"I know, I haven't finished the Bloody Sunrise yet, but this story is so much shorter, so I decided to finish it, then I return back to the Bloody Sunrise of course. Due to the unfortunate historical imposition of this AU, I remind you in advance that I am no fascist and that I am very interested in Jewish history during World War II. I had a dream about this AU after reading the comic of Art Spiegelman Maus, which tells of what the author's father experienced both on the battlefield of World War II and the Auschwitz concentration camp plus I remember there a discussion in the Wild Kratts fandom wiki if Aviva is actually partially a Jew, because of her name. I also want to point out in advance that this story doesn't copy this comic. I just say that because I had a dream about this AU after I read the comic, but the dream was different and I won't tell you what happens there in advance." - Dispatching Kratt
A young brown-haired man was sitting at a brown wooden desk. He was sitting on a brown wooden chair, too. He concentrated. He was holding a pen in his left hand, and on a light yellow sheet of paper, he was now writing a letter to his older brother who, unlike him, remained in the New World. He would be dressed just like an official, except that he wasn't wearing a tie and coat.
It was evening, so the lamp in the room was on the desk where he was writing. The ink was dark blue, and the young man was careful not to accidentally spill the bottle of ink that was on the right side of the letter.
Dear Martin, it's been a few days since I and my fiancé have been in Germany and we've been doing well. I remember those worries you wrote about me last time, but I want to write you so you don't worry about me. In three months I will return with my love back to the United States, and when we return, you will go to my wedding as a witness. You don't have to worry, Aviva and I can do it here.
With love your younger brother
Christopher
The young man looked at his letter and was looking forward to carrying it to the post office tomorrow. At the same time, he decided to wait for the ink to dry and leave the letter on his desk.
When he and his fiancée left for Germany on a business trip, his older brother Martin told them not to go there.
In Germany, Adolf Hitler already ruled and Martin did not want them to go there because his younger brother's love was originally a Spanish Jew.
Our young man, twenty-five years old Chris, thought they could make it here. When they arrived, it was enough to hide from the Gestapo, or rather not to say the fact that his fiancée is Jewish.
He decided to leave the lamp at his desk. Down in the kitchen it was lit.
They lived together in a rented double decker house, somewhere in Berlin.
Christopher, but he liked being called "Chris", worked as a biologist and youth nature protector at Falcon City State University. Due to a business trip he had to temporarily change his employer to one university in Berlin.
His fiancée Aviva, on the other hand, worked as an engineer in engineering.
Both of them had a master's degree and had been working fully for two years. Just as they got engaged, so did various considerations. For example, they might start thinking about baby.
Yes, he had to come here because of her business trip. Her employer, which surprisingly invested heavily in Nazi Germany, wanted her to come here for three months and write a report on how his production plants were doing here.
It was seven o'clock in the evening and it was time for dinner.
He went down the stairs into the hall and headed for the kitchen. He opened the door that separated the two rooms and received a love surprise in the kitchen.
"Chris, honey, you came to dinner just in time." Aviva said as she hugged her fiance affectionately.
Both stood in the kitchen lighting glowing coming from the lit bulb above them.
The walls in the kitchen were painted white and there was also a wooden dining table with chairs for four.
Chris stroked her back and looked at her with a smile.
"What will be for dinner?"
"I thought I'd cook today, but what if we cook together today?"
Chris smiled.
"You know I like cooking. You are amazing."
The two lovers looked at each other with a smile and knew that they would cook together tonight.