With Rome slinking off out of the woods, Germania walked back inside. In his hands he held the crop, and had a very unfortunate look on his face. He closed the door, and looked to his children standing before him. Gilbert and Ludwig were very familiar with that look, and just stared at the elder nation, who's face held grim promise as to what would happen to them. Setting the crop on the table, Germania looked down to the boys again, and simply closed his eyes, shaking his head.
"I don't even want to know how it started, who started it, or what set Rome off to actually tie the both of you to a tree. I am just...*cough* I am ugh, so tired." He walked over to the door and locked it tight, and then looked back at both children. "I am going to make something for you both to eat, and then...this mess will be cleaned. Afterwords I am going back to sleep." He gave the children a stare, and Prussia, thankful that the two of them did not get punished nodded his head.
"Ja, okay Vati...um...sorry, its just that we don't like Herr Rome at all!" The little one walked to a spot on the floor that was covered in crumbs and candy, and knelt down. Germania looked down with a stern gaze.
"Like him or not, if I ever see behavior like that around an elder again, you can be sure that you and your bruder will be punished! Go and sit down at the table, I am going to clean once the both of you are fed." The elder nation was wheezing slightly, and was feeling the effects of the sickness. He needed to rest again, otherwise he would never get better.
Having both the children sit down at the table, Germania walked to the counter and whipped up a simply meal of fried potatoes. He served up two servings of it, and walked over to the boys, and set the bowls in front of them. Pointing to them, he made sure they were going to eat, and the elder nation walked over to where the broom was kept and started to sweep. Gilbert ate his potatoes, and watched his Vati, amazed that even with the nation not feeling well, he was still able to work so hard. The boy gulped hard, and felt bad now. All the nation wanted was to rest, and get better, and Gilbert was the one to blame, making Mister Rome go away, and having him, and his brother behave naughty. The little nation pushed back his chair, and got down. He then ran over to Germania, and then elder nation stopped sweeping and looked down.
"Gilbert...go back to the table and finish your potatoes...I still have a lot of work to do and..." The nation stopped talking as a little weepy Prussia walked towards him, getting closer, and wrapping his arms around the nation's legs. He sniffed, and whined, and Germania had no choice but to kneel down. "What is the matter with you Wicht? I need to get things cleaned."
Gilbert just held the man's legs, and then looked up with his deep crimson eyes. He had started to get teary, and bit back on his lip. Germania hadn't seen this look much, only because it was rare for the child to admit his wrongdoings. Putting a hand to the boy's head, and then pulling him closer, Gilbert felt the embrace, and spoke up.
"I'm sorry Vati...you're sick, and...and me and bruder were naughty, and you just wanted to get better. And...*sniff* and um..." Germania smiled down at him, and pulled the little one closer, hushing him.
"Shhhh...alright, alright Gilbert. You understand that you and Ludwig were naughty, and that's what I needed to hear. The fact of the matter is, I am still sick. *cough* and I need to get some more rest. Let me read you both a story, and then for tonight, it will be an early bedtime, is that understood?" He stroked the child's cheek, and then Gilbert still sniffling, nodded his head.
For once the little one knew that this time, going to bed early would have to happen whether he liked it or not. Though the boy nodded his head, and calmed down a bit, little Prussia had a plan. Germania seeing as the boys knew he set aside the broom and walked over Ludwig holding out his hand, and did the same for Gilbert. The little ones took his hand, and all three walked over to the couch. Germania leaned forward and took a book that he usually read tales of old to the boys. Sitting back into the cushions, the elder nation started to read. It wasn't long before he started the story, and looking over to Ludwig, he noticed the little nation had passed out. Gilbert too was nodding off, but trying to stay awake as he wanted to hear the intense story. It was about wars from long ago, and a warrior, and some killing of fearsome beasts. Gently closing the book, Germania looked over to Gilbert, and spoke to him in a quiet tone.
"I think its time for two little boys to go to bed now..." He leaned over to Ludwig, and pulled the boy into his arms, and then did the same with Gilbert. His broad arms held the boys with care, and he walked down to the bedroom, setting them down on the bed. Ludwig lay there snoring, and Gilbert whined slightly.
"But...but Vati, I don't wanna...*yawn* sleep. I wanna...mmmm...ugh..." The child rubbed at his eyes, and flopped over, and followed suit with his brother, and zonked right out.
Germania looked back with a smile, and walked to the wardrobe, and pulled out two night shirts. He first put Ludwig into a shirt, and then placed the boy into bed. After that was done, Gilbert was then put into his shirt, and as Germania placed him into the bed, the boy looked up with his deep red eyes.
"G-Goodnight Vati..." His eyes blinked fast, as they were heavy, and Germania shook his head with a slight smile.
"Guten Nacht runt...and sweet dreams." He left a hand on the boy's head, and then walked out of the room, and closed the door.
With the two in bed, Germania made sure everything was still in the house. He walked to the kitchen, and grabbed the crop off the table, and held it in his hands. Smiling down at it, he let it slap down into his hands. Gilbert's most prized possession. He took it, and then walked down to the washroom and washed up, changed into some sleep clothing, and walking into his room, shut the door. He put the crop and leaned it by his wardrobe, and then got into his own bed, passing out in a matter of moments. With the house quiet and all three nations sleeping, things seemed alright. In the boy's bedroom, Gilbert snored slightly, but woke himself up with the plan he had in mind. He sat right up in bed, and had to keep himself from shouting outside.
"Aghhhh! That's what I need to do!" Gilbert sat in his bed, bouncing, and then with a curious expression looked down at his brother, who had slightly moaned when he heard his brother shout. Prussia nudged him, and spoke in little words. "Ludie...Ludie! I hafta fix Vati, and I know how to do it! Wake up Ludie, hurry, its for the healing of Vati!" The boy nudged and nudged, and finally a whining Ludwig sat up.
"Wahhhhhh...Gilbie...I am tired, and I want to stay sleeping. Stupid head, waking me up...and...*yawn*. Hmmm...fix Vati? How are you going to do that?" He was now anxious and looking to his brother. Gilbert looked back with a very serious expression.
"Ludie...'member when we went into town that one day, and you had a cold? Vati bought you that yucky medicine from that creepy gypsy lady. Well...what if I went into town, and got him something?" Gilbert cast aside the blankets, and started to get out of bed, but Ludwig grabbed his hand, and shook his head.
"Nein, Gilbert, you can't go now. Its dark outside, and its bedtime, a-and...Vati will spank you if he finds out you are gone!" The little one was worried, and pouted out his bottom lip. Gilbert pulled away, and got down from the bed, walking over to the wardrobe, and opening the doors. He looked back at his brother.
"I am not going to get caught, and Vati is not going to spank me! I am going into town, and I am going to make things like they were!" Gilbert grabbed a pair of pants out of the wardrobe, and pulled them on. He then put on a little green cloak, much like the one Germania would don when they went out on hunting outings. Tying the cloak tight, the little one knew that it would be dangerous to go empty handed, and he looked to his brother. "I will be right back!" Walking to the door, the little nation opened it and walked out.
He walked down the dark hallway. It was scary being so dark, but he put on a brave face. Germania usually left a lantern lit in the kitchen, just in case. Seeing the warm glow from the light, the little boy looked to the table, and noticed that his awesome crop was not there. He slightly gasped and quickly arrived back to the bedroom, and closed the door, breathing hard, and with a look of upset on his little face.
"Mein crop...its-its gone! I don't know where it is, oh no Ludie...how am I going to fight the evil?" The child was now not sure what to do. He needed to go through with his plan. He had his dagger, but without the crop, it would be the worst thing in the world. Ludwig looked to him, and scratched the side of his head.
"Hmmm...Vati brought it inside after Herr Rome left." He sat there, just looking at his brother. Gilbert's eyes widened, and then looked to the door, with an ill look upon his face. He grappled at his stomach, and then responded.
"Vati must have it in his room." He huffed, and then walked over, opening the door slightly ajar, and then looked back to Ludwig. "I need to get it Ludie...I hafta!" He left the room, without even hearing a noise from his brother objecting.
Gilbert tip toed towards the master bedroom, which was adjacent from the boy's bedroom. He walked to the door, and opened it gently, and carefully. Peering his head in, he looked over to the large bed that held the adult nation, and he became frightened a little. Vati was Vati, no matter if he was well or sick. Peering his eyes over to the floor, he noticed the crop sitting against the wardrobe. The little one walked over to it, and grabbed it. He had succeeded. Then turning around, he walked out of the room, and gently closed the door shut. His Vati had never heard him, as the sickly nation was deep in a slumber. Now having the crop in his hands, Gilbert went back to his own bedroom, and went in. He closed the door again, and walked over to the window. Opening it, he then looked to his little brother.
"Okay, I am going now. It will be a dangerous journey, but someone has to do it. You are too little Ludie, so I am going for both of us. I shall return." The little one hoisted himself up the bed. Taking a blanket, he knew he would need to climb back up, so he tied the end to the edge of the bed, and then tied a knot. Looking over at Ludwig, he showed him the blanket, and the little one was aware. Prussia leaned out the window, he first dropped the crop down, so it hit the grass, and then he looked over to his brother, and winked. "Its not a high drop, so I will be fine, but when I come back, you'll need to help me." He carefully got up to the window and climbed out. Dangling, he dropped about a half foot to the ground, and landed on his bottom. It did not hurt, but he looked up, and really hoped his brother would be able to help him.
Gathering the crop, and making sure he had everything, little Prussia ran from the house, and doing the best he could, ran down the path that lead into town. Now it was not late by any standards of an adult. Germania was just feeling so sick, that he had actually put the boy's to bed around seven in the evening. Gilbert walked, and now as an hour had passed, the sun was starting to set, but the boy continued. He arrived at the town, and looked around until his eyes grew large and he noticed the very cart that the woman gypsy was at. Behind her cart was an entrance into an unknown doorway hidden by a shroud. He wondered what mysteriousness could be hidden there, but now needed to seek help from her. He ran towards the cart, and stood looking up. The woman who Gilbert had envisioned as a much older and creepier looking person was actually somewhat pleasant in attraction. She stood there, looking around, not noticing the little nation standing there. Gilbert cleared his throat.
"Ahem...hey...um...Miss...uh..."
The gypsy looked down, and her golden eyes widened, and she smiled. Her black hair flowed from underneath the wrap she was wearing on her head, and her necklace, and earrings dangled. She gave a grin, and responded back to the nation.
"Oh my, what do we have here. It seems a little one had wandered away to look at my wares. Tell me child, where are your parents? And whatever can I help you with?"
Gilbert seemed a little confused. He didn't have parents. He had Vati. Vati was the only thing he could really say. He noticed other children who had a set of two people, but for as long as the little nation knew, it was supposed to just be his Vati. He pouted his lips out, and gave the gypsy a little glare.
"Mein Vati is sick! I need to make him better...cause, he is really, really sick, and my Vati can't be sick!" The boy couldn't really say much, as the knowledge for someone his age was not that convincing. The wise gypsy however chuckled a bit, and nodded her head.
"Well now...we simply can not have any of that. Suppose a potion for your Vati to make him well? I have many things that can cure one's bad health...and some things that make it worse." She narrowed her eyes, in her devious ways. Gilbert just shook his head, hearing only what he wanted to hear.
"Nein! I need him better, and...and you need to give me some potion, I need it!" He put his hand as far as he could reach on her cart, and slammed his little fist down. The gypsy just stayed staring.
"And how might you be paying for this potion? I simply can not give it for free little boy." Her eyes cast on the crop that he was holding, and then she rest her eyes on the boy again. Gilbert gasped slightly.
"Oh! Um...I don't know...I don't have any money. Um...can you just make some potion for me? I really, really need it. Please?"
Shaking her head but with a smile, she bent down, and took out a vile of some clear liquid that was corked, and tied with a blue ribbon. Holding it out, she spoke to the child.
"This is what you need to make your Vati better, but I simply can not give it to you for free. You indeed have no money, but alas, my eyes fall on a much better treasure than simple coins. That crop, I must have it." She pointed, and kept the bottle in her hands. Gilbert looked to the magic that would fix his Vati, and then back at the crop.
The crop was so important to him. Having it always taken away, and now that he had it in his hands, only to have it taken away forever. He was not sure what to think. He whined a little, and then thought of something. His red eyes looked into the gypsy's. Vati was more important that the crop. He needed to fix his Vati, and if that meant getting rid of his crop, then so be it.
"I will give you Mein most special and awesome crop...but...um, you need to do something else. I-I need a potion...that will protect me..." He said this with a slight hesitance.
"And what prey tell kind of potion would you need for protection little one?" She said this with a raised eyebrow, and still holding the elixir, she waited for an answer. Gilbert sighed, and rubbed his feet together, not wanting to tell the gypsy the embarrassing answer.
"I...I need a potion that will make spankings not hurt anymore." The little nation blushed very hard, and looked up, still stuttering and getting the rest of his answer out. "I will give you the crop, but can you make me that too? Vati spanks really hard! And if I have the potion, the next time I am naughty, I can be protected!"
The gypsy wanted to laugh out loud, but she saw that the child was serious. She hadn't really known what she would do with a crop, but smiled and nodded her head at the determined boy.
"Yes, I will make the potion for you. I will be right back." She disappeared behind the cloaked room, and walked towards a little work table, where many other liquids and powders were. She grabbed a vile, the same size as the one with the actual healing power, and filled it all the way with water. She added some red dye, to make it seem like it was magical. This would indeed be horrible when the child finds out it will be ineffective. She cackled to herself, and corked it tightly, adding a red ribbon to it. Emerging from the little area, she came out, and Gilbert's eyes had excitement in them. He saw the bottles of both liquids, and he jumped for joy.
Lifting up the crop, he set it on the cart, and held out his hands. The gypsy handed the two bottles to the boy, and saw him put them in his pockets. He looked up with slight tears of joy.
"Danke, Danke so much! I will be able to make Vati better, and then I have protection!" He did not wait for an answer and quickly ran back to the house. It was darker now, and he was getting very, very sleepy. The lateness in the night made the boy slightly forget where home was, but he managed to get there. Arriving at the open window to his and Ludwig's room, he yelled up at it. Not hearing a response, the little nation took some little pebbles, and started to chuck them into the opening.
Bits of rock and debris started to hit little Ludwig as he lay there slumbering. He was awoke by the persistence of his brother's voice, and a pebble hitting him on the cheek. He moaned, and with his eyes opening hazily, he pulled back the blankets, and sat up in the bed. Crawling over to the window, he opened it more, and leaned out.
"Gilbie? Gilbie are you there?" The little one squinted his eyes, and in the dark it was rather difficult. Gilbert heard his brother, and angrily yelled up to him, but kept it semi low, as he did not want to alert the elder nation in the other room.
"JA! I am here. Throw down the blanket, and help me up! I got the magical power that is going to make Vati better. Hurry!"
Ludwig nodded his head and carefully took the blanket, and it landed to the ground, and Gilbert grabbed at it, and holding everything, he hoisted himself up. It was very difficult, and took a little long, but little Prussia was able to get there. Exhausted, he got inside, and pulled the blanket in, breathing heavy. His eyes heavy with sleep, and closing the window, he took off his cape, throwing it to the ground, and pulling off his pants, he threw that aside too. Then with the two bottles of potion, he gently set them aside in the table drawer next to the boy's bed. Smiling to himself, the little one rolled over onto the bed, pulling the blankets high. Ludwig also snuggled alongside his brother, and the two fell asleep.
Morning arrived as quickly as could be. Ludwig rolled over, and his little hand smacked Gilbert in the face. The nation opened his eyes, and was about to yell at his brother, but then realized that it was morning, and he needed to wake his Vati up and give him the potion. The little silver haired nation quickly got out of bed, as did Ludwig and without the help of their Vati, hastily dressed themselves and the two arrived into the kitchen. Gilbert had the bottle in his grasp. In the master bedroom, Germania woke up while rubbing his eyes, and rolled over to the side, and coughed. He sighed and got out of bed, not feeling great, but better than he had yesterday. Rubbing his eyes again as he got all the sleep out, he quickly got dressed and pulled on his boots. He combed his hair, and walked out of the bedroom, towards the kitchen. Upon arriving, he saw both of his children. Smiling slightly, he looked to see Gilbert step forward.
"Morning Vati...um...hey, why don't you sit down, and I will get you some water okay?" The little one was very eager to get his Vati all better, and looked up with a smile. Germania nodded his head, and walked to the table, sitting down.
"Hello little one...yes, that would be very nice of you. I am rather parched." He sat down, and as he did this, he looked around, and saw Ludwig walk over and sit down next to the elder nation. Sitting there, he spoke to the little nation.
Gilbert seeing the two occupied, the little nation stepped up on the stool that was there. Germania often kept it there in case the boys wanted to help him cook, which did not happen very often. Gilbert grabbed a glass, and then tilting the pitcher of water on the counter, he poured the liquid halfway, and then setting aside the pitcher, he looked over. Germania sat with his back to the boy, so Prussia knew he still had time. He quickly took the vile out and poured it into the glass of water. It made no change, as it was the same color as water, and once that was done, the little one got down, and walked over with the cup. He held it out, and looked up to the elder nation.
"Here Vati..." Gilbert held out the glass, and Germania took it. He smiled at the boy, and drank the whole contents of the water, feeling very refreshed. Ludwig looked up with a little whine, and Gilbert knew he had to get his brother some water too, and walked over to the counter, got up, grabbed the pitcher and poured another glass. Getting down, he walked over to the smallest one, and handed the glass. Ludwig took it and giggled.
Finishing the last drop, Germania set the glass down, stretched a little and tucked the chair into the table. A warmness surrounded his body, and then little tingles. He looked over to Prussia, and then closed his eyes for a moment. The potion was working its magic throughout the elders body, but to Germania, this was only just a glass of water. Gilbert watched and then piped up.
"Vati...how do you feel?" His red eyes just glued to the nation, and curious to see if this was something that was working. It looked like it was. Germania looked over to Gilbert with a raised eyebrow.
"Ja, I feel good little one...actually...hmmm, very good. It is actually ludicrous that something as simple as water could cure me, but I am not going to complain. Okay then, I am going to go ahead and make you both breakfast, and then we need to get some chores done."
Gilbert nodded his head, and walked over to the table, and was about to sit down, but Germania shook his head.
"Nein Gilbert, you know better than to just sit down. I need some eggs plucked from the hens, and Ludwig..." He looked over to the smallest nation. "Ludwig go outside with your bruder and I need you to get the kindling, like you always do."
Ludwig went right to the door picking up one of the wicker baskets, but Gilbert just stood there slightly annoyed. This was not overlooked by Germania.
"Come on boy, I need those eggs, hurry it up and stop wasting Mein time. We have a lot to do today." The elder nation turned around and started cutting into some slab of bacon he had on the counter under a container. Gilbert pouted slightly. His Vati was definitely back to his old self.
Huffing slightly, the boy walked over to the door, having it open with Ludwig going outside first, and Gilbert grabbing the basket by the entrance. With the two boys outside, Germania continued what he was dong. He then looked over to the table, and noticed the crop was gone. He had no idea if he had put it away in the barn or put it in his room. The sickness that had gotten the best of him made his mind wander. Outside the two boys were finishing their chores. Gilbert had collected a fair amount of eggs, and was standing there in the coop. He walked out and walked towards the house, just meeting Ludwig and the two walked back inside. Before they could get to the table and sit down, Germania looked at the two, and set his hands to his side.
"Before you both sit down, go into the washroom, and wash your hands. You'll both eat breakfast, and then I need to give you both a bath, and then get you two dressed." He turned back around, expecting both children to do as he asked.
"But...but Vati I already got me and Ludie dressed! Look!" Gilbert pointed to his shirt, which of course by now was dirty, and stained. Ludwig's clothing too. The boys much have gotten dressed with the previous days clothes. Germania turned around.
"Nein...you can not wear soiled clothing. Now...set your chores down, go down and wash your hands, and we will eat." He turned back around and continued cooking.
Setting the basket of eggs on the table, and Ludwig setting the kindling next to the hearth, both boys ran towards the washroom, and Gilbert closed the door, looking to Ludwig.
"We can't do anything bad today Ludie. Vati is feeling better, and that means that he is in a good mood. Let's just do whatever he wants." The silver haired nation was very serious in speaking to his brother, and Ludwig looked up and shook his head.
"Ja, okay bruder." The two washed their hands, and drying them, they left the washroom in slight shambles, having the linens fall to the floor, and water all over the sink basin, and on the floor.
Leaving the washroom, they two little ones walked to the table, and took deep breathes in. Germania had made fried eggs with bacon, and of course bread was on the side. Gilbert's mouth watered as he had not seen his Vati really in the cooking mode since before the elder nation was ill. Ludwig too sat down, and salivated slightly. Germania turned around, and faced the two, holding the plates for the boys. He placed them in front of the hungry children, and then grabbed his own plate, sitting down. Looking over to his eldest, he scratched the side of his face, as a small scruff of a beard was growing. He would have to shave immediately. He did not want to look like that fool Rome. Turning around, he looked to the two boys, and walked over with the breakfast plates. Setting them down, the elder nation seemed slightly confused still about the crop, and went to ask his eldest.
"Eh...Gilbert...have you seen the crop? I know I had it sitting here last night...and I can't for the life of me remember where I put it." Germania looked very confused. Gilbert looked up at him while stuffing a piece of bacon into his mouth, chewing with much enthusiasm, and shaking his head with his wide and curious eyes staring at the elder nation.
"Nein Vati, you took it away from me 'member?" Taking his fork he went right into cutting up his egg, but making sure to keep a steady eye on his Vati's gaze. Germania thought this response was well enough, and shook his head in an agreeable manner.
"Ja okay then...well, I have much to do today, since I have not felt well enough to do chores, now they will be done. Er, Gilbert, when you and your bruder are done with your breakfast, I was going to give you a bath, but since you both will be doing chores, it is silly to get you clean. I do have something to ask of you, I will be chopping some more firewood, while Ludwig collects twigs, I need you to get all of the horse belts, and other belts, anything that is leather, so I can clean them. Oh, and since I most likely put it back in there, grab the crop as well." The nation finished up his tea, and ate the last of his eggs.
Gilbert on the other hand stood right up from his seat, and a frightening feeling streamed throughout his body. He knew the crop was nowhere to be found. He bit back his lip, and all the while standing there, Germania looked back at him.
"Well don't just stand there Gilbert, hop to it, after getting what I need, you also have to collect more eggs. The barn should be open, I am allowing you to go inside. Get what I asked for, then come back inside, now do not make me tell you again." He then looked over to Ludwig who had gotten off his chair. "Go on Ludwig, you too! There are still more chores to do, its been a day and a half since anything was done, so to me, that's plenty to keep you both busy!"
Gilbert stomped a little towards his brother, and grabbed his hand. Vati was back alright. Now all the chores would have to be done, and him being mad and not letting the two have fun. Little Prussia's foot stomping was not overlooked by Germania however, and with the nation's back turned as he washed the dishes, he called out.
"And we'll really do without that little attitude Gilbert. Lest you want to be punished for the day by standing in the corner, you had best cease that infernal little attitude of yours. Go outside..." The nation turned around, eyes glowering. "RIGHT NOW!"
Gilbert's eyes widened, and he quickly ran towards the door, the two grabbed their baskets, and Gilbert lead his brother outside. Once there, Ludwig wiggled out of his brother's grip and ran to collect the sticks that he always collected. Gilbert pursed his lips. He looked over to the door that lead back inside the house, and then glanced over to the barn. He was frightened. Frightened of what his Vati was going to say...or even worse do when he did not have the crop. Sadly, he walked towards the barn, knowing this might be his last day on earth, and walked inside. There on the wall hung the horse belts, and some other belts. Then there was a vacant hook where the crop usually was hung. Swallowing hard, the little one hoisted himself up on the bales of hay, and grabbed all the belts and held them in his arms. He sniffed and walked from the barn, back towards the house. Ludwig looked up while he was grabbing sticks, and shook his head, sorry for what was about to happen. He grabbed his basket, and followed his brother in. Once inside, Prussia looked up, and saw his Vati still at the sink, scrapping something from one of the dishes. Gilbert walked to the table, and getting on his tip toes, placed all the belts there, in one large pile, and making it look like perhaps the crop was hidden. As he went to step away, Germania turned his head with a slight smile.
"Gut, very gut little one...I am going to get some nice oil to rub down the leather, made it all nice and new...and..." Germania looked over to the pile, and walked over to the table. Rifling through the belts, his eyes widened as he saw that the crop was not there. Shaking his head, he looked down to the little one. "I am not even sure if I put the crop back in the barn, but it not being here is making my suspicions more true. Do you have any idea where it is Gilbert?" He just stared at the little silver haired child, and waited for an answer. Gilbert paled slightly, and mumbled. Germania stepped a little closer. "What was that?" The little nation looked up, and he shook a little. Hearing the bark from the elder nation, Gilbert just looked up, and responded.
"Um...Vati, I don't know where the crop is...I am not sure. Um...maybe you have it?"
"Nein, I don't have it. You have exactly five seconds to find that crop, or you are going to be very sorry little one." The nation crossed his arms over his chest, and just glared. Gilbert whined and now needed to figure out a way to tell the nation that the crop was gone, and gone for good.
The little nation walked down the hallway, and approached his own bedroom. Going inside, he closed the door, and hastily looked around, making sure that everything that had happened with his little town visit had indeed happened. He went over it in his little head, and that's when his eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He remembered the anti-spanking potion. The stuff that he had traded the crop for. As long as he was going to get spanked anyway, because the crop was nowhere to be found, he simply could not come up with any type of lie, he would be protected. Walking over to his little drawer, he pulled it open and grabbed the red liquid. Making sure no one was coming, Gilbert uncorked the bottle, and took it to his lips, downing the magical anti-spanking wonder potion. He set the bottle down, and stood there for a moment. Taking it all in, in his mind, he felt slightly better. With a proud grin on his face, and a boldness of bravery, he walked out of the room, and arrived to the table. Germania turned around, and noticed the little one, minus the crop. He raised an eyebrow.
"Und where is the crop Gilbert? I specifically gave you orders to go and find it, and you have come back to me empty handed...where is it?" The nation crossed his arms over his chest, and glared. Gilbert looked up trying to not seemed frightened, even though he had the potion in his system. Vati was scary as all hell.
"Um...well okay Vati...I have something to tell you...but you gotta promise me you won't be mad...okay?" The child bit back his lip, and looked as Germania's gaze grew deeper.
"Nein...I can not promise anything like that Wicht. Even by stating that, you have done something I am more than sure I would not agree with. So get to telling me, because for not having the crop, you are going to be punished anyway."
Little Prussia gasped slightly. He looked over at his little brother, and Ludwig gulped at what was to happen. Looking up, the silver haired boy needed to tell the truth, he was really not that great at lying.
"I-I went into town Vati last night...and, the old gypsy lady there. I wanted to make you better Vati, so I got you some medicine. And...and...um..." The child stuttered as he told this to Germania, and the nation looked down, almost ready to pepper the boy's little backside, but he stayed relatively calm. Though his initial response to the boy leaving in the middle of the night made him gasp.
"Go on Gilbert..." Eyes narrowing deeper into Prussia's eyes. Germania could see tears starting to fall down the boy's cheek, but he did not feel bad.
"I didn't have any money...and I sold the crop Vati!" It almost seemed like time had stopped. Germania watching the boy, and the words leaving the child's lips, the elder nation just walked over, and knelt down by the boy.
"You had no right to sell that crop young man. It was Mein, and though it was very kind of you to go out and about and help your Vati to make me feel better, which...come to think of it, I feel like I was never sick and..."
"You see Vati? I needed to do what I did! Its not fair that I have to be punished!" The little one stamped his little foot, which of course did not go overlooked by Germania. The blond haired nation specifically told the boy his little tantrums did not make it any better, and he stood up, and grabbed hold of Prussia's little hand.
Taking a chair out from the table, Germania sat down, and pulled Gilbert close to him. The little one gulped, as he knew what was bout to happen, but he felt semi brave, and knew that because he had taken the anti-spanking potion, he would be just fine. Germania then held the child firmly against his knee, and started to dish out some heavy swats to the boy's clothed backside. Gilbert holding his Vati's knee, and when the first swat landed, it hurt. The child's eyes widened, and he started to wiggle as more smacks hit down upon his little bottom.
"Aghhhhh...Nein! Nein, Vati...it hurts! Its not supposed to hurt!"
Germania looked down to the boy, as he continued to chastise the little one, and he shook his head with a scoff.
"Of course its supposed to hurt. Its a spanking Gilbert, something that you have received many times. Now hold still, your punishment is almost over!" He landed another swat, and this was too much for Gilbert, and he whined.
"Aghhhh...the potion...she lied to me abut the potion!" The child's eyes streamed forth tears, and as he was about to land his hand down, Germania stopped and pulled the boy from him, looking him into his red, and tear filled eyes.
"What? What potion did you drink young man?" The nation looked to the boy, and just as Gilbert was going to answer, little Ludwig ran up, trying to make it better.
"The potion was supposed to work Gilbie...why didn't it?" His little blue eyes, worried for his brother were now looking up to his father's. Germania just sat there completely confused. He let go of Gilbert, and reached out a hand to little Ludwig.
"You knew that your brother went to town, and drank something he shouldn't have?" The elder nation pointed over to the corner. "Gilbert, you get your behind to that corner right now, face the wall, and don't say a word." Looking back to Ludwig, Germania cleared his throat. "And you, come over here."
Gilbert gasped and hurried his little self to the corner. Ludwig rubbed his eyes, and walked over to the elder nation who was roughly grabbed and held under his Vati's arm. The little nation knew what was coming, and yelped as he was given several smacks to his little bottom.
"NEIN, NEIN, NEIN VATI!"The little one kicked his legs back and forth.
As the child started to bawl loudly, Gilbert winced his eyes at each smack. It was his fault his brother was getting spanked, and now he felt really bad. Germania only gave him a couple of smacks, and leaned down, speaking to him in a little warning tone.
"You will never keep anything from your Vati. If something happens with your bruder, and its dangerous, then you need to let me know. That goes the same for Gilbert." Landing one last slap, he then lifted the child up, and walked over to the corner, setting the little one down, next to his brother. "The both of you will stand in the corner until I deem it alright for you to come out."
The boys did not say anything, but sobbed. Germania walked down to the washroom, and closed the door. With their Vati gone for a little bit, Prussia looked to his brother who was sniffling. He looked down at the boy's hands. Ludwig had one hand to his side, and one planted firmly on his bottom. Gilbert reached his hand, and grabbed hold of his brother, and stood there, still at the wall, crying, and sniffling too. Germania meanwhile was in the washroom. He stood by the sink basin, and sighed. He hated to punish the little ones, but Gilbert had done something truly naughty, and with little Ludwig...the elder nation knew his smallest nation would do everything for his older brother. Splashing some cold water onto his face, and then wiping it dry, he walked out of the room, and into where the children were standing. He cleared his throat.
"Ahem...both of you turn around and face me." He looked as both sniffling little ones turned around and still holding hands, the two sets of eyes looked up at the elder nation. Germania crossed his arms over his chest, and breathed out. "Alright...listen to me now...I am going to make damn sure that I get my crop back you two. We will venture into the town and then Gilbert..." Germania looked to his eldest. "I will speak with the so called gypsy. Let us get ready and go alright?"
Gilbert shook his head, while still sniffling, as well as Ludwig. The two were excited to go into town, but they know they would need to behave. Germania nodded and started to prepare.