Germany's P.O.V.
*2 o' clock*
"Michaela is 30 minutes late. This is rediculous! She's always here at 2:00 sharp. Have I not instilled the value of promptity enough? Should I call the school? Maybe something bad happened to her? Did Russia put a curse on her? Could she defend herself if he had?
Suddenly, my love child busted through the door causing all the people in the room to jump slightly. A bit of relief washed over me, temporarily but the I thought, "What could have made her so late?" and then a whole world of possiblities ran through my head. "Hallo, Mr. Russia." Micheala said with a slgiht bow, then turned to me and Prussia, and said, "Hallo, momma. Hallo papa," she said with another bow. Then she turned completely to face me and said, "Father I have a letter from school for you." She pushed the document into my hands and went to sit down.
I opened the letter with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. The letter read: "Dear parent or gaurdian of Michaela Beilschmidt. This student is temporarily suspended for battering and injuring a fellow student with a pipe. The pipe was not recovered. We highly suggest aggresion therapy." "You b-beat a child with a pipe? Is this true Micheala," I said angrily. She looked at me with eyes filled with both glee and regrett and nodded looking down at the floor with a slight smile. "Why," I said trying to get to the bottom of this and figure out why she had suddenly turned for the worst. She was about to answer but then a knock on the door came and she hopped up eagerly to answer it, ash blonde hair flying behind her. She opened the door to reveal a short boy that appeared to be close to her age with dark brown hair, and very frightened green eyes. "Oh, Hello Vytautas. What brings you here," she said with a scarily innocent smile on her face. "I...uh did what you asked me to," he said holding out a large metal pipe to her, she took it and examined the metal, then looked up at him and smiled "Very well, I thought you wouldn't be able to do it and i'd have to get you, but you were successful," she said sounding a bit disappointed but added slightly more cheerfully, " So thank you." The boy looked at her with a scared expression and said, "I'm gonna go. See you...when will I see you?" Micheala smiled at him and said, "After two weeks my suspension will be over, thank you very much, but that doesn't mean anything. Who says I won't visit you before I can come back to school?" Vytautas smiled and turned to leave obviously afraid of Micheala, but that seemed to make her gleeful.
I cleared my throat to not only get her attention, but to also get Maria to mentally prepare herself, Micheala looked at me, and the other two gave very subtle nods in my direction and glanced at each other and did the same, "Do you all know something I don't?" Micheala said bluntly, we all looked at her, "What? Don't look at me like that. I caught all those little nods you all were giving each other. Is there something you all want to tell me," she ranted. I clear my throat, and begin.
"You know me and your mother love you, right?" Micheala raised an eyebrow at me, but replied "Ja papa, und? Vhat do zat have to do vith anyzig?" I continued, " And you know that nothing could ever change our love for you, right?" Micheala raised her eyebrow at me again and said, "Ja, papa vhy is this relevant, und vhy is he here," she said pointing at Russia. "Pointing is not polite, Micheala. Und what if I told you that he," I said looking directly at Russia, "Is your real father." She spon around, looking at Russia as if for the first time, and produced the pipe form who-knows-where to compare her reflection with the russian mans image then she turned to compare herself to me, and finally her mother. Then all of a sudden her purple eyes rolled back in her head and she fell. I caught her just before she hit the ground and started barking orders, "Maria, call the doctor," I said and put the tiny girl over my shoulder to carry her to bed.