2p Hetalia: Scream for Me Ch. 2

Prussia and France had no choice but to follow 2p England  down the poorly lit hallway.

2p England had a crazy smirk plastered on his lips when he heard the two pairs of shoes following him. Alfie is going to be so happy, I've got THREE more pets! He thought.

They had made it to the third door on the right. There was the same sickly sweet odor portraying from that door, but it was much stronger.

Prussia gave France a worried look as 2p England unlocked the old door.

The door sung open very slowly, revealing a small, dull guest room. Inside the guest room was a large poster bed rarely used. Three bodies were bound to the bed, England (the real one), America, and Hungary. Only Arthur and Elisaveta were awake.

"Hello poppets, I have some more friends for you~" 2p England  sang, and walked in with Spain. Prussia and France linger in the doorway behind Arthur's counterpart. Hungary and England stayed silent unaware that their loves were waiting to save them. They were also unaware that their lives were going to change. But the question is for better or for worse?

2p England  pulled out of his pocket a cell phone and then smiled a wicked smile. Prussia turned to France, who was watching  the scene unfold. Prussia said "France we need to save them now before he can hurt them anymore!"

"Prusse we need to think of a plan. We can't just charge in there and not know what to do." France look over his shoulder, Prussia followed suit.

Besides the captives, the room was emptied of all people.

"This is our chance!" Prussia said as he ran into the room. France hastily follows. As Francis unties him, Arthur tries to speak but cannot sum up enough energy. France moves to untie America next. Prussia starts fumbling with the tight ropes around Hungary.

"Prussia…." Hungary breathed, her drained expression signified she had been here for quite sometime.

"Shh mien liebe," Prussia cooed sweetly to her, "listen we will get you out of here. Don't worry I promise." Prussia finally loosened the ropes enough to slip Hungary out of them, he threw the ropes to the ground and turned to her.

"Gil…" Hungary began "Why…why didn't you come earlier? When I sent the text?"

"What do you mean? Liz? I got your text not to long ago…I came as soon as I could." Prussia stated.

"But I sent it at nine forty and its…its much later."

"What?!? That doesn't make any sense…Hungary I'm sorry." Prussia rapped his strong arms around her slim frame. Hungary returned his embrace and hugged back.

France was helping England to his feet, when a thought accord to him. This was easy, way to easy… 2p England just let them in without a fight! This just doesn't feel right.

America had just come too. He looks around confused. "Man thats the last time I will ever eat england's cooking…" America looked around and saw the ropes and three new people, And one of them passed out too. "Dude Francis…what happened?"

The Color in France's face drained. "The 2p's." He said dully.

America whipped his head around to meet France's cold, totally serious, blue eyes. Alfred stood there baffled. "How did you dudes save us?" America looked at Prussia who had his arm protectively around Hungary's waist. Then back at France who was supporting England.

England spoke up too. "Yes how did you save us so easily? I mean Hungary and I were both awake for some time; and we did not hear any scuffling or fighting. What happened?"

"Well I will tell you" a voice spoke from behind. All the countries snapped their heads to where the voice came from, and in the door way is 2p England and also 2p America.

"You!" America said with utter disgust to his doppelgänger.

"Me!" He taunted back.

"Hey now." 2p England giggled unsteadily, "Lets not get too snarky. But in all seriousness, you won't be leaving, well…not freely anyway."

"What do you mean not freely?" Hungary said through gritted teeth.

2p America's head whirled around to look at Hungary. He started to walk towards her. Prussia tighten his grip on her, even though he had never met or heard of these "doppelgägners " before he got the sense that they were no good. Oh how right he was.

2p America stood right in front of them and smirked. The other America stood across the room to weak to attack his counterpart.

Hungary also felt that something was off between them and for some reason the other America made her very nervous. Just the sound of his voice caused her skin to crawl.

"By not freely my older brother means your our prisoners now, Doll face." The dark haired man went to cup Hungary's chin but she swatted his hand away with her face in a scowl.

Prussia felt his jealousy boil up inside. He hated what other men just stood next to Hungary let alone flirt with her! He was about to kick (or at least try to) the life out of the horny bastard but he was already across the room.

America's counterpart could see his jealousy as clear as day. "Your a feisty one aren't you? I like it. I find it rather…" he paused thinking of the right word to use that would provoke Prussia, "sexy."

That was it Prussia's rage exploded and he lunged at 2p America, France looked at America and they both knew what had to be done and stopped Prussia. England and Hungary stood there, too weak and flabbergasted to move.

"Prussia stop, mon amie!" France said.

"WHY?!? Let me go!!!" Prussia snarled.

"Dude! You don't want to fight Al. Trust me, thats what he wants you to do." America said calmly.

"Well this was fun~! I hate to do this but we have somethings that we have planed out for you and they need to be put in motion! Ta Ta for now my pets!" With that 2p England left. 2p America was soon to follow.

"Yeah see ya later." He looked at Hungary and winked. Then ran out the door and slammed it. By then Prussia had  broken free of his friends grasp and was at the door trying to desperately open but to no a vail.

The sickly sweet odder was getting much stronger and England was very teetering back and forth. France looked over at him with worry. A small grown escaped England's lips as his eyes rolled back he dropped to the floor. All the other country's look at him with panic.

"ANGLETERRE!" France ran over to England's unconscious body; France bent down next to him and scooped him his arms. France's fingers brushed away the strands of blonde hair out England's face. "Prusse, Amerique, help…help me…" France could feel the gas getting to him. He looked to America who's had fallen to the ground out cold from the gas.

Prussia was watching his friends one by one being knocked out by this mysterious sweet smelling gas. Feeling light headed Prussia stopped banging on the door. Just as he looked at her Hungary's knees gave out. He ran just in time to catch her and stop her from falling.

Prussia clumsily caught Hungary in his arms, but tried to keep her up in vain as the blackness slowly swallowed him up as well.  Through his slowly dissipating vision, Prussia could see France drop to the floor as well.

Then everything went black.