Dear Ludwig,

I'm so sorry to hear about you and your brother! I care about Lovino a lot, and I know he cares about me, and even though we do fight sometimes, we never really stay mad at each other! I'm so sorry that you and your brother fight so much! I shouldn't have asked you about your brother, Ludwig. I must've made you upset, and I'm so very sorry. I didn't want to upset you, Ludwig, but I get so curious about people, and then… Lovino says that I should mind my own business instead of sticking my nose in other peoples, and I see why now. I must've hurt your feelings, and I'm sorry, and please, please, please don't be mad at me!

You do sound like a very cute child, Ludwig! My Grandpa tells us many silly stories about Lovino and I when we were small! We fell asleep in a laundry basket once, and Grandpa almost put us in the washer with the bed sheets! I now sleep far away from baskets, just in case it happens again! Lovino still falls asleep doing the laundry sometimes. He falls asleep all the time when we're doing chores. Well, now that I mention that, I do too. That must sound so strange to you, Ludwig!

Ludwig, I'd like to thank you for giving me advice on how to act with my brother. I talked with him about my worries, and asked what was making him upset. He didn't really want to talk about it, he said. Well, he actually said: "What makes you think I'm upset, I'm not freakin' upset, stop worrying about it!" It's his way of saying "Sorry, but I don't want to tell you what's wrong right now, but I'll tell you later." I eventually got him to admit that sometimes he's a bit lonely. Okay, so he really said that he "…doesn't like being around stupid people like Alfred and freakin' Ivan. And I hate being around Kiku; he freaks me out with his ninja moves. Only you and that kid who makes pancakes are good in my book." It's Lovino's way of saying that even with all of our friends, he isn't really happy. But now that I know what he's upset about, I can fix it! I'm sure of it! So thank you, Ludwig. Without your advice, I wouldn't have been able to know where to start to help my brother!

Yes, I'm the one eating the Pistachio gelato! Romano's eating Tomato. I know it sounds strange, but it's super tasty! You must try it someday! How did you guess? We do look very similar. Except I squint a lot. Do you look like your brother, Ludwig?

Your Friend,

Feliciano

P.S. What happened to get your Grandfather angry? I hope it wasn't anything bad!

Dear Feliciano,

Your asking me questions about my family did not upset me, Feliciano. I apologize if you felt distressed, as I had not thought that you would feel that way. You're a kind person to be so concerned, but you shouldn't fret over any of my family troubles. I am sorry that you felt upset, and I am not angry with you. I don't think I could even try.

I believe that you are the first person to ever say I was cute as a child. My brother would say that I was "awesome" but not nearly as much as him. Grandfather would say that I was a child like any other child, just a little more serious than most. Uncle Frederich claims that I was "far too serious" and he regrets that I wasn't treated as a child. I think he believes I grew up too fast.

It does sound strange to fall asleep while doing chores, as it's easier to organize yourself and concentrate and finish a task before you take a break. Breaks are important, Feliciano, but they should come after a task is completed to perfection. However, I am not surprised by your behavior. I believe that you are the type of "Mad Artist", one that works at odd hours and catches up on sleep through napping. Although it is possible to work more if you nap to reenergize yourself, I wouldn't advise it for you. You could fall asleep in classes, which could be disastrous.

You're welcome, Feliciano. I'm glad that I was able to help you, even if my advice was somewhat pitiful. I was wondering if you could help me, though. My brother and I were walking home from school a few days ago when we spotted an injured dog on the side of the road. We were able to get a car (I don't know how Gilbert was able to get Grandfather's Porsche, but he did), and took the dog to the vet. Currently this dog is residing in my home, as it was a stray and my brother and I have grown fond of it. He's sleeping next to my door as I'm writing. The dog, not Gilbert. My problem is this: I do not know what to name this dog. Perhaps you could give me some suggestions? I have a picture of the dog enclosed in this letter.

I hope to hear from you soon,

Ludwig

P.S. Oh, it was just another one of Gilbert's practical jokes that had irritated Grandfather. I believe it had to do with rubber ducks and toilets, and all things considered, it's tame by Gilbert's standards. I don't know why Gilbert has such an obsession with causing trouble. Perhaps he's just bored.

AN: I'm just going to go and review any anonymous reviews in the author's notes. Hopefully no one will mind this! I don't have much to say about the chapter other than that I have had tomato ice cream, and it tastes pretty good. Thanks for reading, and have a great day!

To: mmaxreader

I'm glad you like this story so far! I was a bit worried about the notes between S. and Elizaveta, because I wasn't sure how people would react to it. So far I've only gotten positive comments, which is a relief! Thanks so much for reviewing, and have a great day!

To: A Random Question

Yes, Feliks is the representation of Poland within Hetalia, and as thus, is not my creation, but that of Hidekaz Himayura. I believe that the creator intended for Poland to be a girl, but instead kept feminine characteristics and made him male. Thus the cross-dressing. It's spelled Feliks with a 'ks' instead of an 'x' because the letter 'x' doesn't exist in the Polish alphabet. I hope I answered your question, and have a great day!