I just want to give a heads up. This story does not have anything to do with Arkham-Insanity's Chibi Diaries. Those are her own creation of awesomeness. These stories are just something I did as a winner of a poll I had posted, and people wanted to see a story with Little Prussia and HRE. So just to make everyone clear.
Sweltering and bothered by the summer night's heat, little Gilbert stood facing the corner in the kitchen. He had been juggling to entertain his little brother Ludwig. The only problem was his practicing with the apples that were freshly picked when Germania had gone to the fields. Willahelm was going to make a delightful pie for both boys, but sadly Gilbert had ruined them, and was now punished for his misdeeds. The five year old child, who was not very happy staying in one place huffed and stood on one foot and then the other, wishing the mosquitoes hadn't chosen his exposed legs as their dinner. He slapped his legs making an slight irritated groan, and as he scratched he was not being quiet about it. This alerted the attention of Germania who was feeding little Ludwig sitting in front of him.
"Stand still!" Commanded the voice from the older nation as he wiped the other child's mouth. He turned around as Gilbert cast a glance at the blond man.
"It's hot Vati! And I don't want to stand here anymore!" The child wiped his brow and stamped his feet a little. He was usually used to testing the nation's limits. Germania picked up Ludwig and held him. The three year old child started to fuss.
"Vati…Vati…I'm hot." Said Ludwig. The weather had been quite unbearable. Tempers rose from all three, mainly from Germania having to deal with two little children.
"Stille little one." He had felt bad, being so hot, the children usually became harder to handle. Holding the younger boy, he then looked over at Gilbert with a straight face. "I am not happy with your behavior right now…its much too hot. I must give Ludwig a bath and put him to bed. You will remain there for another ten minutes. DO NOT move until I come back for you. Turn back around."
Germania turned on his heel and walked towards the bathroom. He arrived and walked in. Ludwig was being fussy as his clothing was taken off. Willahelm, who was tired from the long day spoke gently to the child.
"Come now…don't be difficult, you will only make it worse." He pulled the shirt the child was wearing over his head, and took the boy's little shorts off. Water had been run earlier in the pump, and put in a small basin. Because the house was warm in temperature, the water would be slightly tepid. He placed the child in the tub, and took to washing him with a cloth. This was making the boy slightly happier.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Gilbert who did not like to listen to his Vati, held an ear out to the washroom that was down the hall in the east end of the house. Sensing he had a moment to stretch his legs. Then seeing as he could do that and get away, looked around and noticed the apples he was juggling earlier. Germania had stated they were ruined, but why hadn't he thrown them away? The boy walked over to the table and picked one up. He tossed it about in his hands. He wasn't about to juggle again, but was getting quite hungry.
After Willahelm had finished bathing the younger child, he put the small boy into a night shirt, and carried him to the bedroom. The boy's eyes were heavy, and though he tried to stay awake, this was simply not happening. Arriving in the room, Germania set Ludwig in the bed that him and his brother shared. Grasping the pillow, and putting a thumb in his mouth, the youngster quickly fell asleep. Germania ran his fingers through the child's hair and smiled. He then remembered he now had a nuisance to deal with. Walking towards the door, he gently shut it and walked back towards the kitchen. Once he stepped through the doorway, he looked to the usual corner where the child was supposed to be. He had expected the child would not be there, and of course he was right.
"What are you doing Gilbert?" Said the voice that sounded so loud and bold behind the little boy who held a apple in his hand and turned to face the nation.
"Hi Vati…um…can I have an apple?" The child tossed the fruit in his hands from one side to the other, and had not concept for the fact that he was still supposed to be standing in the corner. This of course caused Germania to apprehend the boy by the arm, pull him towards the corner, and apply three firm and extremely effective smacks to the boy's backside.
"Owwww, Vati! Owww…no, please I am sorry. What did I do?" He was directed to the corner again, and this time the older nation stood watching.
"Be quiet Gilbert…you are going to wake your bruder. I don't have the patience for your behavior right now. I told you to stay in the corner, and not to move. Since apparently you can not comprehend those two rules, you will now stand there for a while longer, and I will stay here watching."
Of course Germania was not going to stand and watch the boy, but he walked over to the table which he was working on some stitching of Gilbert's pants, which ripped from a previous tree climbing accident, and sat down.
The boy became bored and tired. Germania would occasionally look up, slightly wanting the boy to fall asleep because Gilbert was not easy to put to bed. Prussia tried keeping his eyes open. He would even stamp his feet, and pound against the wall. With the occasional throat clearing from Germania to make the boy stay quiet, the child was loosing the battle, and closed his eyes. He leaned against the wall, and slowly slid down. Seeing this, Willahelm got up from the table, put his sewing down and walked over to the child. Leaning down, he grabbed the child into his arms and walked slowly down the hall. Gilbert sensed the movement and spoke up softly.
"Vati…Vati, I don't want to go to bed…I want to…to…(sniffs)…I want to play with Ludie…" He held the bigger nations neck tightly and Germania hushes him.
"Shhhhh…Gilbert, you must be quiet. I will not have you wake Ludwig." He walked into the room, changed the boy into a nightshirt with care, and then laid the boy in the bed, covering him appropriately. Ludwig rolled to his side with a snore. With barley one eye opened, Gilbert whispered to Willahelm.
"Goodnight Vati." He soon cast his head to the side, and was out like a light. The older nation leaned down, casting the hair out of the boys eyes, and smiled slightly.
"Goodnight wicht." He walked out of the room, and closed the door.
Before calling it a night, Germania had no choice but to do a little cleaning. An extremely anal retentive nation, he walked back into the kitchen. Staring at the floor, there were random scraps of apple scattered. He sighed, and then retrieved a bucket, and a rag. Walking to the door outside, he arrived at the water pump, and pumped a generous amount into the container. Once it was full, he walked back into the house. Getting on his hands and knees, he began the tiresome effort of making the floor clean. It was such a long night already that when he finished, he was extremely tired. He threw the rag into the sink basin, and he went into his own room, changed his clothing, and then settled into his bed.
The next morning started even before the sun rose. Germania breathed deeply and continued to lay in bed, even though he knew he would have to attend to the two children. Just as he rolled to the side of the bed, his eyes were met with a pair of big blue eyes. Ludwig was standing at his Vati's bedside just staying quiet. Leaning up on one arm, Willahelm smiled at the child.
"Good morning little one…up so early I see…again. You want to come into bed with me?" The child nodded and reached his arms out.
Germania leaned down and pulled the child in bed next to him. It was nice and warm and almost serene until it seemed like time stopped as little feet were heard from down the hallway. The running of the feet seemed to be closer, and looking out towards the hall, the image of a silver haired boy leapt up, and came down upon Germania's bed. He landed right on an area of Germania that made him sequel with pain.
"VATI! Vat…Vati…Vati…you need to wake up Vati! Its morning, look, look…the sun is waking up!" The boy climbed all over Germania until huffed and stared at him with stern eyes.
"Gilbert! If you would kindly calm down! Little children should not have so much energy this early in the morning." He moaned as the child continued to sit on his precious jewels. He looked over to Ludwig who was laying quietly.
"Come on Ludie…let's go, maybe Vati will make us something yummy for breakfast!" He grabbed his brother's hand, who at this point, the child did not have a choice but to listen to his older brother. The two children got down from the large bed, and ran towards the kitchen.
Germania rolled to the side with tears in his eyes, and breathed out hard. Muttering to himself in German, he got out of bed, and dressed himself. Once he was finished, he walked down to the room in which the children were and stopped and looked to both boys and just stared. The floor which had been scrubbed to a pristine gleam after Gilbert had decorated it with apples was now covered in patchy flour spots. How could in such a short amount of time could something like this possibly happen. He could not believe it, and was astounded.
"What…what has happened?" He stared in disbelief at the children before him. Prussia had flour in his hands, as did Ludwig. It seems that while the older nation was getting ready for the day, the two children would have a flour war. This did not sit well with Willahelm.
"Vati…I told Ludwig that you would make up wheat cakes…and he said you wouldn't. I told him to be quiet, and threw flour in his face. And so, he did it back to me. He's bad Vati!" The child stood angrily pointing to the three year old child who looked up with large eyes back at Germania. Normally this would have worked, but the man was angry.
"Both of you were bad…do you have any idea how long it took me to clean this floor? ANY IDEA?"
Gilbert looked at his brother, and then Ludwig did the same. Shifting his feet, the little tot looked up with a tear in his eye.
"Vati going to spank?" He held his hand to his mouth, inserted a finger and began sucking while holding his backside. Germania raised an eyebrow and nodded his head.
"Yes…Vati is going to spank." He walked over to a chair and sat down. Motioning over the youngest one, he would go easy, since the child was so small. Ludwig dragged his little feet and walked over to the nation. Still in his night shirt, he was lifted and placed over his Vati's knee.
Willahelm did not bare his backside, but just gave the little boy five extremely firm pats. Not hard to really hurt the boy, but enough to bring fourth tears. The boy kicked his little legs and burst into a full on sob. Feeling slightly bad, but none the less making the child learn, he set him down.
"Ludie…go stand in the corner, for being so naughty." He watched as the boy sniffed and wiped his nose on his night shirt sleeve. He looked so small as he stood in the corner, holding one hand on his backside. Germania then brought his attention to Gilbert. "Come along now…you're next." he reached out for the boy's hand, and pulled him over his lap.
The boy was older, and should have known better. He was beginning to get upset even before the punishment commenced. Raising the nightshirt, he would give the boy ten firm smacks to his behind. Gilbert too burst into tears, and held on tightly to his Vati.
"Neun…Zehn!" He landed the last slap, and pulled down the nightshirt, over the exposed behind, and set him down. Directing him to the corner, Gilbert knew his place and ran over to the other side of the room.
This was not something that Germania had wanted to do for the start of the day, but with two mischievous boys, sometimes there was not other option. He got up from the chair, and instead of cleaning right away, he took out a mixing bowl and added some flour, and the necessary ingredients for wheat cakes. Not at all a terrible Vati, a batch of deliciousness would make the boys feel better. He mixed well, and kept an eye on both boys. Once he was finished, he started cooking on a griddle. The smells filled the whole room, and amongst the sniffles, both boys turned around to see their Vati cooking, and humming to himself.
He had managed to fill a whole plate with the cakes, and set place settings of three. Once that was finished, he stood with his arms crossed and cleared his throat.
"Alright you two…come along, I will have no more tears from you both. You are forgiven. Come sit, and eat. We have a busy day…I am taking you out hunting." He watched as Ludwig slowly walked over avoiding eye contact. Gilbert on the other hand completely disregarding his punishment earlier ran to the table and seated himself. This would be a delightful breakfast after all.