Thank's again to everyone! I just wanna clear some things up about last chapter. North American Tribes does include all tribes, but I've focused on those that were more impacted by America and Canada during the 17 and 1800s. I'm not including the tribes in Alaska because it wasn't a state during this time. She's her own person/tribe in my headcannon. Sorry for the confusion.

Anywho, I still don't.

Okay, so I fixed the German in this. Hope it's better!

Aldrick looked at what was left of the "Iron Curtain" with sad eyes. He was looking at what had divided his sons for nearly 28 years. He gave a sad sigh.

He looked down at his clothes. He didn't know why, but a young man had come up and given him his clothes. He went on to say that he felt it was his "duty" to give him his clothes. Never the less, Aldrick took the clothes, confused, but still grateful to the young man.

"You seem to be very mesmorized with the Wall."

The voice of the young man took him by surprise. He turned back to see the one he had been looking for the entire day: his son. He smiled at him, but he didn't seem to recognized him.

"It is very mesmorizing," He responded, "It saddens me, though. I know some people that went through hell because of this Wall."

His son sighed. "Don't we all," he said with a distant smile. Aldrick looked into his son's dead blue eyes. They were full of thought.

"I've been curious Ludwig," his son seemed to be caught off guard by the use of his name, "How has Gilbert been? Please tell me he is taking care of himself."

"How do you know Gilbert?" Ludwig asked, "How do you know me? I've never met you!"

"I don't expect you to remember," Aldrick's voice was uncharacteristically kind, "You were so young when I died. I'm just ashamed that Gilbert didn't seem to go into much detail about me when you could remember again."

"Vater*," Ludwig asked softly, not believing what he was told. "So erklärte Gilbert Ihnen über mich. Es ist gut, Sie, meinen Sohn schließlich zu treffen.**"

Ludwig's eyes widened at this. He took a step foreward to look more closely at the other man. They did look very much alike now that he thought about it...

"Are you going to look at me all day, or are you going to hug your father?" Ludwig was snapped out of his thoughts and gave the man an awkward hug.

"Let's go home Vater," Ludwig said, "That, and we need to get you some new clothes."

Aldrick gave him a confused look. "Why," he asked almost innocently.

"Because you're dressed like a punk," Ludwig's words came out too blunt for his tastes and his father sent him a glare.

"So what," He man said, looking at the long black trench coat, the leather combat boots, the mesh shirt, and the tight black pants***, "I still look awesome."

Ludwig almost choked on air. He looked at the grinning man and thought that maybe he didn't look so much like him after all. He could just see the silver hair and those mischevious red eyes on him.

*German- "Father". I'm sure most of you don't need me to write this translation up for you, considering the fact that it's one of the most commonly used word in this fandom.

**German- "So, Gilbert did tell you about me. It is good to finally meet you, my son." Sorry if the translation is off. I looked it up on Yahoo!Babel Fish

*** Can't you just imagine how sexy, yet out of place he'd look in that out fit?

I feel no need to write this anymore. I'm sure you all know by now that I will NOT update without some sort of feedback.