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My brother and I wandered the streets in the freezing rain. I didn't want to leave our mom, and I'm not sure he wanted to leave our dad, but, after much conversing, we left our birth parents with nothing but the cloths on our backs and eachother. It's only natural to want to cling to family, but mine was falling apart. It seemed as though we had to migrate everywhere to survive the day.

A small sneeze from me caught my brother's attention as he took off his jacket and held it above our heads for a weak shelter as we searched for a real roof. "(b/n)," I stated. "I'm so tired."

"Don't worry (s/n)." he reassured me, getting closer to me to donate his warmth. "We'll find a bench or something to sleep in after we find some food." He looked at me, and felt my face with his hand, dropping his side of the jacket. "Hopefully, we could find some money to get you some medicine. You're burning up."

We huddled under a bench, trying to stay dry and warm as I fell asleep in my brother's arms, him on first look out before he would wake me up for my turn. Something told me that I wasn't going to get a turn. Whenever I got sick, (b/n) always pulled my wieght on top of his.

I woke up to the sound of talking, seeing that two men were sitting on the bench. I opened my mouth, but my brother covered it and we listened. "So, Spain, France, and I were thinking, maybe we could pull this stunt."

"Anything you plan with those two is a bad idea."

"Come on West! Spain is talking Romano into it, even England is doing it! Please!"

"NIEN! I'm not going to make a fool of myself!"

My brother's hand prevented me from speeking, but it couldn't stop my sneeze until it was to late.

The talking was silent for a moment while one of the men stood up, allowing himself to get wet after removing himself from under the umbrella. "Bruder...did you hear that?"

"Ja." the other man stated before shrugging it off. "Maybe it's some kinder playing behind us."

"In the rain?" the first man asked as he knelt on the puddled concrete, got down on his hands and knees, and looked under the bench. His icy blue eyes widened in shock before he smiled kindly, his yellow blond hair falling in his face. "Hello there knider." he greeted. "Do you need help?"

"Let me do the talking." (b/n) whispered to me before turning back to the big blond. "We're just fine mister!" he yelled over the thunder.

"Where are your parents?" he asked.

"They don't want us." my brother answered. "We've been on our own for a few days."

The big blond looked up at the other man. "What should we do West?" the man that was now standing asked.

The man I guessed was named West looked at us and sighed. "Come on out." he stated. "Let me take a good look at you." We did, and the first thing the men noticed was my flushed face, then our worn out cloths and fraile figures. West looked at his platnum blond, red eyed companian. "Do we have some food and medicine to spare?" he asked.

"Ja." the other blond nodded. "We have plenty of tomatoes from Spain's party last night."

West picked me up and motioned for (b/n) to follow him. "I'm Ludwig, and this is mein bruder, Gilbert." he introduced.

"What are you talking about?!" Gilbert exclaimed. "I'm the Awesome Pr-"

"Prussian." Ludwig finished for him, cutting him off after covering his mouth.

(b/n) and I eyed them suspiciously, but shrugged it off. "Nice to meet you." my brother replied, keeping up with the brothers. "I'm (b/n), and this is my little sister, (s/n)."

"How old are you kids?" Gilbert asked. "Like six?"

"I'm five and (b/n)'s seven." I answered, leaning on the large chest. I didn't even notice I fell asleep until I woke up in an unfamilliar room.

In the full bed with me was my brother, still sleeping soundly. I heard a gentle knock on the door and silently, Ludwig and Gilbert came in with trays of food and, in the one Ludwig was holding, medicine. "Good." the blond smiled, getting to my side of the bed. "You're awake."

"Junge is a different story West." Gilbert stated, putting his tray on the bedside table.

I looked at Ludwig slightly confused. "I thought you said your name's Ludwig. Why does he keep on calling you West?"

The two men looked at eachother for a moment then Ludwig sighed. "...I'll tell you when you can understand." he stated. "For now, just know that it's a nickname he picked out for me, and, if you and your bruder stay here long enough, he'll give you two nicknames aswell."

When I tried to get up, he pushed me back on the pillow. "You're still sick." he stated. "You need rest, food, and medicine." He gave me a pill and a glass of water. I poped the pill in my mouth and chugged the water. "Not so fast!" Ludwig instructed, taking the water, resulting in me having a caughing fit.

Gilbert chuckled. "I guess she was thursty more than anything." I didn't want to say to much without my brother there to talk, so I just nodded.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked.

"All day." Ludwig answered. "It was raining a lot yesterday." he stated to me while I steadilly ate the sausage and potatoes in my lap. "How long did it take for you and (b/n) to find shelter under the bench?"

"All day." I answered.

The brothers exchanged glances. "Why were you out there to begin with? This was the first sunny day in two weeks."

"(b/n) just told me that he was leaving, and asked me if I was coming with him, or staying behind." I answered. "I didn't know where he was going, or if we would ever go back, but I went with him any way. He's really the only family I have left."

Ludwig and Gilbert gave me a look of sympathy. "Gilbert and I are our own family aswell." Ludwig stated. "If you want, we would love to have you and your bruder in our family."

I shook my head. "I don't want to make decisions like that If (b/n) can't make them with me." I stated. "I'm sorry Ludwig, but we can't be family if we don't share a mommy and daddy."

"Well, get some rest." Ludwig stated. "I'll be back in the morning to give you more medicine."

"What about him?" Gilbert asked.

Ludwig growled something to his older brother. It almost sounded like "Pursia" or something like that. "Family meeting. Living room. Now!"

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After we made sure both the kids were asleep again, I took Prussia in the living room for a family meeting. "They said that they ran away a few days ago." I stated when we were in the other room, the door to their room closed. "That was around the same time those islands just off our coast started to form."

"Are you saying that they're like us?" my brother asked.

"Possably." I answered. "If they are, we have to claim them as our kleinen Bruder und Schwester," I started to get serious. "Before England or Neatherlands claims them."

"What do you mean?" Prussia asked. "Why would they claim them?"

"Think about it." I urged. "The sea the islands are forming in is the one that we share with them. The North Sea. We found them in Hamburg, near the coast. It won't be long until those two feel the islands like we have and start searching for those kids, if they haven't already."

"We need to make it official." he stated. "We have to tell everyone in the next meeting."

"First we need them to think of us as their großen Brüder."

"But Justine is set on us just being friends at best." he reminded me. "She said that she's not going to reconize anyone as family other than her birth bruder."

I thought long and hard. "We need to tell them the truth." I stated. "But after (s/n) is better. She can't understand until she learns to trust us fully, and she won't trust us as the strangers we are to her now. When's the next world meeting?"

Prussia checked a calender before answering, "(date after brother's birthday)."

"Okay," I thought out a stratagy on how to aprotch the problem without force. "Exactly one month from now." I stated. "If we treat (s/n) with the best medicine we can find, we could treat her sickness in one week tops. I think we caught her with a premature illness, before it gets to serious. After that, we have at least three weeks to convence them to be our little Bruder und Schwester."

"What should we do with (b/n) while we care for Frau?"

"We should build his trust." I answered. "Since he's older, he most likely makes the important decisions. If he trusts us, then (s/n) should trust us soon after."