We were in Germany and we were also having a big meeting. Germany was talking to the others. Canada would always come over and tell us what the new subject was and France would give his opinion, Spain would give his opinion, and I would give my opinion and Canada would go back to the table and report our opinions.

I was crawling around one of the tubes to go find a slide that goes into a ball pit. Though when I saw one that goes higher I went that way instead, wondering where I'd end up at. Okay I know what I'm doing is just to keep me distracted. Germany says whatever keeps me from battling others and staying a peaceful country will fly. That includes this.

I found my way into a virtual inescapable container. I saw that France and Spain had found their way here too. I smirked at them. "We can never leave." I said, groaning it dramatically. Spain was trying to climb up but he kept falling back down. France was running his hand all over the walls, trying to find an opening to a different tunnel. I went to the wall. I froze. I could see the meeting from here! West was having trouble keeping Italy from devouring his desert without utensils, he was so happy to have pasta with ice cream on top. I heard France gasp. I looked over.

"What is it?"

"There's not an opening on the wall, it's on the floor." I went over and saw that there was indeed an opening to escape from. I smirked and went down first. I regretted going head first immediately because it was a long slide. I ended up flying into a ball pit though. I popped my head up to breathe and then Spain landed on top of me. I was put deeper into the pit. We came up to breathe and France came flying on top of us. We all went up to breathe.

"Who wants to go again?" I asked, smirking.

"But I don't remember the way to the tunnel." I shook my head and stood up. I walked back to the slide and began crawling my way back up. My army training pays off by making this easy. Spain called up the slide. "Are we allowed to do that?"

"Who cares? No one's watching!" I called back. When I got near the top I was beginning to slide every two steps. However I could see opening. The beginning of the slide. I gripped harder and pushed harder. I will win!

I eventually got back up and I pulled myself up and threw myself over. I then went back over and saw Spain and France coming back up too. "You might not want to go down there amigo." I looked at him, confused.

"And why not?"

"Romano, Germany, and Canada say it's time to leave. Canada's headed to the car." Spain answered.

"Then we'll just have to find another way to go. You know, West is most likely coming up that slide… as… we… speak." I was right. I could hear him coming. "Run!" I replied, running myself. They followed me. We crawled through tunnel upon tunnel and tunnel upon tunnel. We found many places to hide but if we wanted a quick get away we were doomed.

Eventually I slipped and fell down a slide and ended up in a different ball pit. France and Spain had clearly come too. Germany was standing there, at the entrance. "It's time to leave and go back to the hotel."

"You'll have to catch us first!" I called and quickly dived under the balls and grabbed one as I moved as fast as possible. I poked my head up on the other side and threw ball after ball at West before diving back in.

"Every man for themselves!" called Antonio as he was dragged out by Romano cursing at him. Romano was causing a scene. Spain left. Leaving France and I to defend against Germany. I poked my head up in a different place and threw more balls at Germany's head. He had picked up France and set him out of the ball pit. I dug in deep into the ball pit.

"Bruder! We need to leave!" I poked my head out somewhere else.

"Never!" I called. His head swiveled over to me and I quickly dug back in deep. I moved away from there but nonetheless I felt myself lifted out by my waist. I struggled in my brother's grasp, chuckling. When I was set out of the ball pit we were led back to the car. Everyone was happy to see West had succeeded. "You owe me ten bucks West."

"For what?"

"Because you won."

"Shouldn't it be the other way then?"

"Nein." I hopped into the car. "Who wants pizza? I'm sure we have pizza somewhere in this city." I said as my phone rang. I picked up the phone and answered. "Hello." I was met with the voice of my king. Not Fritz. Fritz… is with Jesus. He watches over me too now. So now that he was always watching me I tried to behave more often than not.

"Gilbert did you finish that meeting yet?" asked the voice of King William. He was a far distant grandson of Fritz. None of my kings have ever not been on the first bloodline to Fritz. I wouldn't allow it. I also wouldn't allow my country to revert to a constitutional kingdom or anything like America. It has always been an absolute monarchy and it will forever remain an absolute monarchy. In honor of our very first king Frederick the Great. To my pleasure Fritz is always called the King of Prussia.

"Ja."

"Good. What did you decide on?" I looked at Spain.

"Oh. I wasn't there. I'm sure Germany knows. Don't worry. Prussia fixes Prussia's problem Prussia's way because Prussia is awesome."

"That's a lot of Prussia."

"Ja. Well I gotta go. We're going to the hotel."

"Okay. I expect you to know what the decision that was made when you get back. No ifs, ands, or buts. Got it?" He hung up. I threw my phone on the ground. Stupid king. I kicked it under the seat.