Forbidden And Forsaken

11

Empire snapped his laptop shut. "What happened?"

Germany looked up surprised. He had been working nonstop the past few days to catch up on all the work he missed. He barely had time to interact with the others.

"What do you mean?" Germany reached to open his laptop back up. Empire slapped his hand.

"You, Third, and Weimar have been acting out of sorts for the past five days. What. Happened." Empire glared at him.

Germany gulped. The man could be incredibly intimidating when he wanted to be.

"I-" Germany started. "I literally don't know what you're talking about."

Empire inched closer. "What did you do on the day we moved here? When you scared Third and Weimar?"

"I literally just ran up there, busted open the door and surprised them!" Germany huffed. "I don't know what you're on about."

"I heard conversation in your room shortly after midnight, Third and Weimar weren't in their beds."

Germany paled. "Listen I seriously-"

Empire slammed his fist down on the table. "Give me the truth."

Germany stared up at him, heart racing. "I did."

Empire and Germany stared at each other, the seconds ticking by like molasses. Germany thought his heart would leap out of his chest.

Empire turned on his heel, storming out of the room.

"I know you're lying and I'm going to find the truth!"

Germany stared after him, eyes wide. Oh shit.

Prussia peaked his head into the dining room. "What crawled up his ass and died?"

Despite himself, Germany couldn't help but laugh. He doubled over, tears welling up in his eyes. He probably looked insane to Prussia.

His laugher stopped when he heard a thud from upstairs, quickly followed by a muffled screech.

Weimar came bounding down the stairs, no shirt. "FUCK OFF!"

Empire was close behind him, roaring "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!"

Prussia flatened himself against the wall, staring questioningly at Germany. Germany stared back wordlessly, having no answers.

Weimar ducked out of the dining room and into the living room. Empire attempted to follow but Prussia stepped in front of his path.

"Father, move," Empire growled.

"Sit down and explain what the fuck is going on," Prussia ordered coldly.

Empire glared at him, mouth moving but no words coming out. He then violently grabbed a chair and sat down.

Prussia took out a chair himself, sitting on it in reverse and arms resting on the back. "Firstly, why were you interrogating Germany?"

Empire was silent for a moment. In the quiet, the shuffling of feet could be heard in the other rooms.

"The three of them, they were acting suspicious," he murmured. "I thought he had done something to the boys."

Prussia nodded. "And when he gave you no answers you went upstairs to interrogate Weimar and Third?"

Empire nodded, swallowing thickly.

"And I'm assuming you didn't knock on their door?" Prussia raised an eyebrow.

"I did, but they didn't answer. I heard... strange noises," at this point Empire looked like he was going to cry.