Chapter 5
HEEEEEY So I'm updating my fanfictions once again! Thanks to all of you guys who wrote Reviews! You really pushed me to write this again! Also I'm going to be using more of their humans names but still stick to calling them Germany and what not. Also the tense will be A LOT more constant. SO… Enjoy~ And I have decided to make this about world war two… I don't know why. I just had the people to so. Austria will be coming back in either here or next chapter and a few others will pop in. Also I write this before and during writing so… yeah!

Looking up at the Italian, she found nothing staring back but the side of his head. Her lips were parted in slight shock. Was he…? No… he couldn't be evil.

"Damn whore! When I call you, you come… COME!" Ludwig shouted, his voice shaking with insanity. She mumbled an apology and walked over to him. He grabbed her face and pulled it down towards himself. "Damn Hungarian. Get me the coffee." He snapped.

The entire time, his eyes were on Prussia, watching to see what he'd do. And sure enough, he tensed. Germany smirked and pushed her away harshly. "Never mind. I don't want you to break anything else."

As the female landed, she felt her knee come out of the socket. She tensed up in pain, letting out a whimper. "Y-Yessir." She said, standing.

Lovino looked at the girl, she was strong. He could tell, it was freighting how strong she was at times. He sighed and looked away from her as the door to the kitchen open. "DOISTU!" A loud voice called.

All three men at the table seemed to sigh at the same time. "Fratello you little shit! Be quiet!" Lovino called to his brother.

Italy looked over at his brother then finally noticed the woman. "MISS. HUNGARY!" He screamed and hugged her.

It hurt the small woman because of the recent injury she had received, but she smiled and hugged him back. "Hello Feli. You seem to be doing well!"

"Italy! Get away from her!" Ludwig barked, standing, seeming to suddenly get angry. He made her jump, why did he just suddenly yell?

"But Doistu…" Italy pouted, letting her go and stepping towards the man. Ludwig wrapped a protective arm around the small Italian and kissed his head.

"She's a diseased animal." Germany told the small man.

"I BEG YOUR PARDON!" She snapped, slamming down the coffee pitcher. Everyone's attention was centered on the woman. She had forgotten about her injuries completely now. "You have NO right to call me that! I am a person too! My people are people. You better not forget that Ludwig. Take a moment right now to remember who raised your lover… and yourself." She pushed past them.

Once she left, the room became quiet. Prussia was glaring at his brother. "You just had to push it. You and your crazy boss. Get a hold of yourself Lud." Gilbert pushed past him towards Eliza.

Germany glanced over at Romano who shook his head, "Damn potato bastard." He commented and sat down, eating his breakfast again. Italy noticed the bacon and smiled, eating.

Ludwig looked back at the door, "That damn bitch."