'It's been forty years' Germany thought as he stared out the window.
Forty years ago he'd been forced to give up something precious, it wasn't safe with America and Russia trying to kill each other and if the other nations he was being controlled by at the time had realized what dividing him had caused then all hell would break loose.
'Those bastards would have taken them and corrupted them' he thought bitterly, they had taken everything they could from him at the time, he drew the line at allowing them to be taken also; he would rather trust the human woman he handed them to all those years ago than the other nations.
'At least I know they are healthy and strong' he thought wistfully, since they were of his land he could sense certain aspects of their growth over the years which was a small consolation.
He wondered how they had grown up.
Were they identical in every sense of the word?
Or were they polar opposites?
Did they understand why he had to give them up?
He prayed so, he didn't know what he would do if they hated him for it.
"Yo west, time for the meeting" Prussia called, jarring him from his thoughts.
"Okay brother, I'll be there soon".
The albino nodded and left the room.
Ludwig glanced out the window once more, he couldn't wait to see them again.
…
"Klaus, Monika, stay close please" a fifty-seven-year-old woman spoke as she led two other figures through the large building.
The two who followed her were veiled in long cloaks with the hoods up to obscure their faces.
She still remembered the day they came into her care and she thanked god every day since then, they had become like her very own and she would always think of them as such.
Just as she thought of them as her's they too thought of her as theirs, they did know she wasn't really their birth mother but she was their mother in all but blood.
The group of three soon arrived outside two large ornate doors and the sounds that came from within gave them pause, had they really come to the right room?
Only one way to find out.
…
The room was once again in chaos.
Insults were being thrown, physical fights were just barely being defused.
Germany watches the madness wearily; he didn't feel like yelling his voice hoarse today.
"ve, Germany are you okay?" Italy asked when he noticed his friend's lack of participation.
"I am fine, merely tired" he informed the Italian.
"ve, you need a siesta" Italy said happily.
"perhaps once I go home" he relented with a sigh, knowing the other wouldn't stop pestering if he wasn't given a positive answer.
There was a knock at the door which hadn't caught anyone's attention at first but as the knocking continued more nations took notice and soon the room quieted.
England, being the gentleman he claimed to be, stood to answer the door.
"Hello? How may I help you?" He asked the human woman on the other side of the door, the two cloaked figures behind her giving him pause.
"Please, Deutschland to I must speak" the woman spoke in heavily accented and broken English.
England blinked in confusion then turned back to the room with a frown before calling out "oi Kraut, you have visitors".
Everyone's eyes turned to Germany who blinked in surprise before standing and walking over to take England's place at the door.
As soon as his eyes landed on the human woman he knew what this was about, sure she had aged since they had last met but he could still tell who she was and the two hidden figures behind her made his breath hitch.