Normally he wasn't a man that stressed easily, he was proud that he could keep his head cool under any circumstances, even when everything seemed a lost cause he always managed to pull it over, but when he came across a certain ball that was going to be held at his place, at last minute Frederich started to enter a little bit at panic…
Sure, because he had nothing else to do besides organizing balls without warning and be expected to deal with it alone!
He started walking around his office, looking at an endless list of things to do and to be prepared by the end of the evening, since the ball was to be held tonight and he was warned three days ago.
- What do you mean I'm holding a ball for all the nations under three days?! – he asked desperately when he got the letter – How am I supposed to have time to organize it?
A mocking laugh from the other side of the room made him look with a very disapproved frown to the albino that was clearly enjoying his despair.
- If I didn't knew you better Old Fritz I'd say that you're not looking forward for this ball…
- I would if I had more time! This only shows the lack of organization inside the Europe's government! Laugh all you want Gilbert, but if this doesn't go smoothly it can taint our image!
- Just because of a ball? Balls are so not awesome! Can't we just challenge the countries for a duel or something like that? I assure you that I would beat the loving crap out of them! – he said smiling mischievously.
- Gilbert, haven't you learnt anything? – Fritz nodded his head negatively. Gilbert Weillschimidt was probably the most hyperactive, self centered and strong headed person or at least country personatification that he ever met, but he loved him like son. He knew Gilbert better than himself, and because of that he also knew that when he wanted he could be an excellent leader and a rather brilliant mind even if he was stubborn and hot headed for most of the things. Still, that eagerness for fights… That had to be controlled. – What did I told you? A great leader knows when not to fight, he settles the problems with wit and intelligence not raw force. Does this seem like an event to start a war? Over a ball?
- The way you just talked it seemed like the end of the world!
- Not the end of the world but it's a very important event! We need to organize everything by ourselves, and you are going to help me!
- Ehhh? I have to work? The awesome me can't be bothered with such trivial matters I have to write on my diaries!
- If by writing on your diaries you mean rambling about Hungary's "hotness" or what you call it, then I have bad news for you…
- I DID NOT WROTE THAT!– a very deep red shade invaded Gilbert's face leaving him completely flushed and frustrated – WHY WOULD I LOSE MY TIME WRITING ABOUT HER?! I HAVE SO MUCH MORE AWESOME STUFF TO WRITE ABOUT!
- Sure you do Gilbert, but now you are going to make a pause and help me with this!
- Ja wohl… If that means you'll stop worrying so much I'll do it…
By some miracle event of fate, Fritz managed to have almost everything organized for the evening, and he had to give it to Gilbert, if he didn't had encouraged the men to work as hard as they could with the promise of free beer later at night, that would probably wouldn't had happened. Even still he was worried, the number of things that could go wrong until the ball started were endless! He checked once again the list. Food was done, pastry too (Roderich went over just to check with him that matter), clothes were also washed and properly prepared and…
Suddenly a knock on the door made him came back to the real world and leaving the list for some minutes.
- Come in. – he said sitting on his chair.
A young man, with light bright eyes and light brown hair came in, bringing with him endless papers that were falling on the floor.
- Ah I'm terribly sorry! – he apologized catching the papers and putting them on a small coffee table – I barely had time to organized the pautes, I just finished writing this yesterday! May I say it's an honour for me my compositions being chosen to be played at a such important event…
- No need to thank Herr Brahms, I've heard your other piece Ein deutsches Requiem, nach Worten der heiligen Schrift, op. 45 and I knew that I was hearing a true masterpiece.
- Vielen danke… I hope that my new piece is of your taste… - he said putting the music sheets over Frederich's table – I know that you are a music lover, so it would much please me if you had a look before tonight.
Fritz looked at the notes and he swore that he could already hear the music in his mind… It was beautiful and completely fleeting, the musical part would be a success!
- It seems to me that it sounds perfect Herr Brahms, I assure you it will be the spot light of the ball! May I ask the name of this piece?
- Oh certainly, I named it Ungarische Tänze. The 21 tunes were inspired on Hungarian themes.
Fritz only noticed that he was smiling broadly almost a minute later after he heard Herr Brahms explanation. It was perfect, too perfect.
- I see… Allow me to be the first one to give you congratulations Herr Brahms, you do not imagine the tremendous success this will have!
- Vielen danke once again… Apparently we germans have a soft spot for Hungary don't we? It's such a wonderful country.
Oh Fritz was starting to see in Herr Johannes Brahms a very good ally for his cause… A cause that he was trying to win for several years but without success, but perhaps luck was on his side this time!
- You know Herr Brahms, we have the same point of view, and just for that I'm going to request your help…