HELLO ALL!

I'm not sure what to say today. but all of you who love humor will enjoy this chapter. i was giggling the entire time i was writing it. :) enjoy!

Ludwig rolled onto his side, and realized that someone was in the bed with him.

'Italy again?' He mentally groaned opening his eyes to look at the person.

Slightly crazy eyes, the same color as his own set into a face ever so slightly younger but otherwise identical to his own, seemed to laugh evilly at him. They matched the grin on this person's face. "Hey, how's it goin'?" The person asked, in the same voice as Ludwig.

"GYAAAH!" Ludwig cried out, scrambling away, knocking another person off the bed and landing on him in his haste.

Ludwig glanced at the person he landed on, and scrambled away from him too. The other person looked about 17, was about the same size as his brother, but still looked just like him.

Ludwig jumped to his feet and ran down the hallway, down the stairs and into the kitchen, and curled up under the table.

Prussia only saw him hide, seeing as he was getting a frying pan from the cupboard when he entered. The last time Ludwig had hidden like this was when he was very young and was hiding from a spider.

Prussia bent to look under the table. "West? Was ist es? Honestly, youre kinda freaking me out..." He said.

"B-bruder... I was in my bed... with me... Then I landed on me..." He said. " Mein Gott, I've lost it!"

Gilbert nodded with wide eyes. "Ja, it shows."

"I'm serious, Ost!"

"Yeah, i beleive you."

"Go see for yourself!"

"No. I'm good, thanks."

In reply, Ludwig scrambled out from under the table, and hid behind Gilbert, while pushing him to his room to show him.

Nazi Germany was sitting cross-legged on the bed, laughing, while Holy Roman Empire was trying to get comfortable on the floor next to the bed.

"Holy Fuck!" Gilbert yelled in suprize, wielding the frying pan like a baseball bat. The other Ludwigs looked at them. "Oh, Hallo Bruder." They said calmly.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Gil asked, his voice raising in pitch from fear.

"I'm Nazi Germany, and the kid id Holy Roman Empire. Have you reached the age of senility that you've forgotten all about us, Bruder?"

As Nazi Germany said that, HRE decided that it was too much work trying to get comfy on the floor, so he climbed back onto the bed. As the two germans in the doorway stared at them in shock, Nazi Germany glared at HRE, as the younger dozed off. As He was almost fully asleep, Nazi flung him off the bed with one sharp kick.

"OW! What was that for?" HRE yelled at Nazi, when he caught his breath.

"I don't know. Maybe I felt like it?"

"Jerk."

"I knew that one."

"What are you doing here?" Ludwig asked nervously.

"We live here." Holy Roman replied.

"Th-then how did you become... not me?"

"I'm not sure. i think I remember something about threes, but thats it."

"Same here." Nazi said, throwing the bedside lamp at Holy Roman.

"OW!" The kid yelled, glaring at Nazi.

"No throwing stuff!" Ludwig yelled.

"How did I become you?"

"Life."

While the younger Germanies argued, Gilbert turned to Ludwig. "West... We have a problem..."

"What is it?"

"There's a World Conference today."

What do you think? Funny, no?

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