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    My hand grazed over things, some sharp, others smooth, but I felt something kind of... rough? I grasped the object firmly and pulled it out. It was a folded piece of paper. I opened it to see something drawn on it. I turned the paper a couple times, trying to make sense of the black lines.
    "... Okay I have no idea what this is," I declared. A second later it was snatched up by Alfred as he scrunched up his eyes, trying to figure out what is as well.
    "Okayyyy, who put in the picture of a rock?"
    "It's not a rock! It's mein awesome picture of Gilbird!" I turned to look at a albino man with a yellow bird sat upon his head. I stared at the bird and OH. MY. GOD. It was just the cutest thing!
    "Heh, sorry Gilbert, but to be fair you really suck at drawing." Gilbert started to pout a little at this, but his smile came back a moment later as his eyes landed on me.
    "Kesesese~ I bet your just jealous, because I get to be alone with this your hot best friend," Gilbert said, smirking a little at the end. Alfred just stared at him.
    "Ya, okay dude. Whatever you say." Alfred then pushed us in the closet and closed the door. It was quiet for a couple seconds, until I spoke up.
    "So, that bird on your shoulder is Gilbird?"
    "Kesese, yea, I found him a couple years ago. Some unawesome idiot left him on the street to starve." I could sort of see in the dark and I could make out Gilbird with wide, sparkling eyes. I couldn't help it anymore and took Gilbird quickly, but carefully, off Gilbert's shoulder.
    "He is just SOOOO CUTE!" I giggled as Gilbird chirped and nuzzled his head against my cheek. While I was so busy with Gilbird, I didn't notice it become completely quiet in the closet. Then I felt something grab my butt. Everything froze. I turned to see Gilbert with a smirk and his hand on the back of my jeans (Your butt). I deadly glare could be felt throughout the closet and I set Gilbird on my shoulder.

~Outside the Closet~

    "It's been really quiet in there. Do you think the chicka is okay?" Antonio asked, looking over at Alfred.
    "Trust me, the dudette can take care of herself."
    "Are you su-"
    "GILBBBBBEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRT!" A harsh yell came from the closet and there were a bunch of crashes and Gilbert yelling something about his 'awesome face being too awesome to punch.' Alfred looked back over at Antonio.
    "Told you so."

    I walked out the door, saying goodbye to my newly become friends.
    "Hey, [Name]?" I turned to see Elizaveta with a drunk Gilbert by her side, "can I borrow your car? I want to take Gilbert home so he doesn't get into any trouble." I stared for a moment.
    "I'll take him home."
    "What? Oh, that's not necessary [Name]! I can do it."
    "Nah, it's fine. I was going home, anyways. Just tell me where he lives and I'll take him home." After a LOT of convincing, Elizaveta finally let you take Gilbert. She told you the address and went back in Alfred's house for the rest of the party. I got Gilbert into the passenger seat and got into mine. Looking over, I sighed. 'Right he's drunk. Of course he won't be able to put his seat belt on.' I reached across the small gap between the driver's seat and the 'shot gun' seat. Unbeknownst to you, Gilbert was completely sober and was staring at your breasts (If you are a girl, you can understand wearing a low top and bending over, right?).
    The ride was pretty quiet, except for the couple of slurred (acting) drunkard in the seat next to me. I got to Gilbert's house and hopped out of my car. I went to Gilbert's side and helped him out and to the door. As I tried the handle, I realized it was locked. I looked under the welcome mat and in the plant by the door. Nothing. I then looked back at Gilbert, who was having a (fake) staring contest with the wall. 'He must have his keys on him.' I walked over and told him to stand still as I reached into his pockets, searching for the metal object. I finally found it stuck under his phone. I turned and unlocked the door. I turned back to get Gilbert inside, when a pair of lips crashed into mine. I noticed there was no alcoholic smell or taste in his mouth. 'He was sober the whole time?!'
    "Thanks for the pat down, [Name]." He placed a piece of paper in my hand and walked inside, closing the door behind him. I looked down at the paper.
    Call me. 453-473-9587  -Gilbert. (Fake number... don't actually call it) Underneath the writing was another badly drawn Gilbird.

Ich liebe dich.
(I love you.)
It's the awesome Prussia!!!!


I do not own Hetalia or you.
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patricia02au Featured By Owner Edited Jul 10, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Huh...*Gilbird sits on my shoulder*Oh hi Gilbird! :D
TheOneAndOnly-K Featured By Owner Apr 21, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
*realizes* ...I didn't give Gilbird back...YES!
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LandOfWonder Featured By Owner Edited Jul 5, 2014  Student Traditional Artist
Yay! Payback by stealing the cute Gilbird!
HanaFa732 Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist

Initially-Haha, yes! Gilbert gets powned.

Later on- Oh that sick son-of-a...

Ending- Now that I know, I'll throw something at his window. 
LoveyouCry Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
XD fricking Gil! I knew you were to Awesome to get drunk XD
JZFinland-1 Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I wish that number was real...

And Gil, that wasn't awesome.

It was clever... But not awesome.
HanaFa732 Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
IKR. I'll throw something at his window, you?
JZFinland-1 Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I'd kick his five meters
HanaFa732 Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Ooh, can I join you? *Holds up tablet in camera mode*
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