Ch. 48 How it all began

Prussia went to his boss who was ranting and raving about a new colony who had apparently ran away from him and no one could find him.

"What's his name?"

"Germany."

"Why did he run?"

"Because he is a little demon! He kicked me in the balls, stole my horse and ran away! He even took out the few guards that had found him a few times and disappeared again!"

"How big is this kid?"

"I don't know! About the size of a four-year-old!"

"And he kicked your asses?!"

"STOP LAUGHING PRUSSIA!"

"NEIN! IT'S TOO FUNNY!"

"IT IS NOT!"

Prussia learned later he was the one chosen to take care of Germany. Because Germany was his baby brother. He knew he had to brag to his brothers about this. He had always wanted a baby brother to take care of. Now he had one. Now he wouldn't be considered the baby of the family anymore. Though he would have a baby brother to pick on and harass like his brothers did him. (Oh Prussia. How wrong you were to think you would bully your angel. XD)

Prussia frowned when the king and guards could never find the young nation though. Even after a month. He started searching himself and it was hard to find him. He didn't have much to go off of. After a week, he sighed and gave up. If the kid didn't want to be found, he wouldn't be found. He went to town and bought food to stock up on. He was walking passed an alley when golden blonde hair caught his eye. A boy in dirty worn clothes stared at him dazed. His eyes and face showed the raging fever he had clearly. He looked wounded and pitiful.

"Hello," Prussia said softly holding out his loaf of fresh bread. The boy inched closer cautiously the snatched the bread away and ate it in one minute flat. "What's your name?"

"The men. Called me….Germany," he said quietly.

"I am Prussia. Your big bruder," Prussia said smiling gently at him holding out his hand. Why Germany never ran away he would never figure out. Why Germany trusted him instantly Germany himself could never answer. He just did.

"Ok," Germany said reaching up slowly. Prussia gripped his hand firmly and swung him on a hip easily.

"Come on Germany. Let's go home," he said smiling.

Once home he had a doctor called there and had his wounds tended to. He gave him medicine to lower his fever and let him sleep. After a few days Prussia struggled with the young nation who was screeching.

"YOU'RE GETTING A BATH AND THAT'S FINAL! YOU SMELL LIKE SHIT," he roared hauling him to the tub.

"YOU FREAK! YOU CRUEL BASTARD! LET ME GO ASSHOLE!"

"WHERE DID YOU LEARN THOSE WORDS?!"

"YOU! STUPID!"

Prussia scowled at the child. He needed to remember not to cuss around him. But Germany also needed to be punished for cussing at him.

"You do not say such words because you are a child. You will be punished for your words. Do I make myself clear," he asked sternly. The landed eight sharp smacks to Germany's bottom.

"BASTARD," Germany screamed headbutting him in the face making him drop him swearing and Germany was off in a blur. He ran into a man in the hallway.

"So you're the new brat," Bavaria asked smirking down at the child.

"I'M NOT A BRAT ASSHOLE!"

"My my my someone is a naughty little shit. Prussia may put up with it but I won't," he said scooping him up and taking the kicking and screaming child to the back. "I'm going to feed you to the pigs," he taunted hovering him over the pen. Germany screeched and punched at him. Bavaria laughed at him taunting him about him hitting like a little girl. Germany screamed himself hoarse then started wailing.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

Bavaria turned to Prussia bored.

"Teaching the brat a lesson."

"PUT HIM DOWN! NOW BAVARIA!"

"As you wish," he shrugged dropping him in with the pigs.

Germany cried hysterically thinking the pigs would really eat him. They were walking toward him curiously. Prussia's hands scooped him out suddenly and Bavaria was on the ground swearing because a bullet was in each leg. Prussia soothed Germany gently. Germany stopped crying eventually and realized. He was in the bath. He splashed Prussia angrily making him laugh. Germany pouted up at him as he washed his hair. Prussia grinned and kissed his cute little nose in response. After his bath, he was fed and put back to bed.

Prussia sighed the next month. Germany clearly didn't trust him much. He trusted him some but not much. He didn't really speak to him and just stayed in his room and played with his toys. Prussia sat with Germany at dinner.

"Germany do you like being here? I mean I could send you to one of our other brothers you have met if you like."

"You're sending me away," Germany croaked tears falling fast.

"Nein! It's just if you want to. Since you don't seem to like it here,"

"I do like this here," he blubbered.

"You do?"

"Ja," he sobbed scrubbing at his eyes.

"But you never really talk or…"

"Because I thought big bruder didn't like me. You never play with me so I thought you didn't didn't like me."

"Play with you? Oh, dear God. Germany I'm so sorry! I thought if you wanted to play you would just ask!"

"But four eyes said not to bother you when you're busy. That you don't have time to be bothered!"

"Germany listen to me. Don't you ever do anything Austria says. Like ever. For as long as you live defy everything he tells you to do. He is not awesome and he tells you wrong things. Of course, I want to play with you little one. I would enjoy it very much."

"Ok," Germany sniffed. "I have lots of toys big bruder. I have blocks, and puppies, and warriors, and paint and balls, also some….."

"Why don't you just show me all of those things after we wash these dishes ok? We'll play all night if you like."

"I do!"

"Alright then," Prussia said smiling.

After they were done Germany raced him up the stairs into his room. Two hours later he was screeching with laughter.

"GO FASTER PRUSSIA!"

"ALRIGHT! THE AWESOME ME WILL GO FASTER," Prussia cried running faster with Germany on his back and making horse noises much to the child's delight.

That night Saxony stopped by and tried to play with him. He was usually the one to play with Germany.

"You can't sit there," Germany said sternly when he almost took Prussia's spot on the floor.

"Why not?"

"Because you aren't awesome enough," he said scowling. Prussia spat out his drink and roared with laughter. Germany looked confused then started copying Prussia's laugh.

"Ohhh nnnooo. There's two of them now," Saxony groaned facepalming.

Time skip

Saxony pondered about Germany's childhood. He was a mini Prussia. But thank God he didn't laugh like him. Germany gave up on laughing like Prussia after two weeks of copying him. Saxony thanked God every day for that. Germany's laugh was too adorable to never here again. Even Prussia admitted he was glad. He loved Germany's laugh too much. Germany hated his laugh because it was childlike and slightly girly. Slightly. But that's why it was so adorable to everyone else.

Saxony smiled at his two brothers that were eating cake on the couch talking and laughing. Prussia tossed a smile at Saxony and hugged Germany close. Because that day was the anniversary of the day he found Germany. His precious baby brother.

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