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7 months later (yeah I know I am missing 7 months, but it will make sense)
The first world meeting since the end of WW2 starts today, here in England. Japan is now is China's custody, just like Germany is in mine, and, as far as I know, Spain and Austria are taking care of Italy and Romano and Russia has control of East Germany. I haven't seen America since I have taken custody of Germany, but from what I hear via Canada, America is sizing up on his nuclear research. Both Canada and I are worried because Russia is also increasing his nuclear research. I have also heard that Soviet troops have yet to leave northern European countries that he had "liberated".
I'm getting really worried; I know for a fact that if America and Russia don't stop this bullshit, the world is – once again – going to be plunged into war… But none of us will survive this nuclear war.
I am up and out of bed by 5:25am. Dressed in a black suit, white shirt and green tie by 5:40am. Quietly, I tip-toe to my office and quickly check all my notes and place them into my briefcase – in chronological order, of course – this takes around 15minutes. I then take my now ready briefcase to the coat-stand near the door and leave it there for me to pick up on the way out. Putting the water to boil, I prepare two cups and wake up Germany.
"Ludwig…" Poke "Ludwig…" Poke. He groans and cracks one eye open, then closes it again and pushes himself up. "get dressed Ludwig, the world meeting is today." I whisper to him.
"… then why do I have to get up?"
"Because your part of the world, git." I thought that was obvious?
"Ja, ja I know zat, but I'm under your control, ja?"
"yes, but what is being discussed it of importance to everyone" I walk back to the door, then turn "anyway, I thought you'd want to see Japan, Italy and Gilbert… they should be there" I leave him to get dressed and walk back downstairs, just in time for the water to boil. I pour myself a cup and add milk. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Germany walk calmly in, wearing a plain deep brown suit. It really sets off his eyes...
Don't start thinking about that Arthur, not today of all days.
We both quickly drink our beverages in silence then walk to the front door. On the way out, we each grab our respective coats, and I pick up my briefcase, and we walk to the car waiting for us.
"good morning, Sir, Mr. Beilschmidt" Harrison says as we pull away from the house.
"Good Morning Harrison" I stretch my arms and place them down beside me, one finds the bottom window sill and the other- oh...
My left hand rests softly on another fleshy warm appendage. I glance to the side, Christ! I-i-it's Ludwig's hand. Feeling my face heat up faster than an Italian can surrender, I pull my hand away as if I had been burned and continue to stare out of the window for the rest of the journey.
The first world meeting since the end of WW2 starts today, here in England. Japan is now is China's custody, just like Germany is in mine, and, as far as I know, Spain and Austria are taking care of Italy and Romano and Russia has control of East Germany. I haven't seen America since I have taken custody of Germany, but from what I hear via Canada, America is sizing up on his nuclear research. Both Canada and I are worried because Russia is also increasing his nuclear research. I have also heard that Soviet troops have yet to leave northern European countries that he had "liberated".
I'm getting really worried; I know for a fact that if America and Russia don't stop this bullshit, the world is – once again – going to be plunged into war… But none of us will survive this nuclear war.
I am up and out of bed by 5:25am. Dressed in a black suit, white shirt and green tie by 5:40am. Quietly, I tip-toe to my office and quickly check all my notes and place them into my briefcase – in chronological order, of course – this takes around 15minutes. I then take my now ready briefcase to the coat-stand near the door and leave it there for me to pick up on the way out. Putting the water to boil, I prepare two cups and wake up Germany.
"Ludwig…" Poke "Ludwig…" Poke. He groans and cracks one eye open, then closes it again and pushes himself up. "get dressed Ludwig, the world meeting is today." I whisper to him.
"… then why do I have to get up?"
"Because your part of the world, git." I thought that was obvious?
"Ja, ja I know zat, but I'm under your control, ja?"
"yes, but what is being discussed it of importance to everyone" I walk back to the door, then turn "anyway, I thought you'd want to see Japan, Italy and Gilbert… they should be there" I leave him to get dressed and walk back downstairs, just in time for the water to boil. I pour myself a cup and add milk. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Germany walk calmly in, wearing a plain deep brown suit. It really sets off his eyes...
Don't start thinking about that Arthur, not today of all days.
We both quickly drink our beverages in silence then walk to the front door. On the way out, we each grab our respective coats, and I pick up my briefcase, and we walk to the car waiting for us.
"good morning, Sir, Mr. Beilschmidt" Harrison says as we pull away from the house.
"Good Morning Harrison" I stretch my arms and place them down beside me, one finds the bottom window sill and the other- oh...
My left hand rests softly on another fleshy warm appendage. I glance to the side, Christ! I-i-it's Ludwig's hand. Feeling my face heat up faster than an Italian can surrender, I pull my hand away as if I had been burned and continue to stare out of the window for the rest of the journey.
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