Rusger oneshots (because w h y n o t-)

Quadrilateral Son and Bird dad

So this exists-
Sorry it's not actually a Rusger oneshot X3
It's focused on Prussia and Reichtangle cause god dang it I love good father child relationships-
Also-
No Prussia isn't abusive to Reichtangle growing up this is a one time thing-
Third is the only bad dad in the German family-
Thanks so much to DatGerman !
They helped me with a lot of this :3
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You guys don't have to read this but you can X3
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Rectangles.

He always sees rectangles
Which not very surprising considering....you know

A young German boy messes with the sticks he set into the shape of a rectangle, because of his whole rectangular head thing.
He'd never really minded it, but other people tended to think it was weird.

The boy, Second Reich, the son to the great and powerful Prussia, he didn't think of that title but his dad had used it before and he liked it, was currently sitting outside in a field while his dad worked on important adult things
He had been walking around the field and picking up lots of flowers.
He looked down at the large clump of flowers in his arms in excitement, he'd always really liked flowers.He saw something flutter through the air above him and looked up to see a butterfly flying above him.

He watched the butterfly land on one of the flowers in his arms and his face brightened

He set the clump of flowers down in an open tree trunk, the butterfly flew off it and around his head for a couple of seconds.It suddenly landed softly between his eyes and moved its wings. He silently giggled and moved his hands towards it, which caused it to fly off.He chased after it with his arms open while silently laughing, but all of a sudden it felt like he was swept off his feet as he fell to the floor, his face coming in contact with the ground.

He slowly pushed himself up onto his forearms, winching in pain from the fall, he checked his body for any injuries.

He managed to mostly catch himself with his arms, so his face wasn't injured and his jacket had been thick enough to protect his arms, but his pants however...
He tried to move his leg and felt a shot of pain from his knee.

He could see the large scape, bleeding quite a bit, on his knee
He whimpered from the pain and wiped his eyes
He forced himself into a standing position, causing pain to shoot through his leg.
He wobbled his way through the field and to his house.

He made it to the front area of his house, leg in quite a bit of pain.
He took his jacket off and stood on his tiptoes to hang it up, which caused his knee more pain, and began wandering further into his house.He wasn't exactly sure where his father was, but he remembered him saying something about a meeting, so that was probably the place to start

He walked down the hallway towards where his father usually met with other Empires.
He gave a small wave to Britain who was leaving as he went by

The door was still slightly open to the room , and he could hear some talking.
His entire denier brightened when he heard his father's voice
He walked, well more slightly hobbled, toward the door.

He cracked the door open slowly, he could see his father still discussing with the Austrian Empire and Russian Empire.
Prussia didn't look up from the map, "Go away Second, I'm busy."