A/N: Sorry for taking my time. This is a slightly longer than the previous ones and I might have put more thought into this. Friedrich is my baby and thus one of my favourite OCs.

There was a question about the song Daniel sang int he previous chapter. It is a real song in the way that it has lyrics and a made up melody but it is not a real song in the way that I made it up completely. :)

But now let's meet Friedrich, Karin and their friends Julie and Mona(who look a bit like younger versions of Nyo!Prussia and Nyo!Germany btw...)

Of evil birds, violins and scraped knees

Boring! That was the first thought Prussia had when he was being dragged into a business meeting by his brother. The ex-nation couldn't understand why he had to be present. Yeah, Herr Dietzig was pretty cool person but the businesses itself were so tedious! So unawesome. Almost as unawesome as the aristocratic prick of a nation who went by the name Austria. But nothing could be more unawesome than him just like nothing could be more awesome than the Awesome Prussia himself!

"Gilbert, hurry up. We don't want to be late." Germany called from upstairs. The elder nation sighed and trudged the stairs up, straightening his tie. What an annoying piece of fabric…

"Ja, ja, Westen… Where are we meeting him?"

"At his home. Herr Dietzig keeps a lot of his papers at home and works from there a lot so we'll talk at his home study."

"Works home? Who ze hölle would take work home?" Gilbert muttered. "Apart from you, Westen, of course." He added after seeing his brother's look.

"He looks after his children when they come home while his wife is on her late shifts at hospital, I heard." Ludwig explained, opening the front door and letting his older brother walk out before locking it after them.

"Kids? Are they awesome?" The ex-nation glanced back at the younger.

"I don't know. I haven't met them." The two headed to the car and Prussia – much to his dismay – sat on the passenger seat. He looked out of the window as Germany drove the car through Berlin. It would be quite a long journey…

They stepped outside the car by some tall tower block buildings on a wealthy area. Gilbert looked up at them. He had never before bothered with this neighborhood. Too prissy and high classed… He was so deep in thoughts he barely even noticed how a yellow ball of fluff landed on his shoulder.

"Gilbird! Where were you mein awesome vögel?" He grinned at the bird who chirped in reply.

"Östen! Don't lag behind! I'm not going to wait!"

"J-Ja, ja, Westen!" Gilbert jogged after Ludwig who had already walked a good ten meters towards the buildings.

The meeting was, like Prussia had predicted, boring. He did practically nothing there, only sat on a surprisingly comfy chair and flipped through some technology magazine that had been lying on a small coffee table. Gilbird was looking at the pictures too and chirping occasionally. Herr Dietzig had been pretty cool to let the bird come into the apartment too. And while talking about Herr Dietzig… where were his kids then?

Right on cue there was rattling of keys by the front door. The three males in the study looked up from what they had been doing.

"That must be Friedrich and Karin. They were playing in the park with their friends." Herr Dietzig stated, straightening his back. "Excuse me…"

"It's alright. We could use a short break." Ludwig placed a folder on the desk.

"Can we meet the kids?" Gilbert asked. Ludwig shot him a look but Herr Dietzig laughed.

"Sure, they'll be delighted." The man waved them to follow along the short corridor to the large quite open space that had the kitchen, dining area, living room and the hall together. The front door was half open and didn't seem to open any more.

"Dummkopf, don't hang on the door handle, grab the edge and open it." A boy's voice snapped tiredly.

"Eh? Oh…" The door opened now and two children stepped in. Well, the girl was on the boy's back and the boy stepped in.

"Hallo, Vater." The boy greeted and after kicking his shoes off he walked to the couch and dropped the girl on it. He had somewhat tired expression on his face.

"Uff… Hallo, Vati!" The girl greeted cheerily. She in the other hand wasn't tired at all.

"Hallo, Karin." Herr Dietzig greeted his daughter and when seeing his son's face asked: "What happened this time Friedrich?"

"She fell and scraped her knees." Came the short reply.

"It as that evil bird's fault." Karin put in. "But I didn't cry at all." She added proudly.

"Sure you didn't." Friedrich rolled his eyes.

"Und?" The children's father urged the boy continue.

"She made me carry her here."

"To the sixth floor." It wasn't a question.

"The elevators were in use already."

A smirk appeared on the Prussian's face and he followed the scene to unfold. This kid was no pushover despite carrying his little sister up the all six flights of stairs. He was smart but apparently his father didn't really see it yet. Well, the kid was only… seven? East German, yeah, he was seven. Karin in the hand… five.

"And what have I said about listening Karin's every whim?" Herr Dietzig sighed.

"The alternative was to drag her here by and listen to her whining endlessly and bug me the entire up-coming summer for being meanie. I merely chose the lesser evil of the two." Friedrich shrugged.

"Okay… tend you sister's knees, I'll go make you some sandwiches." The man sighed yet and again went to the kitchen area. Friedrich walked to Karin and pulled the legs of her lilac shorts to reveal her bloodied knees.

"I wouldn't have whined…" The girl grumbled.

"Yes, you would've." The boy answered and took forward a first aid pack on the lower shelf of a coffee table. It was clear that this was a frequent occurrence in this family. Gilbert and Ludwig continued observing them as neither had noticed the two nations yet. It was handy talent for the nations actually. Not to be noticed by their people when needed. Of course that could also go overboard like in Canada's case when he wouldn't be downright seen by his fellow nations. America's attention seeking attitude was the other factor of his 'invisibleness'.

But back to the kids. They actually were quite different by appearance and personality. Friedrich had dark greyish hair and ice blue eyes while Karin had orangish brown hair and bright green eyes. Their different personalities were reflected in their clothes too. Friedrich was wearing a burgundy t-shirt with a pine green print in the chest and pair of black capris. Karin in the other hand had poison green t-shirt that went nicely with her eyes but not so nicely with her shorts(the light lilac color).

"There. Fized." Friedrich straightened up. "Now you'll stay away from animals."

"But that bird was evil! Not cool at all." Karin whined.

"What exactly happened?" Ludwig asked them. The kids' heads snapped up.

"Who are you?" Friedrich asked, tilting his head on the right a bit. It wasn't an impolite question, merely curious.

"I'm Ludwig Beildschmidt. This is my brüder Gilbert. We are here to talk about business with…"

"Vati. Ja, we know." Karin interrupted. "He said that he'd do business today."

"…Pleasure to meet you." Friedrich decided after a pause in his breath. "Friedrich Dietzig, that's Karin, meine kleine Schwester."

"So, what happened in the park?" Gilbert asked this time, crouching on the kids' level.

"Nothing special. Julie just urged Karin to catch any animal she happened to see in the park and this particular bird just happened not to like the idea." The boy shrugged. His eyes shifted to right and towards the floor and a faint frown appeared between his eyes. All in all his presence became distant for a second before he refocused on his surroundings. The change didn't go unnoticed by Gilbert though.

"Hey, kid, you okay?"

"Yeah… I'm fine." Friedrich nodded with a smile. "Say, you are the older brother, right?"

"Ja! You are right! How did you guess? Was it my awesomeness?"

"I just could tell."

"Was it der Alte(the old man) again?" Karin asked, appearing by Friedrich's shoulder. No one could reply before she jerked back and…

"Waaaaah! That's the evil bird!" She was dramatically pointing at Gilbird who was perching on the Prussian's shoulder.

"What?" Gilbert asked, dumbfounded. Ludwig let out a suffering sigh behind him.

"That's the evil bird that made me trip. And then attacked me." Karin elaborated, furiously still pointing at the bird.

"Only because you were stupid enough to listen to Julie. She is already so annoying and stupid on her own and then you have to mimic her on everything." Friedrich muttered.

"Hey, Julie is cool. And I'm going to be cool too."

Ding-dong, ding-dong. Knock-knock-knock. Bang bang.

"Nein…"

"It's Julie!" Karin ran to the front door, Friedrich hot on her heels, both forgetting the nations. The girl opened the door fully and the two men could get a glimpse of two girls at the corridor before Friedrich pulled the door back closed. It didn't close though and two pairs of hand were seen by the edge of the door.

"Thanks for the help Mona." A voice said at the corridor.

"I only prevented you to break your fingers." A younger voice answered and Friedrich let go of the door handle in dismay.

"What do you want Julie?" He frowned.

"Come in of course." The older of the two girls there grinned. Both of the girls had blond hair and it was easy to tell they were siblings even though there were some significant differences in their appearance. The older girl's hair was longer and almost platinum blonde, tied on two low ponytails and letting her bangs hang on her face. The younger in the other hand had pinned her bangs a top of her head with at least half a dozen bobby pins which made her look like she had a small metal plate on her head. Otherwise her sunny blond hair barely even touched her shoulders. Both of the girls had sky blue eyes.

"Julie lost or forgot the home key and no one is at home at the moment." The younger girl explained.

"Keys are not cool…"

"And obviously you couldn't possibly let me take care of it."

"You are younger!"

"And people keep asking how come I'm the more mature one." The younger girl, Mona, deadpanned and crossed her arms on her chest.

"Why don't your parents give you two keys?" Ludwig asked. The girls looked up.

"Because she would forget the first one home and then bully me give the second one to her and then lose it."

"Hey, it has never happened!" Julie protested.

"But could happen."

"You know I'd really like to bash some sense into your head, Julie, and I even have a sufficient tool in my mind but I doubt it would have any effect on a thickhead like you." Friedrich sighed, letting the two girls in.

"And what would it be?" Mona asked.

"A frying pan."

"What!?" Not only Julie but also Karin and Gilbert exclaimed. Mona chortled and Friedrich smirked at their faces.

"A frying pan?" Julie stared at the boy.

"Why not? A friend of mine told me that his friend is constantly being hit by a frying pan but it has no other effect than the fact he is avoiding that girl with all his might." Friedrich shrugged and walked to the kitchen. His father was putting the plates on the table.

"Hello, girls. I made sandwiches for you too. After you have eaten I'll call to your parents and tell that you don't have the key."

"Okay. Danke Herr Dietzig." Mona smiled as the four kids seated themselves around the table.

"Who the heck is this friend of yours, Fritzie? This isn't the first time you mention him." Julie grumbled before attacking her sandwich.

"Don't call me that." Friedrich muttered.

"He is a ghost!" Karin announced. "We can never see him but Friedrich can."

"Sounds more like eine imaginäre Freund." Mona thought aloud. "Ghosts don't exist."

"He is a friend of mine. That's all you need to know." The boy stated.

"He teached Friedrich to play violin." Karin continued.

"It's taught." Mona muttered.

"Hey, isn't that the evil bird from earlier." Julie asked, pointing over Karin's head at Gilbird.

"Ja, not cool." The youngest of them mumbled into her food.

"Hey, Gilbird is cool!" Gilbert protested. "He is awesome. Almost as awesome as the awesome me."

"You know if you use too much that word it will lose its effect." Friedrich pointed out calmly. The Prussian stopped to look more closely at him. He remembered those words. Old Fritz had told it to him all those years ago… So was it possible that this kid could quote him word to word. Especially something that had been said only to the nation. There hadn't been anyone else around. Could it really be just a coincidence?

"Wise words, Friedrich." Ludwig chuckled. "If only mein brüder would listen to them."

"Hey, Westen, I'm listening." Gilbert huffed.

"Do you gentlemen want anything to drink?" Herr Dietzig asked the two nations.

"Something else than beer, Östen." Ludwig added with a glare towards the elder of the two.

"Water it fine then…" Prussia grumbled.

"Same for me." Germany nodded. Herr Dietzig smiled to them and fetched two glasses he filled with water then.

While a conversation about ordinary things spurred between Ludwig and Herr Dietzig, Gilbert flopped down on a chair between Mona and Karin, his back towards the other adults.

"Hey, kinder… tell the awesome me something awesome."

"Like?" Karin questioned.

"About yourselves for example. You all seem pretty cool kids."

"Good, because I'm definitely cool!" Julie announced.

"Shut up before I go to fetch the frying pan." Mona said quietly. Julie shut her mouth immediately.

"I go first!" Karin raised her hand in the air. "I'm Karin Dietzig. I'm five years old. My birthday is the 15th of March and a bit before I was born we moved here. I really like football and dogs."

"Six years…" Friedrich mumbled, making the other occupants around the table glance at him. "On the same date six years earlier The Treaty on the Final Settlement with Respect to Germany came into effect. I like to find out what important historical events happened on our birthdates." The boy explained with a shrug.

"History geek…" Julie and Karin muttered.

"There is nothing wrong being interested in history." Mona elbowed her.

"Anyways… I'm next because I'm cool." Julie decided. "I'm Julie Heindrichsen, seven years old. My birthday is the 25th of February and-."

"That's not a cool date." Gilbert put in. "Not awesome at all."

"How so?" Julie challenged. Mona glanced at Friedrich.

"…Suum cuique." The boy muttered.

"What?" The platinum blonde was practically fuming when she didn't know what was going on. "Friedrich spit it. What is so bad about that date?"

"Nothing? A lot of different things have happened during the course of history on that date." The boy tried but shut up when both Julie and Gilbert glared at him. "Okay, I guess the event our dear guest is talking about is the abolition de jure of Prussia."

"Prussia? What's that?" Karin frowned, making Gilbert gape at her and Ludwig hold back his laugh behind them.

"Karin, even you aren't that oblivious." Julie laughed while the other two kids sighed.

"She isn't oblivious, just young." Friedrich defended his sister. "Don't worry, Schwester, you'll learn more when you get to start school. And if you are interested in history you might even remember what they'll teach you."

"Friedrich, did something happen on my birthday?" Mona asked quietly while Julie was laughing her head off and Karin frowning in confusion. Gilbert decided to ignore the other two in favor of observing Friedrich and Mona.

"It was the 3rd of October, right?" Mona nodded. "Well, there was the reunification of Germany 1990."

"That's great." The girl beamed.

"Yeah."

"What about you, kid?" Prussia asked.

"Me? The 24th January, the same date than Friedrich der Große was born." The boy grinned.

Coincidence? Must be… because he can't be… He simply can't be… Gilbert stared at the boy. Other people were chattering around him and Friedrich was also talking to Mona now but the ex-nation heard none of this. He simply sat still, stunned.

"-bert… Gilbert!"

"Ja, Westen?" The albino's head snapped towards his little brother who stood in the way towards the study they had been earlier.

"I'm going back to talk with Herr Dietzig. Don't cause any trouble."

"Ja, ja. Don't worry brüder." Prussia laughed and the blonde walked away. Now the ex-nation noticed that he was sitting alone by the kitchen table. The kids seemed to have gone to their own ways.

"Hey, red-eyes…" Gilbert glanced around. Karin was standing where Ludwig had stood earlier.

"Hey, orange-head." The albino grinned.

"Do you want to see a ghost?" The girl asked, unfazed by the spontaneous nick-name.

"A ghost? Friedrich's Freund, ja?"

"Yup. When Friedrich talked for the first time about Old man, Vati got worried and asked me to keep an eye on him. I found out that it wasn't an actual person who he met but some sort of ghost only he could see. Or I don't know is Old man a ghost. He taught Friedrich to play violin…"

"Und?" Gilbert frowned.

"Do you want to see him? Friedrich won't notice. You can take the evil bird with you too if it won't get us noticed."

"Gilbird isn't evil." The Prussian grumbled but got up to follow the girl.

"Sorry about the earlier by the way." Karin said quietly when they headed towards the boy's room.

"About what?"

"About not knowing what Prussia is. Friedrich told me. He told me too that our grandmother from mother's side was Prussian an-anc-…"

"Ancestry?"

"That's the word! But he didn't say anything else so I don't know…"

"It's alright kleine Frau."

"Here we are…" Karin crouched down by one of the doors which was ajar and motioned the ex-nation to do so too. "If you look at the mirror when Friedrich is playing violin you won't see his reflection but the ghost."

"Are you sure?" The albino whispered.

"Ja. If you want to get Friedrich's attention just knock on the doorframe. The ghost will disappear then but he might allow you to listen his playing." The girl said and sprinted then to the room next to the other one where the other two girls probably were. Gilbert looked at the door in front of him before standing up and opening it quietly. The room was silent since the boy playing was using an electronic violin which was attached to an amplifier which had a pair of headphones attached to it too. He was wearing those headphones so he wouldn't disturb anyone with his playing and seemed to be totally sucked into his playing. He had his eyes closed and was completely oblivious to the world around him.

Right next to him was a big full body mirror and Karin had been right. The boy's reflection wasn't seen on it even though from the angle Gilbert was watching the scene he should've been there. Instead it looked like it was completely different room at the other side of the mirror and on the place where Friedrich was supposed to stand was…

"Fritz…" Prussia breathed. He couldn't believe his eyes. Old Fritz was standing in this little boy's mirror and following his playing. Sometimes he seemed to be talking but the nation couldn't hear anything. The boy could though. Every time Fritz spoke, the kid nodded – keeping his eyes closed – but didn't stop playing. And what was the most amazing thing, Old Fritz wasn't how Prussia had last seen him: his health slowly deteriorating. He was full life in the reflection and much younger. Maybe in his thirties.

Knock, knock

Gilbert didn't even realize knocking. He had been just so spellbound by the sight that he didn't even notice his hand moving to knock the doorframe. The magic of the silence vanished. The reflection of the room changed. Fritz disappeared and Friedrich's image replaced it. The boy opened his eyes and looked up. He dropped the headphones off his ears.

"Oh, hello, Prussia." He smiled.

"You…"

"Der Alte Fritz is a good mentor, ja?"

"He is a good friend." The nation managed to say.

"That too."

"Can I listen?"

"Sure. I have a second set of headphones somewhere here…" The boy placed his violin on his bed and rummaged his drawer a minute before fishing out another pair of headphones. "Here." He gave them to the nation and plugged them on the amplifier. The boy put his own on his ears and picked up his violin.

"Flute Concerto No.3 in C major played with a violin." The boy said quietly and Prussia understood it was one of Old Fritz's own compositions. He sat on Friedrich's bed and closed his eyes. He could almost imagine being back at Sanssouci where his dear Fritz was playing flute.

"Preußen, nicht in der Vergangenheit zu verweilen. Freuen Sie sich.(Prussia don't dwell in the past. Look forward.)" Those were the words the boy said when it was the albino's time to leave. The nation understood the hidden message in it. He shouldn't come back to meet the boy again. Old Fritz wanted him to move on like he had done all these years and not to cling on those days of glory. They were great to remember but they were only past and nothing could bring them back. Not even ghosts.

"Danke, kleine Fritz." He ruffled the boy's hair.

"You are the only one allowed to call me that." The kid mumbled, annoyed but smiling when he watched the two nations leave. No one else than the two heard it. No one else needed to know the truth about the Old man.

A/N: I probably should put some translations here but all I used should be able to be understood by the context they were in. But if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. And yes I used Google translator in that last one but I double checked it and it shouldn't be too messed up...

The next chapter shall be about... I'm not sure. Maybe Miyako and Mariko or then something I haven't put into the timeline yet... But until next time then! Ciao!