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HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAJJASHGSJHGLASHGKHVKSDVSAHASDFGGHJKL
LOOK AT THIS!
I’M ACTUALLY WRITING
HAHAHHAHAHHAHAH-ok let’s do this before I stop doing it.
*{*Alfred’s POV*}*
No one cares if I am ok… They only care about making sure that they are ok… I thought, laying on the bed in the guest room. I was glad that Gilbert let me stay here. I told him it wasn’t for long, just until I figured out where I wanted to go next.
I looked suddenly as there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” I said, sitting up and watching as the door opened to reveal Ludwig. “’Sup man?”
“Hallo Alfred. I hope you don’t mind, but I vish to speak vis you,” the blonde German replied.
“Dude, this is your house. You don’t have to be sorry. I should be thanking you for letting me stay here a while.” I replied with a grin. “So, what is it you want to talk about?”
Ludwig cleared his throat. “Vell, me and mein bruder ver zinking about vat you said, and ve zink that you should go back.”
“No way! Dude, if you want me out, I can leave, but I am not going back! They don’t care about me!” I retaliated.
“Zat is not vat mein bruder heard…”
<{-Earlier that day-}>
*{*Gilbert’s POV*}*
I was walking around like the awesome me I was, when, all of a sudden, ________ came running up to me. She looked really worried and stressed out.
“Gilbert! Have you seen Alfred? I think he goes to school with your little brother,” she ranted, holding up her hand, “He is about this tall, blonde hair with a stubborn cowlick, blue eyes, glasses, kind of loud…” she kept ranting on and on…
“Vat iz ze matter, ____________?” I asked awesomely. I knew what was happening, but I kept a promise to Alfred to keep him secret.
“He’s the brother of my friend and he has gone missing! His family is very worried and are all out searching for him.”
“Vell, if ze awesome me sees him, I vill tell him.”
<{-Present time-}>
*{*Alfred’s POV*}*
“R-Really?” I said after a silence that seemed to stretch on forever.
“Ja. So, vat vill you do?” Ludwig asked.
But I already knew what I was going to do. I was packing up and heading home. They went through all that trouble for me. They HAVE to care!
<{-A little while later-}>
*{*Reader’s POV*}*
It had been two days with no sight of him. I was losing hope, but I would never tell Arthur that. It would break his heart! I couldn’t do that to him.
I was walking around with missing person signs, hanging them up in stores and other places that would allow it. I was just stapling one up when, all of a sudden,
“__________________?” a familiar voice said?
I turned around to see the missing brother right in front of me. I stood there, shocked, before I dropped all the flyers, letting them flutter to the ground, and engulfed Alfred with a big hug.
“Al don’t you dare ever do that again! Your brother is worried sick to the point of not sleeping or eating to look for you, your father beating himself up for “not being a good father”, your mo-sorry, step-mother has been crying non-stop…” I ranted on and on, scolding him but hugging him so tightly that I swore I was suffocating him, elated that he had been found.
*{*Alfred’s POV*}*
___________ basically attacked me with her hug! She kept ranting about how everyone missed me. It seemed like she was just like Arthur, maybe she ate once in a while during the search, but her (h/l) (h/c) hair was a mess, she had bags under her (e/c) orbs, she even sounded tired. I felt really bad. I remember when I first met her and wondered how Arthur could be friends with such a pretty girl, and now I see her like this because of me. I returned her hug with back-breaking strength, almost crying while saying how sorry I was. She just kept petting my hair and telling me everything was okay before taking me home where I found the best surprise.
“MATTIE!” I screamed, running up and tackle hugging my brother, letting all my tears out. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to help look for you,” he said in his usual, quiet voice.
“I’m so sorry…” I cried into my brother.
He smiled and comforted me for the rest of the day.
LOOK AT THIS!
I’M ACTUALLY WRITING
HAHAHHAHAHHAHAH-ok let’s do this before I stop doing it.
*{*Alfred’s POV*}*
No one cares if I am ok… They only care about making sure that they are ok… I thought, laying on the bed in the guest room. I was glad that Gilbert let me stay here. I told him it wasn’t for long, just until I figured out where I wanted to go next.
I looked suddenly as there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” I said, sitting up and watching as the door opened to reveal Ludwig. “’Sup man?”
“Hallo Alfred. I hope you don’t mind, but I vish to speak vis you,” the blonde German replied.
“Dude, this is your house. You don’t have to be sorry. I should be thanking you for letting me stay here a while.” I replied with a grin. “So, what is it you want to talk about?”
Ludwig cleared his throat. “Vell, me and mein bruder ver zinking about vat you said, and ve zink that you should go back.”
“No way! Dude, if you want me out, I can leave, but I am not going back! They don’t care about me!” I retaliated.
“Zat is not vat mein bruder heard…”
<{-Earlier that day-}>
*{*Gilbert’s POV*}*
I was walking around like the awesome me I was, when, all of a sudden, ________ came running up to me. She looked really worried and stressed out.
“Gilbert! Have you seen Alfred? I think he goes to school with your little brother,” she ranted, holding up her hand, “He is about this tall, blonde hair with a stubborn cowlick, blue eyes, glasses, kind of loud…” she kept ranting on and on…
“Vat iz ze matter, ____________?” I asked awesomely. I knew what was happening, but I kept a promise to Alfred to keep him secret.
“He’s the brother of my friend and he has gone missing! His family is very worried and are all out searching for him.”
“Vell, if ze awesome me sees him, I vill tell him.”
<{-Present time-}>
*{*Alfred’s POV*}*
“R-Really?” I said after a silence that seemed to stretch on forever.
“Ja. So, vat vill you do?” Ludwig asked.
But I already knew what I was going to do. I was packing up and heading home. They went through all that trouble for me. They HAVE to care!
<{-A little while later-}>
*{*Reader’s POV*}*
It had been two days with no sight of him. I was losing hope, but I would never tell Arthur that. It would break his heart! I couldn’t do that to him.
I was walking around with missing person signs, hanging them up in stores and other places that would allow it. I was just stapling one up when, all of a sudden,
“__________________?” a familiar voice said?
I turned around to see the missing brother right in front of me. I stood there, shocked, before I dropped all the flyers, letting them flutter to the ground, and engulfed Alfred with a big hug.
“Al don’t you dare ever do that again! Your brother is worried sick to the point of not sleeping or eating to look for you, your father beating himself up for “not being a good father”, your mo-sorry, step-mother has been crying non-stop…” I ranted on and on, scolding him but hugging him so tightly that I swore I was suffocating him, elated that he had been found.
*{*Alfred’s POV*}*
___________ basically attacked me with her hug! She kept ranting about how everyone missed me. It seemed like she was just like Arthur, maybe she ate once in a while during the search, but her (h/l) (h/c) hair was a mess, she had bags under her (e/c) orbs, she even sounded tired. I felt really bad. I remember when I first met her and wondered how Arthur could be friends with such a pretty girl, and now I see her like this because of me. I returned her hug with back-breaking strength, almost crying while saying how sorry I was. She just kept petting my hair and telling me everything was okay before taking me home where I found the best surprise.
“MATTIE!” I screamed, running up and tackle hugging my brother, letting all my tears out. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to help look for you,” he said in his usual, quiet voice.
“I’m so sorry…” I cried into my brother.
He smiled and comforted me for the rest of the day.
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The gloominess of the day was very fitting. Rain was always appropriate for funerals, no matter who the funeral belonged to. But today, and for this funeral, the cold mist seemed especially appropriate. There were other kids there, and some of them looked as if they didn’t really understand the situation. Others obviously knew what it meant, and some of them hadn’t seemed to grasp what exactly it meant yet. It was depressing seeing all the little kids, especially the ones Alfred had been good friends with. They all looked terribly sad, but none quite so much as Arthur. Arthur looked almost dead as he stared at
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The Last Three Days
"Ich schau zurück auf eine wunderschöne Zeit; warst die Zuflucht und die Wiege meines Seins."
February 22, 1947
It’s dark when Prussia gets home.
The sun has long since vanished and the gold, pink, and orange hues that had once set the sky on fire before Prussia entered the meeting have melded into an inky blue. There are no stars out tonight; it’s boggy and overcast, and the air is cold in a way that Prussia has never experienced it before. Inside is just as desolate – the lights are all off, the window shades drawn, and the radio silent. He wonders if Germany turned down the hea
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^-^ I can't wait for the next chapter to this! I'm so happy that Alfred came back home safely I love the story~!