Lookie! Its CHAPTER 2! XD I just had so many creative juices flowing that I had to add more today! I just love Germany. So much. Anyways, I guess we should get on with the chapter WHEN SUDDENLY A WILD DISCLAIMER APPEARS!:

DISCLAIMER: I STILL DON'T OWN HETALIA OR GERMANY SO CALM YOUR TITS!

Onwards! TO THE CHAPTER! *Hero pose!*

You blink in surprise. This extremely attractive, Aryan man was inviting you into his home. He also looks about 22, which completely clashes with your age of 16. You sigh and step in nonetheless.

'My mom is gonna kill me.'

He smiles and closes the door. The first thing you see are three large German Shepherds. Two of them are males, the other female. You smile and bend down to pet the dogs, who were sitting on the floor obediently.

"Ruhrt, Aster, Blackie, Berlitz!" You hear the rough voice of the man behind you, and you jump in fright. The dogs fall out of their sitting position and lie on their backs, panting like regular dogs. You turn around and see the man with his hand out.

"My name is Ludwig. Nice to meet you." His small smile, blond hair, and blue eyes make your heart flutter a bit.

"My name is _, the pleasure is all mine." You reply, reaching for his hand.

And it is the best hand you've ever shaken. He smiles and lets go. You notice a very small blush sweep across his cheeks.

"Vell, I suppose you can stay here _. You vill have to go back to your hotel tomorrow zough."

For some reason, this makes your stomach drop. 'I don't wanna go.' You whine in your head, blinking. "Right. I know." Ludwig nods professionally and walks into a large room with two leather couches, a designer rug, and a flatscreen tv mounted in the wall. It was extraordinary. Everything in the room screamed masculinity.

"Make yourself at home." He walks over, striding across the room in no less than three strides. You blink and nod stupidly, going through a list in your head off all the things you forgot to bring. 'Toothbrush. Clothes. Shoes. Hair brush. Soap. Pajamas.' You walk over and sit on the couch that Ludwig isn't sitting on. He blinks.

"I don't vatch zat much tv. Are you hungry?" He looks over at you, his eyes staring into yours. You blush a bit.

"Yeah, a little. What do you have?" he stands up and makes his way into the kitchen, opening the door of the refrigerator.

"I have... vurst, potatoes, beer, a cake-" He stops himself and clears his throat. "und... zats it." He turns back to you. "Vhat do you vant?"

You shrug. 'I've always wanted to try wurst.' "Can I have your wurst?"

The idea didn't seem so bad, until you said it out loud.

OH GOD THAT WAS HILARIOUS! I love that last line. Anyways, like always, pleeeease review! If you liked this, I'll continue with it! This one is turning out to be pretty awesome!

Thank yoooou as always, dear reader!

Translation:

"Ruhrt, Aster, Blackie, Berlitz!" - "At ease, Aster, Blackie, Berlitz!"