WARNING: This chapter contains the subject of rape. It is only suggested through text and is not elaborated on. If you would rather not read this chapter then skip it and read a different one. You're not really missing much except for an invasion of Belgium, Luxembourg, and France by Germany. My fellow writers and I never want to give any offense to our readers.

Pre WWI

Part 1

Belgium and her little brother Luxembourg were finally granted independence from their older brother Netherlands when he finally agreed to sign the Treaty of London. Belgium had caused a revolution before and it had failed. I have no idea what Luxembourg was doing, but oh well, they both became independent and separated from each other. If you have siblings I'm sure you understand that sometimes you JUST NEED SPACE.

Soon after, a meeting was held as the European countries felt the pressing doom of war approaching them. Britain, France, Netherlands, Austria, Prussia, and Russia all signed what Germany called the "Scrap of Paper". During this meeting Britain stressed that Belgium should remain neutral to avoid any war. After all she did just become independent... And in his eyes she seemed pretty vulnerable and fragile. Awww good guy Britain.

Meanwhile on Germany's side, Austria gets in trouble and Germany feels that it is his duty to help his weak and sorry butt. He then realizes that he will then have to fight big, scary Russia on one side and creepy, girly France on the other. He then divided his forces. He would lead his half of men to defeat Francy-pants while Prussia took the others to awesomely attempt to get Russia to back off.

Belgium's New House

"Miss Belgium! Belgium!" A military man ran into the cluttered room, waving a white envelope in the air.

Bel quickly looked up from her cluttered wooden desk and her paperwork, surprised by the sudden intrusion. She quickly stood. This was either something very bad... Or from Netherlands…

"Sorry for barging in... But you've got a letter frrrrom Germany." He handed the unopened letter shakily to her.

She slowly took it. "What vould Mr. Germany want...?" 'He knows that I'm neutral... Prussia signed on it… So... What could he vahnt...?'

"I'm not surrrre miss..."

Bel shakily opened it as the man left, quickly unfolding the neat paper and scanning over the words.

"I and my forces…" She uttered to herself the contents of the letter, "will be trrraveling through yourrrr land in order to stop any French offensive. Do not fight me on zhis... Germany…"

She sat slowly back down in her chair, thinking frantically.

"But... Mr. France..."

She set the letter down on her desk.

'What did Mr. Frrrrance do...? Is zis what Netherlands and zhe others have been talking about..? Will there actually be a war..?'

As she looked over, the sight of her old telephone caught her eye. She stood and picked up the receiver.

'Zhe least I can do is call and warn him!'

She quickly dialed his number. It buzzed... And buzzed... And buzzed... And buzzed... And buzzed...

"Bonjour! Zhis iz Frrance!" She sighed, relieved at the thick accent on the other end. His voice seemed joyful. He didn't know what would happen yet.

"Ah, hallo, Frankrijk? I-"

"Whoa zhere! Is zhis Belgium?"

"Ah, yes it is, but-!"

"BEEELLLL!" He exclaimed happily. "I haven't heard frrrom youu~ in a while!"

"Yes, but France-!"

"Oh... What is wrong? Do you need help? You need help with a new wardrobe don't you?! Don't worry madame! I can make you much more stylish cloze!"

"No Frrrance! Just listen! It's important!"

"What iz more important zhen fashionable clozing!?"

"Germany... He.."

"GERMANY!? Uugh! He has zhe worst sense of fashion! So bland and colorless!"

"IM NOT TALKING ABOUT CLOTHING!" She sighed hopelessly. "Please just listen! Germany just sent me a letter saying zat he's going to pass thrrrough my land to get to you!"

"...quoi...? Well... Zhis won't do at all! I must get my walls built!" And with that, France was gone. Bel sighed again, hanging up the phone.

'Well... I guess zhat's all I can do... But will he really be okay..?'

She crossed her arms and swayed back and forth, thinking to herself. "I can't fight... Rrright? I'm neutral... But I don't want anyone to get hurrt..."

As she turned around she saw the familiar form of her little brother leaning up against the doorway. She hadn't heard him come in... How long had he been there?

He uncrossed his arms and walked forward. "What's wrrrong Bel?"

She smiled, but as she spoke the smile faded. "Mr. Germany wants to pass through my land to stop Mr. Frrrance I suppose…"

"Hm... Why just pass through your land? There are other ways." He commented, a little annoyed with the facts. "It could be because you're neutral…"

"That could be it... But we shouldn't just let them get to Frrance, right? He is our friend..."

"Trrrue... But we're supposed to be neutral. I'm staying out of this, and I think you should also."

Bel sighed. That was best... She should stay out of things... But… France…

The Next Day

Germany stood at the border of Belgium's land. His large group of men stood behind them, holding their weapons strictly at their sides. A few drops of rain fell from the grey, murky sky. It had just finished raining.

"Belgium." His voice broke through the silence.

Bel cleared her throat and crossed her arms. "Mr. Gerrrmany..."

"Are you going to let us pass vithout a struggle?" He warned, his tone sounding more like a demand than a question.

She put her hands back down at her sides, trying hard not to let him see that they were shaking. She had nobody around her. "Please..." She pleaded. "I don't want any harrrm to come to Mr. Frrrance.."

"I didn't vahnt any harm to Austria." He said coldly. "Look how zhat turned out."

(The reason why Austria got into trouble was because Serbia killed Austria's Arch Duke of Ferdinand-Austria's boss at the time-which basically started the whole war. Dangit Serbia.)

Bel stepped back a little, taking a breath. "I'm sorry about that, but please!"

"Nein! If I hold back now Russia und France vill crush me!"

(Russia is defending Serbia, so he would be in charge of the crushing.)

"I..." She looked over her shoulder at the empty streets behind her and back, biting her lip nervously. "I can't... I can't let you..."

She froze as she met the cold piercing glare of Germany's blue eyes. His voice rang clearly through her ears. Lethally cold. "Zhen... Zhat is your funeral."

He then nodded to his men who responded by attacking. They raised their weapons and ran past Belgium, fanning out into her country.

Bel's eyes widened and she stumbled back a couple more steps as he and his men advanced forward. "Mr. Gerrrmany… Please don't!"

"Zhen let us through!" He glared.

"I can't…" She whimpered, pressing her hands on the pockets of her dress to search for any kind of weapon.. Anything at all she could use to defend herself. But there was nothing. She was all alone. Defenseless.

(To avoid scaring the Germans and keeping them from attacking, Belgian officials removed all arms and weapons from each city.)

She suddenly looked up, seeing that Germany had moved closer as she was searching and tried to move. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her aside.

"Zhen OUT OF MEIN VAY!"

His men began firing their weapons. They broke down doors. People were screaming. Her people.

(Many people died during these German attacks. They burned down houses and buildings and it's said that they killed mostly women and children.)

"No! Stop!" She screamed, trying to stand.

"Stay put!" He yelled back, stomping her back down with his boot.

"Gerrrmany, stop!" A man's voice yelled. "... Leave her alone!" It was Lux. He glared at the German, panting from running.

A fearful look quickly flashed in Germany's eyes before he picked Bel up onto her feet and dragged her away.

"No!" Bel kicked and screamed furiously, trying desperately to get away. He was too strong. Tears began to roll down her face.

"Bel!" Lux yelled, running after her.

"Shut up!" Germany yelled, moving Bel aside into one arm as he kicked her brother down and fled to an alleyway.

"Lux!" She screamed loudly, kicking and twisting, trying desperately to break free.

Her little brother quickly got back on his feet, running and shouting after him. "Bel! Vloek Germany! If you hurt her I'll kick your a**!"

"Sheisse!" Germany turned and kicked Lux in the face.

Bel watched as her brother fell the the ground. He didn't move.

"Lu-" She began to scream, but her voice caught as she was jerked away once again.

A sharp jolt of pain crawled up her arm as she hit her hand against the wet stone wall of a building. She gritted her teeth and stopped kicking, but continued punching the arm that was holding her.

As they passed alleyways and streets, more of Bel's people emerged from their homes. Some with household tools as weapons. The children pointed and cried. Some screamed, getting their parents' attention. Some of the people ran after Germany. He stopped, holding Belgium tight with one hand, and flipped open a lighter with the other.

"Get avay!" He ordered, as he flicked alive a single flame.

(The Germans were terrified that somewhere there would be Belgian Guerrilla fighters like they had encountered before. And there were actually Belgian soldiers fighting, but they were completely out numbered and didn't have good enough weapon power.)

Bel tried to back away and break free of his grip as he brought the flame closer to her skin. Someone stepped forward, making Germany burn her arm as she tried to shield her face. As she yelled out in pain, the people backed off.

"Stop!" She screamed and sobbed.

"Zhen give up on France already!"

Just then, some of Germany's men started firing on the crowd. Some people collapsed on the ground. Others fled. Germany flinched as bullets bounced off and sent dust flying from the walls around them.

"HEY! Don't shoot at ME!"

He dragged her into another alleyway. She still kicked and punched, but not as forcefully. She was tired and there was no way of breaking free. The smell of smoke drifted through the murky air. They stopped moving now. He grabbed her shoulders and slightly shook her.

"Vhat do I have to do for you to see it mein vay!?" He growled before sarcastically adding. "Rape you?"

Bel stopped struggling and looked at him with a surprised and disgusted expression. "Mr. Frrance is my ally! I don't want to see him hurt!"

He glared deeply at her, making Bel swallow hard. She gasped as she was forcefully pushed against the stone wall. "I'm not letting myself get killed because of your love of France! If he cared he'd be here protecting you! Zhere's none but us here." He hissed the last part, sending chills through Bel's spine.

She tried, once again, to push him back away from her, but she was too weak.

"Zey will come!" She shouted. "I know it! Zhen you will be sorry!"

Her voice cracked as Germany pushed her as hard as he could against the wall.

"Veh'll see."

(This invasion was also called the "Rape of Belgium", mainly and probably because of German soldiers committing these terrible acts on some of the villagers... But this may just be something made up by Britain... Nobody really knows for sure because of the intense propaganda campaigns.)

Ruined Streets of Belgium

Britain decided to take a stroll through Bel's land and give a visit to Belgium, but was not notified by Francy-pants about the events that had and were occurring.

Britain looked around at the charred and still burning buildings of the town nervously. "What the bloody h*ll happened here...?" He uttered to himself as he walked on.

In the distance he could hear the faint sound of children crying. A few dead bodies sat against the buildings or laid scattered across the streets. Britain walked on, quicker and quicker as he became more and more concerned about where Belgium was... And if she was safe.

As he turned the corner and began walking down another street he suddenly stopped, seeing a small group of armed men running towards a different street. There was no doubt they were headed out of town.

To avoid being seen, Britain ducked into an alleyway and pulled out a small, neatly polished pistol.

"Blimey... What the bloody h*ll are the Germans doing here!?"

"B-Brritain...?" A small and shaky voice set him on edge. He stood up straight and looked around.

"Belgium!?" He found her quickly behind a dumpster. "What in blazes happened here? Are you alright?"

She was trembling and slowly shook her head. "Mr. G-Germany wanted tu p-pass through my land... Tu get to Mr. Frrance... But since Frrrance is my ally... I-I didn't want him to get hurrt... So Gerrrmany told his men to attack, and then he- h-he...!" She covered her face, breaking down into tears.

"It's alright." He tried to comfort her by putting a hand on her shoulder but she jerked away with what little space she had between him and the wall. "I-"

They both looked up as Luxembourg stumbled into the alleyway, his face bruised and bloody where Germany had kicked him.

"Verrek!" He cursed, squinting the right side of his face in pain. "Bel!?" He quickly stumbled over to her as Britain stood. "Bel? Arre you okay!? What did he do?"

"Lux!" She jumped at the sight of her beaten brother. "Arre you okay? He kicked you rrreally harrd!" She attempted to stand, but her feet slipped on the wet stone.

"I'll be fine." He answered, helping her slowly up. "Vhat about you? Is anything broken?"

Britain grabbed the arm closest to him. "Bloody German burned her arm!"

"I-I don't think anything is brrroken.." She quietly said, pulling her arm away and wincing at the burning pain.

Lux rubbed the side of his head with one hand, taking his sister's with the other. "Come on... Ve've got to get somewhere safe..." As he began walking he stumbled to the side and was about to fall over until Britain grabbed his other arm to keep him up.

"Are you going to be alright?" He asked, a little panicked.

Lux slowly nodded in return.

"Once we get somewherrre I'm sure we'll be able to heal ourselves up quickly." Bel assured.

Britain nodded, leading them forward. "Netherlands is allowing your people to come and hide in his land. We should probably go there, although he doesn't know anything about this yet."

(The Netherlands and other neighboring countries allowed refugees to stay during the war. Many Belgians never returned back home and some never joined in any armies to defend their country.)

"Ah..." Bel hesitated. "I don't even want to know what he's going to say... But zhat would be the best place tu go I suppose…"

Britain raised his pistol with his free hand as they exited the alley. "I would be careful though... I think the Germans are still here."

Bel shuddered.

Netherlands House

"Who is it? Vhat do you want?" The familiar serious drone of her and Lux's older brother answered the door. It was night now, making it difficult for him to see them.

"Hello brrrother..." She quietly and shamefully greeted.

"Belgium? What happened!?" He opened the door the rest of the way to let them in.

Lux immediately, with the help of Britain, slumped down onto the couch, exhausted.

"Eh... Well... Mr...Germany was trying tu pass over my land tu get tu Mr. Frrrance... And, well..." She gestured from herself to her brother to point out that things didn't go well.

"D*mn that Germany!" He growled before stomping off and returning with supplies to heal his siblings with.

As her older brother treated her wounds, Bel looked over to Britain and offered a half smile. "Thank you for brringing us herrre. I rrealy appreciate it~!"

He nodded and smiled in return. "I'm just glad to see that you're alright."

Netherlands threw a frozen fish at Luxembourg. "Here. Put zhis on your face."

"What!? Don't you have anything else?" He instantly yelled back.

"No."

"Hey guys...?" Bel finished wrapping a bandage around her burned arm. "Do you sink zhat Frrance will be alright..?"

Naturally, Britain was the first to speak. "As long as he doesn't do anything stupid, he'll be alright... But this is France we're talking about so he's bound to mess something up."

"At the very least you're... Somewhat okay. That's what matters." Netherlands broke in.

Britain began pacing the floor, thinking to himself. 'Maybe if I publicize this then I could get more countries to join in arms! I could possibly get America's support in this too!'

Bel sighed and winced in pain as she turned to look at Lux. "Are you alright? It pained me to see you get hurrt."

He smiled partially from under the dead fish on his face. "I'm fine. How are you feeling?"

"Better." She said as she rubbed her shoulder. "Just achy now."

Britain continued to pace the floor, mumbling to himself.

"Are you still on about America? Get a grip." Netherlands commented as he checked once more over Bel's wounds.

"Just think of it! If we get America and the others to join us, we can get back at Germany for what he's done!"

"You do have a point... He does deserve to pay for what he's done today."

He stopped in his tracks. "Hmm... You wouldn't happen to have a pen and some paper lying about, would you?"

Bel stayed silent, running her slightly bruised wrist from hitting the wall earlier. Netherlands left the room, returning with the items Britain had requested. He nodded, handing it over to his guest.

"Thank you." He turned to Bel. "Belgium? May I ask you some questions?"

She softly smiled, walking over to him. "I don't mind."

Britain led her outside onto a balcony where he motioned for her to sit in one of the white braided seats. A small glass table was set back between them against the white fence of the balcony. She took her seat, crossing her legs and folding her hands over a knee. Britain took the other, getting ready to write.

"So I understand that Germany passed through your land in order to get to France even though he knows that you're neutral in any upcoming wars or struggles?" He began.

She nodded. "Yes and he sent me a letter telling me not to fight him."

"And when he came, what did you do?"

"I stood where I was and told him not to hurt Mr. Frrrance."

"Did you and your people attack?"

"No... We didn't." She paused. "I didn't fight until he was taking me away..."

"Hmm... And during this his men were destroying the country?"

"I... I wasn't really paying attention zhen. I was trrying to get away from Mr. Gerrmany, but I could hear something going on... But I wasn't sure what... I was in zhe alley..."

"With... Germany?"

She slowly nodded.

She seemed to zone out as Britain thought of something else to ask. An awkward silence drafted between them. Britain decided to change the subject.

"So he burned you?"

"Yes..."

"Okay... When I found you, you looked pretty shaken up. Did he hit you?"

Bel paused, looking off into the woods beyond them. "No..." She finally answered. "He didn't..."

"Okay..." He sat back, thinking of more questions.

Bel cleared her throat, shifting in her seat as she looked away once more.

"Anything else... You'd like to add?"

"Ah..." She paused for a moment. "No..."

Britain closed his eyes and stood. "Alright. That's all then. Thank you for your time."

She forced a smile. "No problem~."

Britain folded the paper and tucked it into his jacket, walking over to the rail of the balcony and leaning his crossed arms on it. He stared up, off into the stars.

"Is everything alrright..?" She asked, continuing to massage her wrist.

"Yeah..." He looked over at her, partly smiling. "I'm surprised at how calm and collected you are after all that."

She smiled, looking down at her hands. "Actually I'm terrified... I just-" Her voice cracked. "Don't want my brrrothers to worry…"

"But it's their job to worry... Just as much as it's their job to protect you, right?"

"I suppose... But it's my job to protect them as well... Zhat's another reason why I couldn't allow Germany to pass into France... I want to prrotect my friends and family."

Britain closed his eyes, smiling sweetly. "I thank you for that. And for your bravery."

Bel raised her head and looked at Britain, a smile slowly appearing on her face. He opened his eyes, looking over at her. As their eyes met, he quickly looked away at the trees.

"I'm glad you're alright..." He spoke. "Something terrible could've happened to you."

Bel leaned back in her chair, looking up into the sky with him. "I just hope it'll all be over soon..."

"Yeah... I believe that this information will give us some hope for revenge and justice."

"Mmmmm." She hummed back in reply. "Just be carrreful."

"Well..." Britain stood, heading for the door. "I'm off to type this information up. If there's ever any trouble, give me a call." He then raised his hand. "Cheerio!"

"Au revoir Brrritain~" She waved back as he left.

(Britain supplied a lot of war propaganda that was mainly aimed to get the attention of America. And since it is propaganda, nobody is really sure what is true or not. He succeeded in trash talking German soldiers and did gain a bit of American help.)

"Are you really okay, Bel?"

She jumped as she heard Netherlands voice. She quickly smiled.

"Oh! Yes, I am fine brrother~!"

"You're sure?" He looked down at her concerned. "You're a bit jumpy."

"I guess I'm still a little shocked about what happened, but I'm okay now."

Just then, Luxembourg walked in, drying his face with a towel. He must have been washing the blood off his face... And the dead fish smell.

"Hey, did Britain already leave?" He was now drying his hands. A couple large bruises were now painfully near his nose and on his forehead.

Netherlands nodded, keeping his attention on Belgium. "What all did really happen? When you were speaking with Britain I could sense that you were holding back or something."

Bel hopped up from her seat and glided over to her little brother, reaching her hands up to his face. "Oh! Look at you!"

"Exactly." He added, flinching as she rubbed her thumbs near the bruises. "I was just a part in this crime as you were! I'm a victim also!"

"Of course you arrre! My poor little brrrotherr!" She hugged him close.

(Poor Luxembourg is like the Canada of Europe...)

"What happened, you two?" Netherlands demanded, not allowing another moment pass without getting the facts.

Bel let go of her brother and turned to the other. "Er... What do you mean..?"

"I mean… Well... I just felt that you were holding something back."

Belgium's blood ran cold. 'Was he listening to the whole conversation? ...and how could he tell..? What made him sink zhat I was leaving something out..?'

"What happened Bel...?" Lux uttered, snapping her out of her panicked thoughts. 'Does he feel the same way too?'

She backed up, standing and staring between the two of them, thinking rapidly on what to tell them, or even if there was anything more she should tell... She bit her bottom lip to keep it from quivering. She tensed up, her vision blurring with oncoming tears.

"I..." Her voice cracked as her legs shook and quickly were unable to hold her up. She fell to her knees.

Netherlands expression quickly changed as he stepped towards her, lightening her fall as he grabbed her shoulders. "Whoa now..." He hugged her in attempt to calm her down as she sobbed. She frantically tried to stop. "It's okay. Take your time with this."

Lux averted his eyes and stared down at the floor, concerned. Bel buried her face in her brother's thick and warm coat, calming herself a bit before speaking again.

"I-I've never been so scarrred... In my entire life…" She sobbed.

"Sssh..." Netherlands tried to comfort his little sister. 'I knew I never should've agreed on their independence... I knew something bad would happen. I can't be there all the time to protect them anymore.'

Lux glared with frustration at the floor. 'I was right there. I could've done something... But I told her not to do anything… I couldn't do anything... I'm sorry Bel...'

After she calmed down a bit, he leaned back, keeping his hands on her slightly shaking arms. "So what did that brute threaten?" He asked lightly.

"H-he told me tu give up on prrrotecting Frrance and I still refused and he asked why I-I wanted tu protect him since he wasn't even there to help me... I s-said that someone would come... And he would be sorrrry…"

Netherlands nodded. "What else..?"

"Also earrrlier... He asked me what would make me see the situation he did... And... J-jokingly... Said…" Her voice cracked again as she squeaked out the words. "Rape you?"

She then immediately broke down, burying her face back in her brother's coat. Everything was dead silent other than Belgium's muffled crying.

Lux stared forward, stunned. His hands were balled into fists. "Nee..." He uttered in his native tongue. "He didn't..!"

Netherlands hugged his sister close, outraged and also a bit stunned. "Wh-what!? Die klootzak!"

Bel jumped as Luxembourg punched the wall beside him, slightly cracking it. "D*mn! This is my fault! If I wasn't so weak I could've protected you!"

She turned to him, tears streaming down her face. "Lux! It's not your fault! If it's anyone's it's mine!"

Netherlands jumped to his feet. "No! If it's anyone's it's that d*mn Germany's!"

"I was right there!" Lux yelled back to his brother, voice cracking. "I didn't even hit that b*st*rd!" He rubbed his eyes and turned away, trying to keep himself from weeping. "He will pay..."

Bel slowly stood and walked over to a couch where she sat. Netherlands joined her, still trying to comfort her.

"He's not getting away with this." He assured.

"We'll make him pay..." Lux added.

"I didn't want to tell you because I knew how angrrry you would get... I don't want anything to happen tu you two... You'rre my brrrothers.." Bel wiped her eyes.

"Nothing will happen." Netherlands continued to assure her. "I promise. But he's not getting away with this."

Lux leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. "He deserrves whatever's coming to him."

Bel blinked a few times, clearing the remaining tears. "How could you tell zhere was something I wasn't telling Brrritain?"

"You're my little sister." Netherlands was, of course, the first to answer. "I know when things are bothering you."

Lux nodded in agreement as Bel smiled. They all sat in silence for a while, calming themselves down and collecting their thoughts.

Lux walked away from the wall and approached them. "I have tu go back tu my house."

"Arrre you surrre?" His sister asked, uncertainly.

"Ja..." He looked in the direction of the front door. "I need tu help my people... I'm sure they're in as bad a condition as yours arre." He then looked back at Bel. "Don't worry about going back home yet... I'll stop by and make sure everything there is okay and brring everyone together."

She nodded, smiling sweetly. "Thank you Lux~."

"Ja... Geen probleem." He began to walk away, waving as he did so. "I'll be back in zhe morning."

They both watched as Lux left from the couch. Once the door closed behind him, Bel leaned back and sniffed a few times.

"Well, it looks like I'll be the safe haven for now." Netherlands commented.

Sometime After The War

'I have finally gotten avay from zhat Italy for a little vhile. I feel terrible for vaht I did in Frau Belgium's land... Zhere is no excuse for my actions even if it vas out of fear. I decided zhat I vould go und apologize...'

Netherlands House

Belgium sat on the ground and carefully planted a few flowers in a small patch behind her older brother's house. She had decided to do this to thank him for his support and help after what had happened. She hummed happily to herself, planting another flower in the ground.

Germany carefully walked up to her, almost timidly, casting a shadow over Bel and her work. She looked up, smiling, thinking that it was Netherlands. It quickly faded and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh! Uh..." She took off her gloves and set them on the ground.

Germany brought his hand out from behind his back, handing her a bouquet of flowers. "I'm sorry for vaht I did..." He looked down at the grass. "It vahsn't right…"

She sat there for a moment, staring at the flowers blankly. To Germany's surprise, she smiled, took the gift, and stood, giving him a hug.

"It's okay..." She distantly spoke. "Thank you for the flowerrrs. They're lovely."

Germany stood there, surprised, unable to react until Bel stepped back, smiling her feline smile and holding onto her bouquet behind her back.

"I know you rrreally mean what you said... So I forgive you!"

Germany blinked, his expression remaining the same. "I... Didn't expect you to be so quick to forgive... Somezing like zhat."

"I admit I was scarrred at first… But then I remembered what you said about Mr. Austrrria... And I realized that you were scarrred too… Though... I still wouldn't let you into Frrance's land!"

"Heh... I vas worried zhat France und Russia vould team up und attack. Since I vas Austria's ally... But my men began to panic vhen you vouldn't let us through... Und their panic became mine too... I'm sorry. I hope to never make a mistake like zhat again."

Bel smiled as she nodded. "I trrrust you~!"

Germany bowed his head in gratitude. "Danke schön. Thank you very much, Frau Belgium."

Belgium's smile slowly faded as Germany turned his back and began to walk away. She held onto her flowers in one hand and softly waved goodbye. She knew that what Germany said was true. She understood, but seeing his face again brought back the memories of that terrible day. It was her fault... But she honestly forgave him.

(Although after the war, Belgium did demand reparations from Germany, they unfortunately got nothing.)

Little did they know that Luxembourg and Netherlands had spotted Germany from a ways off and grabbed their rifles. As Germany spoke to their sister they had a direct shot at him just in case. Isn't it sweet how overprotective they are?