"Brother, why are you always such a pain?" Germany put my arm on his shoulders and lifted me up. The bar I always went to had called him again about me causing trouble and being really drunk, so he came to get me.
"I don't know about being a pain but you put up with it because you care about me. Admit it. You worry about me." I smile at him barely able to walk. He had live with me ten years, not long enough to change him appearance,and already was annoyed about my coping methods.
We had a meeting with the goverment and some nations today. we had to explain to the nations that I had found him as I was conquring the german tribes and his name was already Ludwig, and that he happened to look like my decisded brother. This always stressed me out, so to deal with it I went out to drink.
"I put up with you because the goverment asks me to. You and your friends cause too much trouble to want to deal with you." Though his tone was harsh, I could see a spark of fondness in his eyes. I smiled but didn't argue.
I ruffled his hair. "Oh Luddy! I dont know what I would do if the goverment didn't make you put up with me." We reached our house and he dragged me in. With his hair messed up I could almost imagine that he had never gotten hurt in the battle.
He sighed and fixed he hair. I pouted but knew that wouldn't change anything. He liked his hair back, his cloes stright and ironed and the house clean. If something didn't fit his standrads he made it so it did. That was part of the reason he didn't come in my half of the house.
I past out on the couch until dinner. When I woke up it was to the sweet aroma of wurst and potatoes. Luddy knew that was the best thing to help my hangover mood. We eat in silence, the food was that good. Then we both broke into our wieghts and worked out. I enjoyed doing this, even when hungover, because it was these momemts where you can really tell we are brothers. He may have gotten taller then me but when we were exersizing we were both serious, entent, and moved in the same way.
He waved good night when we finished and I went and cleaned myself off. I put on clean clothes and listened in on Ludwig's bedroom. It was silent so I took that as meaning he was asleep.
I slipped in. And lyed on the bed next to him careful not to wake him, though it was doubtful since he was a deep sleeper. I turned to my side so I could watch him sleep. This was always my favorite part of the day. He went to bed with his hair wet every night not bothering to to fix it sincnce it would just get messed up in his sleep. He face was relaxed from it noraml serious expression. He looked just as he did when his was younger in his sleep.
He asked me once if he only liked my because he was once Holy Roman Emipre. I answered that I didn't. I like Germany for being germany. It was like askimg an identical twin if you liked them because the first one you met and like is not there anymore. Holy Rome amd Germany and two completly differnet people. Imet germany thourgh the letters we sent each other amd I like germam for how he is.
Now that doesn't mean I don't wish he was still Holy Rome on acation.