Prussia had to go back to Austria's house to sort out the Germania story. He would've brought Ludwig with him but he began to fuss and cry. So he asked Belgium to look after him while he was away. Belgium agreed happily. There was a lot of talk about the little boy and she wanted to meet him.
She, however, did not expect for Ludwig to catch a fever. Belgium was tucking in the child, who was coughing continuously and had a high fever. "Ludwig darling," Belgium asked as she put a cold towel over his forehead. "How are you feeling?" Ludwig looked up and smiled in response. "You're feeling better?" the boy nodded, "Oh that's wonderful!" Belgium exclaimed, relieved. She had called Denmark to come over because she didn't want Ludwig to be alone and she had to tend to the chores.
"What's up, little sister?" Denmark walked into the room casually. "I heard the Ludwig got sick." Denmark said as he placed his palm on Ludwig's forehead. "You're scorching hot. Were you playing outside in bad weather?"
"Maybe." Ludwig said softly.
Denmark laughed as he pulled out a book from his back. "I'll take over from here, Belgium." He said, gesturing her that she can leave. Denmark turned around to Ludwig and grinned. "Do you know the story about Holger Danske? If not, I'll tell you right now."
A/N- I swear I'm not dead.