The young, German boy waited with a smile. 'Today, they are learning about me!' he thought quietly to himself, cheering for his little empire. He was delighted. The Frankish Empire is out of the spotlight and Holy Roman Empire in! The teacher began, capturing the heart of the young German child waiting outside of the school building, eavesdropping through the window. "Today, we will learn about the Holy Roman Empire…" A silver haired Prussian appeared around the corner to see a faded, almost transparent German child wearing traditional, old styled clothing. He waited to see the German boy's reaction. Each year, the little German boy who represented Holy Roman Empire came by to each school learning about his empire, only to hear disappointing commentary. Each year, Holy Roman Empire came by to hope that their thoughts had changed. That maybe, he was not as bad as they used to think he was. However, after a minute, the boy's face fell. "Remember students, the Holy Roman Empire was not Holy, nor Roman, nor an Empire." "Kind of like a wanna-be…" a few students snickered, using their common slang. Gilbert sighed, watching the child's face turn red with embarrassment as the class continued to discuss the failures of his leaders. He ran a pale hand through his silver hair, his crimson eyes inspecting the child. The child jumped when he heard the footsteps from his left. Gilbert stood, holding out a hand to the younger Germanic region. "Let's go home… Maybe next year will be better," the crimson eyed man assured the child as they both faded with the new spring breeze. _ Bonus: "Feli, you bastard little brother! Where did you go?" the angry, teenage Italian muttered under his breath, running around the school courtyard. He ran to the back, by the window of the World History classroom, where he heard the younger Italian's voice and the sound of crying. "I-it's Feliciano, remember?" Feli stared at shock to the little German boy. "You do remember, right?" The little German boy shook his head. "I'm sorry, Feliciano. I don't remember…" "Is that so?" the Italian laughed, wiping his happy tears away. "I'm just glad you're okay, even if you don't remember…" "We'll be off now," the little German boy smiled and ran off to meet the older Prussian before they vanished.