, “what?”

“You all had to resort to that so easily?” Prussia asked, an eyebrow raised in almost skepticism, “The island was Seychelles, wasn’t it? Why couldn’t you find more food?”

“There was none,” The blonde said, clenching and unclenching his hands, “I all ready told you. We could not get any more fish, or find any more fruit. Even if there was some farther out, we didn’t have any strength to wander further and be possibly wounded in the process.”

“I don’t know, it sounds like Japan didn’t really think it through.” Prussia leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms as he seemed to not be liking how the events were turning out so far.

As he leaned back though, Germany leaned forward, his eyes piercing into the others skull in almost anger of bad mouthing their actions, even though he was completely right. “When you have no food for a week, no resources, and enemies soon to attack you, wouldn’t you be desperate?”

Prussia raised his arms defensively, not wanting to face the wrath of a distraught West. “Oi oi, you made your point.” He said, cracking a nervous smile before he quickly stood up, “all this talk of hunger is making me hungry, and there’s a big freaking cake out there for you. I’m going to go grab us some of that and beer, it’ll loosen you up!”

“What, you-“ Germany started to say, but frowned as the other quickly fled the room. He quietly sighed, flopping onto his back on the bed, figuring he might as well get comfortable while waiting for him to come back so he could finish his story.

Though he was far from looking forward to tell him what happened next.

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“You… wait, hold on, haha,” Prussia raised his hands up in almost a defensive manner, his brows furrowing in both confusion and worry. “You murdered-- ffft, that, that word is just weird coming out of your mouth! Lying doesn’t suit you!!”

“Prussia…”

The albino chuckled louder for a moments before he took another look at the other’s exposed eye. Just how he was looking at him, it had a sadness that he had never seen before, and it deeply troubled him.

“You’re… not lying, are you?”

Germany shook his head, rolling his head so he could cover up his shameful face.

Prussia stared downwards, still trying to process the information. Germany, his baby brother, the one who was so virtuous and followed every rule known to man… killed someone. Not just someone, his best friend. And that had to be only one person.

“…Why?” He finally managed to ask, his voice lightly cracking as it was still trying to sink in. If the blood was still on Germany, that meant Italy wasn’t alive yet. How long had he been dead? Did they destroy the body?

A silence hung in the room at that point, a dreadful atmosphere being attached heavily to it. Neither brother moved, each waiting for the other to act first, to say something, to do something, but yet nothing. After a moment or so, however, Germany let out a large sigh into his pillow under him, followed by a muffled sniff. He pushed himself up into a sitting position, rubbing his ungloved hand in thought.

“I’ll start from the beginning, when it first started…”

~~~

“Grr, this is ridiculous.”

Germany leaned his head against the bark of the tree behind him, flinching lightly as the air in his empty stomach circulated painfully, causing him to grip it lightly. “We can’t be out of food like this, are you sure those trees were bare?”

“Yes, I have checked many times. Either we or the birds had eaten them,” Japan noted with a solemn nod, his arms wrapped around his hollow torso as well. “And have we run out of food from the ocean as well? Surely there must be fish out there.”

“If there is, we have either eaten them or they wised up and got out of our section of the coast line.” The German gave out a frustrated grunt as he shifted his position, resting his back more against the trunk of the palm tree. He looked up, he and the Japanese nation shaded by the leaves of their and the neighboring trees. It was nice to cool down in weather such as this, especially when such important matters were needing to be discussed.

The two closed their eyes, trying to at least relax despite the stabbing pain in their stomach. “What are we going to do, Germany-san?” Japan asked quietly, changing his sitting position as well to get a little more comfortable. “All we have left is trees and bushes, and I do not think it would turn out well if we tried to eat those.”

“Hm,” Germany hummed, just taking in a deep breath of the coast air as he just tried to clear his mind, “I agree, we can’t eat that. As is our fighting strength is poor, at best. At this rate we are going to keep depleting our strength and energy until we’re captured.” At that, he didn’t even need to reopen his eyes to know Japan was starring worriedly at him. There really seemed to be no way out.

“Ve!~ Germany! Germany, Japan! Look, look!”

Almost in sync, both lifted their heads to look over to the ocean, seeing the brightly smiling Italian waving at them from a knee deep distance of the water. At seeing him wave enthusiastically, both the somber nations raised a hand to unenthusiastically wave back at him. Once he seemed satisfied in gaining their attention, Italy just chuckled and jumped around in the water, dive-bombing to the side so he could start just dog paddling around.

Germany couldn’t help but crack an amused grin at this. How Italy was still able to keep so cheerful despite all of this hardship was far beyond him, he often wondered if the pain of hunger even affected him at this rate. He stopped complaining about his stomach hurting sometime ago, even though they can still hear it growl hungrily. He surely was the strongest out of them.

“…Germany-san.”

“Yes?” Germany asked aloud, rolling his head over in an almost lazy manner to look at Japan. His brows furrowed when he did, see Japan staring very intently looking at Italy move back and forth in the waves, as if deeply contemplating something. “What is it?”

“I think I know how to solve our issue”

He didn’t like the sound of that….

“How so?”

“…. Let’s eat Italy.”

“WHAT?!”

“Ssh!!”

Germany sat up more from his position, eyes widened at the smaller nation next to him. Did he just say what he thought he said!? “What?!” he repeated in a harsh whisper.

“Hear me out,” Japan replied calming, seeming very sound with the idea, “there is nothing left for us, you said yourself that at this rate we will not be able to face against the enemy. I have heard stories of people eating one another in emergency situations such as this, it is possible.”

The blonde stared down to him, his skin paling at even just the thought. “Have you gone mad?”

“No, just thinking how to save our lives.”

“But we’re nations, we can’t die-“

At this, Germany suddenly stopped; his own words making something click in the back of his head. Nations can’t die. Nations can’t die.

“It will take a while, but he will be fine. He is usually useless in fights; he can at least help us this way.”

Germany took a shaky breath, this idea actually starting to sound like it could work. “How would we do it?”

Japan’s ears perked lightly, almost as if surprised that he was giving into the idea so quickly. “We could slit his throat; make his death come quickly so he will not suffer.”

“No, let’s not hurt him more than we’re all ready going to do,” Germany shook his head lightly at the idea, shuddering at just the thought of a blade going against the Italian’s neck. This was their ally; they were not going to treat him like a domestic animal. “We need to be fast; it needs to be painless, and does not need any further damage on his body. That will make his body take longer to regenerate.”

The Asian took a deep breath from his nose, closing his eyes for a moment to think, visualizing different scenarios they could attempt without him putting up a fight in the process. After all, no one would want to be dinner. “We drown him when he’s asleep.”

“Done.”

Japan nodded, almost as an act of agreement before holding his stomach a little tighter, it churning painfully at just at the thought of what was to come. Germany looked down, thinking of what they just did, and after taking another even breath, he looked up to the dog paddling Italian, his vision blurring in and out from warm moisture that gathered there. He dared not show weakness.

There was no going back now.

~~~

“Wait wait.”

Germany looked up over to Prussia, furrowing his brows at being interrupted, “what?”

“You all had to resort to that so easily?” Prussia asked, an eyebrow raised in almost skepticism, “The island was Seychelles, wasn’t it? Why couldn’t you find more food?”

“There was none,” The blonde said, clenching and unclenching his hands, “I all ready told you. We could not get any more fish, or find any more fruit. Even if there was some farther out, we didn’t have any strength to wander further and be possibly wounded in the process.”

“I don’t know, it sounds like Japan didn’t really think it through.” Prussia leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms as he seemed to not be liking how the events were turning out so far.

As he leaned back though, Germany leaned forward, his eyes piercing into the others skull in almost anger of bad mouthing their actions, even though he was completely right. “When you have no food for a week, no resources, and enemies soon to attack you, wouldn’t you be desperate?”

Prussia raised his arms defensively, not wanting to face the wrath of a distraught West. “Oi oi, you made your point.” He said, cracking a nervous smile before he quickly stood up, “all this talk of hunger is making me hungry, and there’s a big freaking cake out there for you. I’m going to go grab us some of that and beer, it’ll loosen you up!”

“What, you-“ Germany started to say, but frowned as the other quickly fled the room. He quietly sighed, flopping onto his back on the bed, figuring he might as well get comfortable while waiting for him to come back so he could finish his story.

Though he was far from looking forward to tell him what happened next.