Prussia x BroomPrussia x BroomPrussia x Broom by MidnightShadow88
I love my broom, okay? People always judge the awesome me, especially Austria. But I know he’s just jealous that he doesn’t have a broom like my awesome one. This is how it all started.
My house was a mess, and I needed to clean it so I didn’t look like a slob for the ladies, you know? They dig my awesomeness, but my house didn’t look awesome. So, I went to the supply closet, wondering where to start.
Then I saw her.
Sitting alone in the back of the closet, the most gorgeous broom I’ve ever seen. Her brown bristles flowed gracefully to the ground like a skirt of twigs. I knew that she was the one. I grabbed Broom from the closet and brought her to the living room.
I swung her around and danced awesomely. My woman was for no one else but me. Then, I heard a voice like chimes in my head. It was an awesome voice.
Oh, awesome Prussia, I love you. But I have a secret.
“Yes, my awesome Broom?” I spoke aloud.
I am not really
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