I'm so happy! People besides my friends are finally starting to leave reviews, it's, like, the best thing ever! \(^o^)/ Anyway, some of the bullets in this chapter come from friends, some from fans. I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, I think its one of the best yet! Let's hope this one is just as good.


38. China decided to go against his own judgement and try to give Germany another Chinese lesson.

"Okay, so I don't really know why, but I've decided to give you another chance, aru."

"Really? Danke China!"

"Yeah, whatever..."

"I actually learned some more Chinese after you ran away of embarrassment."

"Really, aru? Like what?"

"Guō tiēzhǐ. That's about all..."

"All you learned was potsticker, aru?!"

"Ja..."

Germany's Chinese fail made China want to flip the nearest table, but he decided that keeping his calm would be better for the both of them.

"Well now it's time to learn something useful, aru."

"Like what?"

China's mind drew a blank at the request. After a moment of silence, his little brother Japan came to mind.

"Zhè shì yī zhī gāngbǐ."

"What?"

"This is a pen."

39. Since Germany's boss, Angela Merkel, had a meeting with Russia's boss, Vladimir Putin, in Moscow, Germany had to accompany his leader. After a long flight, him and his boss landed in Moscow. They met Russia at the gates of the Kremlin. He was there with his usual group, him and the Baltic Trio; but someone else was with him, someone Germany had never seen before. She was huddled against Russia, her platinum blonde hair fell gracefully around her head, topped with a blue bow. Her dress in the style of a maid, but blue like her bow. To Germany, she looked like and angel. He soon learned from his chancellor that she was Belarus.

During the meeting Germany sat as close to Belarus as he could. He could tell she was trying to ignore him because she wouldn't take her eyes off her brother; but Germany didn't care, he just kept up the chase. After a long conference full of lectures, complaints, and notes, the meeting ended and the members emptied from the room. Germany, instead of following his boss, followed Belarus instead. She was moving down the hall fast, and Germany had to jog to catch up with her. Once he did finally catch her he got her attention.

"Excuse me Miss Belarus."

Upon hearing her name, she stopped and turned to face Germany.

"Chto heta? Što vy chočacie? Oh, Germany, why did you follow me?"

"I wanted to talk to you, Belarus."

"About what?"

Germany put on his best charm and tried to look calm, even though he was extremely nervous.

"About how beautiful you are."

Belarus frowned, backed up a step, and put on her best angry face.

"Woah... Look pal, I don't want any of that crap! I only live for my beloved brother."

"What? But-but I thought that we co-"

"Whatever it is, no. Now go away. I need to find my future husband."

With that she ran down the hall, leaving Germany standing alone, stunned at the harsh rejection. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He had a good feeling who it was, so he didn't bother getting surprised.

"It's okay, da?"

"Why- why did she reject me?"

"Because she's batshit crazy..."

Germany looked at Russia with a defeated face.

"It's okay, da? Come, I'll buy you a drink. You like vodka?"

"Never had it."

"Then today is your lucky day commerade."

40. For once Germany managed to fall asleep without his brother's lullaby. While asleep he had a dream that, to him, was rather peculiar. It was almost like he had actually done what was in the dream. When he woke in the morning he ran from his basement room to his brothers room on the second floor. Flinging open the door he nearly tacked Prussia after he stumbled to the bed.

"Bruder! Bruder! I had the weirdest dream last night!"

Prussia grogily awoke and looked at Germany.

"What are you talking about?"

"My dream, last night. I was with Japan and Italy. We were on a beach, a real pretty beach; but we weren't happy, almost like we were stranded. Japan had fruit and Italy was playing in the sand. Somehow, he managed to build a giant sand sculpture of pasta... then the dream ended."

Prussia sat there in bed, mouth agape. "Shit! How did he get that memory back?! I can't let him find out that really happened! I can't loose my maid!" He closed his mouth and turned to his brother.

"That sounds like a nice dream, and that's all it was. A dream! Don't go telling people that really happened. You'll look like a fool."

"But brother... It felt so real. Are you sure it wan't a memory?"

"Absolutely. Now go get dressed, you need to clean the kitchen today."

41. "America, I'm so sorry!"

"Sorry about what, dude?"

"Pedro died!"

"..."

"Kannst du mir jemals verzeihen?"

"Sure dude. It's okay. We can go get another Pedro, if you want to."


End! Congratulations to Moonlightstars73 for being the first nonaffiliate to get an idea made into a bullet! *claps* I hope that many other readers will follow in her footsteps. Liondancer17, I'm sorry that your bullet didn't make it in this chapter, well... it kinda did... number 39 is kinda a warped version of your idea. Credit for number 38 goes, once again, to Hetahearts.

Remember everyone, if you want to shape Germany's potential romance with Hungary, leave a review detailing whether or not they should get together. The side with the most reviews gets to change Germany's fate!

Kannst du mir jemals verzeihen?- Can you ever forgive me?

As always... Au revoir!