"I remember you," Washington said in slight surprise.

The albino looked at him squarely, with one eyebrow raised. "You do?"

Washington beckoned to the ragged soldier behind him and said quietly, "Go find Alfred and bring him here." He turned back to the albino. "Yes, you're the Prussian that was with Adams when he had that incident with the carriage and the chamberpot." He said this, somehow managing to hide his smile.

Said Prussian rubbed the back of his head, a gesture familiar and reminiscent of someone else Washington knew, and laughed. "Heh...you were there?"

Washington shook his head. "No, but the description of you was rather detailed." He stopped and put a hand to his chin thoughtfully. "But you're not just any Prussian, are you?" The conversation was interrupted by the command tent's flap opening, showing the underling from before leading a confused and dirty Alfred in. Washington dismissed the underling.

The blue-eyed boy surveyed the tent warily, and asked, "You needed me?"

Washington gestured to the albino. "This is..."

The albino interrupted immediately, holding out a hand to the young boy, "I am Gilbert Beilschmidt, also known as the awesome Kingdom of Prussia! And you?"

Alfred was a bit taken aback by the man's cavalier and casual attitude, which clashed with his impeccable dress and general air of pompousness. Alfred shook his hand hesitatingly. "I'm Alfred, or America if you'd prefer."

Gilbert withdrew his hand and surveyed him. "I notice that your uniform is disheveled, and your musket is in desperate need of cleaning."

Alfred looked down at himself. "Well..."

"And why aren't your boots polished? I notice that there aren't many here who even have shoes, so shouldn't you at least take care of yours?" The albino continued.

Alfred folded his arms defensively, and glanced towards Washington with a silent plea for help. Washington just shrugged his shoulders and excused himself from the tent. Alfred looked back at the Albino, who was waiting for an answer. The blond unfolded his arms, adjusted his musket's strap on his shoulder, and shrugged.

Prussia smiled wolfishly. "Oh, yes. I'm going to enjoy this."

Alfred cocked his head suspiciously. "Enjoy what?"

Prussia began to circle Alfred slowly. "I'm here with Friedrich Von Steuben to smarten you up and get you ready to kick the British out!" He stopped in front of Alfred, "Now, you will address me as 'Your Awesomeness' or 'Sir.' Whichever you'd prefer. But that's about the only choice you'll be getting."

He strode out of the tent, beckoning for America to follow. America did so, and decided to keep his mouth shut for now. Washington seemed to trust him, so that was good enough for Alfred. He struggled to keep up to the albino's long stride as the man continued. "While Von Steuben deals with the humans, you will deal with me, understand?" He didn't wait for an affirmation. "We will begin your training every morning at the crack of dawn, you will do what I say, when I say it. You will do this without complaint, question, or excuse..."

Washington observed from a distance as the pair walked through the camp. Alfred's face showed a mixture of dread and hope as he listened to what Gilbert was saying. Meanwhile, Von Steuben was giving a similar lecture to the gathered troops, who's expressions were similar to Alfred's. Washington didn't envy anyone in the camp.

His musings were interrupted by a long string of german curses coming from Prussia in the distance. He must have seen Alfred's tent.

Nope, he didn't envy them at all.


This short chapter is about when Freidrich Von Steuben, the Prussian general who went to Valley Forge and trained Washington's Continental Army. It makes sense that Prussia would also be there to train the Nation equivalent, right?

Alright, now I just need to find a way to end this story in the next chapter or so. Then I will be moving on to the next story, a Hetalia x Harry Potter crossover, according to the poll.

Thanks for the feedback on this story so far! I thrive on them like a fish does water! What d'you think about this chapter?

Later dudes. ^J^