Ghost of Adolf Hitler: (ramming on the door) you cant hide in there forever, Author! Come out so I can finish you! Little Jew, Little Jew, let me in!

(Author shudders and holds menorah at the ready, GAH enters and Author shoots at him with menorah. GAH stumbles and is thrown back, but is still active.)

Darn it! Looks like my menorah can repel him but it cant do much else! He can block it! (Author slams door shut) well, for now I've just gotta keep him at bay, but I cant deal with this for three more weeks! I've gotta find a way to stop him for good.

Ugh! This is giving me a headache; maybe another chapter will help me to think…

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"Please, Aba?"

"Nein."

"I'll be super good! I wont wander off, I swear!"

"Yes, you will."

"What's with you two?" asked Prussia, walking into the living room where his brother and nephew sat debating. Germany sighed.

"He wants to go-"

"Out to town!" cried Israel with enthusiasm, "I wanna see the shops and stuff like I always do with Akhi back home!"

Israel was very outdoorsy and as such hated being cooped up in a particular place for too long. He'd been confined to Aba's house and yard for the months he'd been there, which to a small child like Israel, seemed like forever.

"And I say he'll get lost or killed," said Germany, unflinching in his protectiveness of the boy.

"But you'll be with me!" Israel countered, "and you said you'd stop anyone who tried to kill me, you promised!"

Germany grunted and looked down at the rug. Why did the boy have to remember everything he said and throw it back at him at his convenience?

"Aw, c'mon West!" said Prussia, "let him go! As long as you're there…well…if I were a nazi I'd think twice."

"Still…"

"Well, either way works for me, kesese, I was planning on getting drunk later anyway so…"

"ISRAEL! WE'RE GETTING OUT OF THE HOUSE!"

"Akla!"

"Kesese!"

So with that, fifteen minutes later, the German and Israeli walked down the Berlin streets. Germany gripped the smaller nation's hand tight enough so that they would not get separated, yet loose enough so as not to induce pain. The Jewish land looked around the city, beaming. Israel, being a desert land that was only now becoming a high-tech nation was awed and fascinated by western cities.

Germany tried his best to steer Israel away from the destroyed parts of town. Issue being: just about everywhere was a destroyed part of town. Berlin had been decimated during the war and Israel, being observant, noticed.

"Hey, Aba," he said, tugging on his father's arm and pointing, "that building's half gone! Did it get bombed in the war."

"Ja, Israel," said Germany, face darkening at the mention of the cursed war.

Israel, curiosity peaked, said, "what did you do during the…?"

"Look Israel," said Germany, pointing, steering the conversation away from the war, "do you know what that is?"

Israel looked to where his father was pointing and saw a large gate, similar to the one at Big Brother France's house. It was topped with what looked like a person riding horses.

"Lo," said the boy, shaking his head, "what is it?"

"That is the Brandenburg Gate," said Germany with a rare hint of pride in his voice, "the symbol of my land and…unity…"

"Why the hesitation?" queried Israel observantly.

"A long time ago," Germany recited as if telling the boy a bedtime story, "my land was a mess of many different independent and often quarrelling states. It took many years to finally get them all to form one German state."

"You?" asked Israel, smiling. Germany nodded.

"Ich," he said, "but after the war I was split in half…nein , nein, not like that!" said Germany with a slight amused chuckle as Israel's eyes widened in horror and he looked up and down at his father naively wondering how he had been stitched back together again, "I mean my land was split to form two nations, West Germany, myself, and East Germany, the German Democratic Republic who lives in the Communist Bloc."

"Another Uncle?" said Israel, smiling at the thought of another relative, but his smile turned upside down and his brows came together in confusion when Germany fiercely shook his head.

"Nein," he said with clear anger in a no-argument tone, "not family. He's a puppet state of Russia. I wish he did not exist," he said that last sentence with particular bitterness and then added, "I will not be allies or even recognize anyone who recognizes East Germany."

"Oh, well…I guess I wont recognize him then!" cried Israel brightly. Germany's anger was quickly replaced by a wave of appreciation and some other emotion for the child, he smiled just barely.

After walking awhile, Israel eventually stopped in front of a window of a toyshop, staring into the shop with wonder.

"Ooooh," he breathed. He hadn't been to a toyshop in so long. At home, Akhi took him to the toyshops all the time and bought him a lot of cool toys for them to play with. Akhi's toyshops were really big. This one was rather small and had obviously just opened, as there were no signs or anything on it. Germany followed the boy's gaze.

"Would you like to go in?" he asked. Israel nodded eagerly.

A few minutes later, Germany stood awkwardly in the toyshop watching Israel gaze around the store. Israel's eyes eventually settled on a blue toy car. He picked it up and looked it over. Made in West Germany, rather new. He gave a nod of approval after his inspection, walked over to his father and held up the toy.

"Hey, Aba, can I-"

"Ja."

"…are you sure…?"

"Ja."

Israel beamed, "toda, Aba!"

"I'm not your Aba," said Germany rather coldly as he paid for the toy, though he really felt a twinge of delight at hearing Israel's happiness.

Israel ran a little ahead of Germany as they continued their walk, waving his new toy through the air and making car noises.

"Don't run too far ahead, Schatz," said Germany. Israel nodded but didn't obey and ran farther ahead. Germany sighed with slight annoyance and quickened his pace to keep up with the rascally child.

"Verooom! Skreee!" cried Israel, coming to a sudden halt in front of a small café. He beamed and turned to his father.

"Hey Aba, can we…?

"Ja."

"You sure are letting me…"

"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth," said Germany, grabbing the boy's hand and leading him into the café.

"Shalom!" said Israel brightly to the lady behind the desk. She gave a curt nod and a small smile down at the boy. Germany glared, ever suspicious and paranoid.

"Was möchest du?" asked the lady to Israel, shuddering slightly at Germany's cold glare that clearly told her that if she even looked at the boy in a way he didn't approve, she would regret it.

"Oh," said Germany, remembering that the humans of course didn't speak the language of the nations, "Israel, I'll translate for…"

"Oh!" Israel interrupted, pointing to a cake in the case, "ein Stück Kuchen!" The woman smiled and quickly got a knife to cut a piece. Germany looked down at the Israeli in surprise.

Later, as they left the café, Germany said, "where did you learn German?"

Israel, who had a slight bounce in his step as he was very happy, shrugged a shoulder and said, "I 'da know, I just know it."

Germany looked down at the boy inquisitively. "Just know it, hm? I see…how much of it do you know?"

"A lot, I guess. It just comes to me."

"Wie sagt man 'room'"

"Zimmer," translated Israel without hesitation. Germany nodded in approval.

"Sehr gut," he said. Then he thought for a second. "Say, you said earlier that America was teaching you to read and write in Hebrew and English."

"Ken!"

"Well, if you like, I could teach you to read German…"

"Would you?!" cried Israel, beaming up at his father with eagerness. Germany resisted the urge to smile and nodded.

"If you like."

"I definitely would!" cried Israel, "then I could read all the books in your library and wouldn't have to wait for you to finish your work!"

"Ja…and…also science and mathematics are critical to becoming a well developed nation…if you want…"

"Could you teach me those too?" said the boy, eyes shining with enthusiasm. Germany looked down at the boy. The other children Germany had raised before had also been eager to learn. And Germany wanted Israel to succeed twice as much as he ever had those colonies.

"Certainly," said Germany as they got back to the house. Then he couldn't hold back a smile as the boy gave a whoop of delight.

"Akla!" he cried, "can I go show Uncle Prussia my new car and then can we have our first lesson?"

"Näturlich," said Germany, still smiling warmly down at the child.

"Toda!" Israel cried, then he held his car over his head and ran inside, saying, "hey Uncle Prussia! Check out this new car Aba gave me!"

A few seconds later…"

"Hey Aba! Uncle Prussia's passed out on the couch and there are a lot of bottles…"

"Israel! Maybe we should start your lessons now!"

If Prussia was nothing else, he was a man of his word.

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Ghost of Adolf Hitler: AHA! I'm back, author, you cannot stop me!

GYAH! (Author fires at the Ghost of Adolf Hitler and manages to get him out of the room. She then slams the door shut and breathes a sigh of relief.)

Whoo! That was a close one! Yikes! I need to find a way to get rid of this guy… well, I'll think of something, until then, explanation time.

Translations:

German:

Was möchest du=What would you like?

Ein Stück Kuchen=a piece of cake

Wie sagt man 'room'=how do you say 'room?'

Zimmer=Room

Näturlich= of course

Germany's colonies: We'll get to them later but yes, Germany does have other colonies and other children besides Israel, he just doesn't look after them as much.

Israel knows German: Since Israel is the Jewish land and there are Jews all over the world, and Jews from all over the world in Israel he knows a ton of other languages.

Germany home schooling Israel: Germany and Israel are very cooperative in a lot of intellectual areas, particularly science and math.

(Author sighs and her eyes dart over to her huge history book collection) Hmmm…speaking of education. (Author starts rifling through her books.)

These are all WWII books…hmmm…Hitler was beaten once and there's probably something in these books that'll give me an idea on how to beat him again…I'll look through them. Until then, I'll see you all soon! Hopefully I can fix this by the final chapter!