Ludwig Beilschmidt, a German immigrant in New York, living under the roof of your typical lower class American family, the Jones', makes a bit of cash on the side with common detective work. Finding lost pets, lost jewelry, those sorts of things. Amelia apparently has other ideas when she brings in Arlovskaya...and a murder case. Could Feliciano Vargas really be responsible?

Ludwig falls ill. Surprisingly (or perhaps not) he's far worse to deal with than Feliciano ever was.

A quick NSFW drabble about Germany dealing with some frustrations.

Based off of the Forth of July Drama CD where Germany and Italy gift America with a German-Italian car. Italy giggles. Germany sounds uncomfortable. America is pretty sure he knows what's up. Some of the dialogue is taken from the track itself. Literally. (Rated M for lewd car activities.)

Your name is Ludwig and you really aren't sure why the hell you had allowed yourself to be dragged into this infernal nightclub, or why you had accepted a few drinks after vowing to stay sober and perturbed. Or, more importantly, why you were consenting to having a now-drunk Feliciano grinding against you to the beat of some Euro-trash pop music...