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Prussia x Reader
"Wh-what? What do you mean, G-Germany?!" you yelled.
"Well honey, we're sending you there for the summer, isn't that exciting?" you mom beamed.
"No? Especially not when your sending me there to work. I just want to stay home all summer and do nothing." You complained
"Well, sorry sweetheart, but you ARE going. I already told your Uncle Schmidt you were going, and we already baught your ticket. Be a little greatful for once, _____." Your dad barked.
"This isn't fair! I didn't have ANY say in this! You can't just send me to GERMANY without my consent?"
"Well you're going and that is final, young lady!"
~~
"Now boarding for Berlin, Germany."
You sat up and grabbed your purple duffle bag that your mom got you in the fourth grade. As you walked through the shuttle, gritting your teeth each step, you reached the inside of the plane. You looked around for your seat, only to find that you sat next to some creepy French man. You loathed everything and everybody.
"Oh hon hon? Who iz zis? Why aren't you as beautiful az ze red wine I drank last night!" the creepy French man said stroking your (h/c) hair.
'Just calm down, _____. You'll get through this.. It's okay…' you thought quietly. Finally the creepy French man leaned right next to your ear and whispered, "Oh hon, if you'd like, I could really see just how beautiful you are in ze bathroom?"
You turned around in bewilderment, slapped him across the face and snarled, "Leave. Me. Alone." The rest of the plane ride was quite peaceful afterwards.
As you exited your plane, you looked all over for your Uncle Schmidt, you hadn't seen him in years so you barely remember. You saw a sign that had your name written on it though, but there was a handsome, tall boy with silver hair and distinct red eyes holding it. He looked somewhat annoyed to be there and was checking his wrist watch every couple of seconds.
You walked up to him and greeted him.
"Uh, hello… My name is _____... and you are….?" You asked.
"Oh jou're here! Ja, Gilbert Beilschmidt. My brother vorks for jour uncle and he sent me to pick jou up. At first I vasn't too happy…. But, now that I think about it, jou vere definitely vorth the wait!" he said with a sly grin.
'Oh great, another pervert.' You thought. He offered to carry your bag for you but you denied and carried it to his car. His car made yours look like… well… poop. He drove an orange Nissan 350Z.
"Wow, nice car." You said blankly. Gilbert noticed your slight jealousy and took full advantage of it. "Ja, it's a most awesome car, is it not?" he said smirking. You nodded while circling it, examining it closely. Fully impressed, you hopped in the passenger seat and the two of you drove off.
"Zis is going to be a good three hour drive to Hamburg, so vhy don't we just get to know each other. I mean, I'll be seeing jou all summer anyvays?" he asked as he pulled out onto the highway.
"Well, my name is _____. I'm a recent graduate, my life is pretty average, I'm still currently looking for college, I want to major in (whatever it is you study/want to study), and as of two nights ago, I am currently and unhappily single." You said. You saw a glint catch Gilberts' eyes, then he looked over at you with a small grin.
"Well liebe, how is an awesome girl like jou single?"
"It's a long story." You said quietly.
"It's a long ride." He countered still smirking.
As you told him about the break up his smirk slowly faded and his grip on the wheel tightened.
"So, yeah, that's basically how it happened." Your head was pressed against the window and you stared at the blurred objects outside.
"Well liebe, jour life kind of… sucks."
"Thanks." You said dryly. You continued small talk with Gilbert, leaving the both of you to bask in awkwardness. After about 5 minutes of silence Gilbert slipped in a CD that he had dug from the middle cartridge of his car. The melody was pretty nice… for the first 50 seconds.
"I'm gonna take my time
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroll
So she can get a sensual seduction
So I can get a sensual seduct-"
Gilbert had taken out the cd and threw it back in the cartridge; his face was a deep shade of crimson.
"I am so very sorry _____!! Zat vas a cd my friend gave me a vhile ago…" he spat out.
"It's okay, I kind of liked it." you said. He turned his head with a wide grin that spread from ear to ear.
"Jou want to hang out sometime? I could really show you a nice time around Hamburg." He waggled his eyebrows as your face turned a slight shade of pink.
"No, I don't even want to be here, so why would you possibly think that I'd want to have a tour of this place." You said bluntly.
"Harsh, liebe. Anyvays, I'll pick jou up on Vednesday at 6pm. So that'll give jou two days to unpack, get settled, and vhat-not." He continued on about what the two of you were going to do. You set your head on the window again and shut your eyes in frustration.
'Well, it looks like I have no choice.'
"Wh-what? What do you mean, G-Germany?!" you yelled.
"Well honey, we're sending you there for the summer, isn't that exciting?" you mom beamed.
"No? Especially not when your sending me there to work. I just want to stay home all summer and do nothing." You complained
"Well, sorry sweetheart, but you ARE going. I already told your Uncle Schmidt you were going, and we already baught your ticket. Be a little greatful for once, _____." Your dad barked.
"This isn't fair! I didn't have ANY say in this! You can't just send me to GERMANY without my consent?"
"Well you're going and that is final, young lady!"
~~
"Now boarding for Berlin, Germany."
You sat up and grabbed your purple duffle bag that your mom got you in the fourth grade. As you walked through the shuttle, gritting your teeth each step, you reached the inside of the plane. You looked around for your seat, only to find that you sat next to some creepy French man. You loathed everything and everybody.
"Oh hon hon? Who iz zis? Why aren't you as beautiful az ze red wine I drank last night!" the creepy French man said stroking your (h/c) hair.
'Just calm down, _____. You'll get through this.. It's okay…' you thought quietly. Finally the creepy French man leaned right next to your ear and whispered, "Oh hon, if you'd like, I could really see just how beautiful you are in ze bathroom?"
You turned around in bewilderment, slapped him across the face and snarled, "Leave. Me. Alone." The rest of the plane ride was quite peaceful afterwards.
As you exited your plane, you looked all over for your Uncle Schmidt, you hadn't seen him in years so you barely remember. You saw a sign that had your name written on it though, but there was a handsome, tall boy with silver hair and distinct red eyes holding it. He looked somewhat annoyed to be there and was checking his wrist watch every couple of seconds.
You walked up to him and greeted him.
"Uh, hello… My name is _____... and you are….?" You asked.
"Oh jou're here! Ja, Gilbert Beilschmidt. My brother vorks for jour uncle and he sent me to pick jou up. At first I vasn't too happy…. But, now that I think about it, jou vere definitely vorth the wait!" he said with a sly grin.
'Oh great, another pervert.' You thought. He offered to carry your bag for you but you denied and carried it to his car. His car made yours look like… well… poop. He drove an orange Nissan 350Z.
"Wow, nice car." You said blankly. Gilbert noticed your slight jealousy and took full advantage of it. "Ja, it's a most awesome car, is it not?" he said smirking. You nodded while circling it, examining it closely. Fully impressed, you hopped in the passenger seat and the two of you drove off.
"Zis is going to be a good three hour drive to Hamburg, so vhy don't we just get to know each other. I mean, I'll be seeing jou all summer anyvays?" he asked as he pulled out onto the highway.
"Well, my name is _____. I'm a recent graduate, my life is pretty average, I'm still currently looking for college, I want to major in (whatever it is you study/want to study), and as of two nights ago, I am currently and unhappily single." You said. You saw a glint catch Gilberts' eyes, then he looked over at you with a small grin.
"Well liebe, how is an awesome girl like jou single?"
"It's a long story." You said quietly.
"It's a long ride." He countered still smirking.
As you told him about the break up his smirk slowly faded and his grip on the wheel tightened.
"So, yeah, that's basically how it happened." Your head was pressed against the window and you stared at the blurred objects outside.
"Well liebe, jour life kind of… sucks."
"Thanks." You said dryly. You continued small talk with Gilbert, leaving the both of you to bask in awkwardness. After about 5 minutes of silence Gilbert slipped in a CD that he had dug from the middle cartridge of his car. The melody was pretty nice… for the first 50 seconds.
"I'm gonna take my time
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroll
So she can get a sensual seduction
So I can get a sensual seduct-"
Gilbert had taken out the cd and threw it back in the cartridge; his face was a deep shade of crimson.
"I am so very sorry _____!! Zat vas a cd my friend gave me a vhile ago…" he spat out.
"It's okay, I kind of liked it." you said. He turned his head with a wide grin that spread from ear to ear.
"Jou want to hang out sometime? I could really show you a nice time around Hamburg." He waggled his eyebrows as your face turned a slight shade of pink.
"No, I don't even want to be here, so why would you possibly think that I'd want to have a tour of this place." You said bluntly.
"Harsh, liebe. Anyvays, I'll pick jou up on Vednesday at 6pm. So that'll give jou two days to unpack, get settled, and vhat-not." He continued on about what the two of you were going to do. You set your head on the window again and shut your eyes in frustration.
'Well, it looks like I have no choice.'
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Chapter 2!!!
Was this too much of a jump? I feel like it was.. I can change it if you'd like? I don't know..............
Oh Gilbert.. I'd let you seduce me sensually ANY DAY. [link]
Anyways this is for my lovely friend
Chapter 3:
[link]
DISCLAIMER!!!!!!!!!!!(@*q#)$(&#q)$(&q#)($&!!!!!
I don't own:
Prussia (Gilbert)
Fance (creepy French man)
The Song [link]
or you
but I DO own
...so back off bitches.
Was this too much of a jump? I feel like it was.. I can change it if you'd like? I don't know..............
Oh Gilbert.. I'd let you seduce me sensually ANY DAY. [link]
Anyways this is for my lovely friend
Chapter 3:
[link]
DISCLAIMER!!!!!!!!!!!(@*q#)$(&#q)$(&q#)($&!!!!!
I don't own:
Prussia (Gilbert)
Fance (creepy French man)
The Song [link]
or you
but I DO own
...so back off bitches.
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