Neither Germany nor Prussia are capable of seeing the Gray Garden characters' supernatural aspects, i.e. horns, wings, etc. as they are not magicians and have no magical abilities. Italics are of course when they are speaking German.

May 19, 2016

Her head hurt, but that was the least of the demon's worries right now. The demon child gulped and broke out into a cold sweat. Out of all places, out of everything she could've landed on...

it had to be a tall tree. She was holding on to the branch and as if her life was on the line. (And to her it was.)

Seriously, what are the odds? What type of luck is she having? She'd rather fall in water!-although she can't swim. Water is better than heights. Much better. There was no chances of flying down with her wings. A demon with green bat wings, can't fly. Well, won't fly. The demon child whimpered in fear, shutting her eyes to block out the height distance from below. Her green but red-tipped tail wrapped around her waist in a form of comfort.

Yosafire can't fly down by herself. She's scared. Yosafire called out her best friend's name, hoping the angel was near by. "F-Froze?"

No answer.

The demon felt panicked, Yosafire tried again. "Frooooze? I don't want to fall! Froze!"

She can't stop trembling, her red hat shifted in its spot on the child's head. However, it did not fall down. That was perfect because the grim reminder would've freaked her out more.

OoooOoooOooo

Germany smiled slightly as Berlitz barked happily, tugging slightly at his leash as he tried to chase a fallen leaf. He was in a much better mood than normal, since Italy had been busy with his government for days and therefore couldn't possibly get into any trouble that he'd need bailing out from-

"-eeeeeee-"

Germany smacked a hand over his face. He'd spoken too soon. No doubt Italy had attempted to "surprise" him with a visit and gotten caught on something. A bush. A ditch. Cornered by an angry mouse or something equally (*cough* pathetic *cough*) endearing.

"Hang on!" he called wearily to the forest, wrapping Bertliz's leash more firmly around his wrist and setting off towards the sound.

OoooOoooOooo

"Ahhh...This is so unfair...Froze...Froze...where did you go...?" The young demon whimpered, slumping slightly but she jolted up straight when the girl heard someone else's voice. Not Froze, definitely not. Sounded masculine, and it came from another direction she didn't care about…Oh Yosafire can't see right-

"Glasses!"

Whoops.

The red glasses fell to the ground.

Lets see, her glasses are gone, Yosafire can't see and someone else is near who she doesn't want help from.

Greaaat.

Was he coming to her? Or something else? Hopefully the previous choice, Yosafire was praying for it. Her fear was still there, but the demon was stubborn. Stubborn enough to hold back tears of fear and hold pride. Yeah.

She can get out of this problem herself...

Yosafire moved a foot, she slipped, sliding a little off the wood. This resulted in the quick action of latching the rest of her body onto the branch the demon was residing on. "Nope. I can't move now!" she said aloud, unable to think straight. Fear was fully clouding her mind. Yosafire shakily sighed in disappointment.

Frooooze...

Where is that angel?! Her best friend was here right? ...Froze should be...

This will be a disaster without the frosty angel, Yosafire would be too bored without the blond. Who else could she annoy constantly with her antics?

The young demon wanted to cry, but she refused.

Germany paused as Bertliz barked quietly, nosing at a pair of glasses on the ground. He frowned and picked them up, turning the object over and over in his hands. Judging by the lack of grime and general dirt, it had been dropped recently. He just couldn't figure why Italy of all people might have dropped these-

Following the logical process, he looked up, and his jaw dropped as he saw a young female with green hair frantically clinging to a tree branch above him.

Gott in Himmel!

"Are you alright, fräulein?!"

"Nooo! I'm scared! I don't want to fall!" Yosafire cried out, sniffling quietly but all the while refused to look down. One look and she'll probably make a wrong move. Yosafire knew that already. The child didn't want to break the other one. It won't grow back. Etihw told Yosafire how it would take forever for the damaged horn to grow back. Her small red hat shifted.

Thousands of years they said, there was also the chance of it never growing again. The worst thing was, the pain from losing one...It was painful, very painful.

Yosafire can still remember her screams that day.

"Nooo! Let me down! I wanna get down! Froze!" Too scared to think straight, the child doesn't want to go through it again.

"Bertliz, bleibe." Germany said firmly, and the dog obediently sat, wagging his tail slightly with his tongue hanging out. He dropped the leash and looked up, mentally judging the distance as he walked closer to the tree. "If you let go, I can catch you. It's alright." he said reassuringly, sticking to English, since that was what the girl seemed to respond to. It wasn't all that far from the tree to the ground, he could easily catch someone that small.

Who's this "Froze" character though?

Yosafire waited a few moments to calm down, reassuring herself that this fall shouldn't break her only remaining horn. Relax... She still wasn't going to get down easily, so she had to trust this stranger.

A male.

Her pride…

Oh well, at least she could breathe fire. The demon was certain he couldn't do that. Even if she can't control it too well–

"O-ok...just be sure to keep your word, alright?!"

Yosafire sighed, and gripped her golden cross she wore around her neck. She whispered a prayer before shutting her eyes and jumping off the branch.

Germany caught the young girl with a small grunt, although he was balanced enough that he didn't stagger. She was oddly heavy for her size and shape. Putting her down carefully, he reached inside his pocket (where he had placed the red glasses he'd found) and held them out slightly. "These are yours, ja?" he asked politely, trying a smile. He wasn't very good with women, even when they were small children.

Yosafire squeaked when caught, but she was grateful. Usually she would joke around and say something like 'Nice catch!' but the child wasn't in the mood for it. The demon was in…stubborn mode.

Eyeing the glasses with caution, Yosafire quietly answered with a quick, "Yes, thank you." before snatching the object and quickly fleeing behind the tree.

She carefully dusted the glasses off from any remains (and his fingerprints) from the red item. After putting in on, she huffed and slowly peeked out her little 'hiding' place. The child's cheeks were puffed and her red eyes were narrowed in an either despising or suspicious manner.

Yosafire was content for just staring him down for now.

Germany kept the smile on, although he was already feeling uncertain. "Are you alright, fräulein? Er, are your parents nearby? Can I call them?" he tried reassuringly, although he did wonder a bit at the green hair.

She is far too young to have it dyed like that. What were her parents thinking?

Prussia would probably call him a stick in the mud again, citing that dying one's hair was "a creative way to work whatever minor awesomeness they've got since they can never compare to the awesome me", but that's the way he was raised. The red eyes didn't bother him as much, since Prussia (and others) he'd associated with many times already also had them.

Yosafire furrowed her eyebrows at the unknown word used but remained staring. "I'm all good..." The child's voice was low and untrusting. She blinked in confusion, pausing in her stubborn ways for a second. "Parents? Uh...never had any!" The green haired huffed. Pondering about the subject, she seemed to have lost her original train of thought.

"Do you have any parents?" she tilted her head in an curious but innocent manner. Yosafire never really talked about that subject...

Germany blinked a few times. Is she a new personification…? He thought hesitantly, ignoring Berlitz's quiet whining for attention. He hadn't heard of any newly formed countries.

"Er, not exactly. I have an elder brother though."

She jumped because the girl just noticed the dog there. Her attention came back quickly.

Yosafire's eyes sparkled with interest at the mention of a brother. She smiled, "Oh! What's he like? Is it annoying to have siblings? I have a friend who's over protective of her big sister! Yeesh, that girl can be so scary sometimes..."

Rawberry is laid back, but also not a force to be reckoned with –Yosafire knows that.

The green haired child respects the other demon to a degree. The two even spit jokes and play jokes from time to time. Double team pranking on Macarona last year was hardcore fun.

"Tell me!" Yosafire pouted with an excited grin.

Germany grew a slight gloom cloud at the mention of "sibling" and "annoying" in connection with Prussia. "Er…he's a bit overenthusiastic and usually very loud. Ever since his house was taken he's been living with me in my basement."

And he keeps ordering things in the middle of the night.

Germany then smiled slightly. "He's alright though. A bit boisterous, but well-meaning."

Yosafire laughed at this, grinning at him with a more friendly type of smile. "It sounds like you're close with him then! Awesome!" If it were meant to be, so be it. The child became interested in the dog again, and she stared at the animal in interest. Oh... Yosafire hadn't seen a dog look anything like that before. It was pretty cool.

A faint sparkle reflected in her red eyes. This could be a good or bad sign.

Germany noticed the look and smiled. "This is Berlitz. He's a Golden Retriever, so he's very friendly. He wouldn't mind if you petted him." he said invitingly as Berlitz, sensing he was being talked about, barked happily and wagged his tail furiously.

Golden Retriever? Well, the demon doesn't quite know much about dog breeds...or dogs for that manner.

Yosafire quickly made her way over to the dog and stared at the animal hesitantly. Then, she carefully started to pet the dog, smiling all the while because Yosafire decided Berlitz wouldn't hurt her for petting him. The child glanced back at the stranger. "He uh–doesn't look very golden." she commented innocently and with slight wonder. Then the girl hugged the dog very softly. "So cute! Oh gosh!" The green haired child was beaming in happiness.

Seems more fitting then her other stubborn attitude.

Bertliz decided that this small creature was a friend and barked happily, putting his paws in her lap and leaning forward to lick her face excitedly as his tail whipped back and forth, making Germany chuckle awkwardly and place one hand on the dog's head, pulling him away from Yosafire slightly. She had seemed to be somewhat shy, and he knew from experience that: small children + big enthusiastic dog was not always a good combination.

Yosafire giggled when the dog was finally off her face (Not that she minded). The demon blinked and straightened up with a serious face. "WaitAMinute!" the child abruptly stated really fast. She twirled on a foot with her red boots, direction, south. Yosafire put a finger to the air, pointing. "I sense Froze!" the green haired child declared with a small huff that held some sort of happiness.

Germany blinked twice. Froze…? Is that another new personification?

Bertliz whined, sensing that the small creature's attention had moved off the most important thing –him– and his large owner wasn't paying attention to him either.

"Who's Froze?" Germany asked, wrapping Bertliz's lead around his wrist again.

Yosafire turned back to the question with a smile. "Froze is my best friend! She's a little cold but she's only hiding her true feelings!" There was a small pun there, but she won't let the male know of it. It made the pun funnier to her.

Germany smiled hesitantly. "Well then, I suppose we should go find her, ja?"

Yosafire gave the man a salute. "Right!"

OoooOoooOooo

Prussia (the most awesome being in the known and unknown universe) slunk after West, being all ninja-like and keeping to the trees. So, his little baby Bruder thought he could escape his most awesome surveillance, did he? Well West was wrong, most wrong indeed!

"Kesese!"

OoooOoooOooo

Froze observed the sky for a moment, taking in the sight of clouds and feeling the soft breeze...Eh.

The blond found herself too tired to move. Did she use magic? No…Froze can't remember the last time she made ice cream with her ice magic. Well –it wasn't TOO long ago but... the young angel was exhausted. She felt weak, and her head hurt. Her icy blue eyes scanned where she was-but quickly closed them because everything was spinning. Froze went through her memories and only found the most recent to be a conversation with the god and devil. She can't remember past that…This weather...

Ice cream would be good right about now, then again, ice cream is good in any weather. She snorted lightly and slowly picked herself up, dusting off her gray and white vest and noting her staff was gone. Well...at least Froze had her hat?

After getting over her dizziness and faint pain, the blond used her wings to reach the trees. Froze was unable to tell if this place had any other beings with wings. The fastest way to reach Yosafire and avoid being spotted was by trees. ...Trees it is then.

There was also her 'Froze Sense', meaning how Froze is able to sense when Yosafire is in trouble. It works at random though, but the demon always talked about it to the angel and never shut up about it. Eventually Froze's best friend named it the 'Froze Sense' and Froze left it like that.

Not that she liked it or anything...Uh.

Yosafire was usually the agile one, but Froze can tree jump as well. Minus the fact the demon won't fly, Yosafire was skilled with speed.

Just as Froze is skilled with her magic and control in flight.

The blond seemed to have fun jumping tree to tree, she was always softening her land with the flap of her white wings but leaping with far too easy. Froze liked the feeling.

She blinked and looked up when the child heard a faint –laugh?

Was that a laugh? Really?

OoooOoooOooo

To be honest, it had been completely arbitrary. Prussia had been busy with being awesome (playing video games) and then after going upstairs to find some beer to fuel his awesomeness (after getting stuck on a level), he discovered that West had left a note that said he'd gone to walk Bertliz. His first reaction was of course unhallowed glee (now he could do whatever he wanted and the consequences would be delayed for at least thirty minutes!), but his second had been peevishness. Who was West to go walking the dogs without asking to see if his totally awesome Bruder wanted to come with?

Well, not today, West! Not today.

So, knowing Luddy's most favorite route, Prussia had set off in sneaky pursuit, using his badass ninja skills to remain undetected. (Which ordinarily would not have have been a problem for his awesomeness, but West had one of the dogs with him and Bertliz had a lot better sense of smell than most of Prussia's usual victims.)

"Kesese, loser! You'll never escape the awesome Prussia!" the albino muttered to himself, jumping into another tree.

OoooOoooOooo

Moving a little quicker, Froze found it hard to simply not relay on her wings alone. She decided to find whoever voice that strange noise (Refusing to call it a laugh or even a snicker) that the child heard not too long ago. The normally stoic angel kept a serious expression to remain being concentrated.

Froze eventually found him-although it took a bit of looking around for the ...Human? (Isn't that what the books called them?) Froze was only shocked that he could move so easily without breaking any branches. Not that she's done that before during her training with Mr. Wodahs and Miss Grora-Nope!

Anyway, this little showing proved dangerous to her because Froze does not know where Yosafire was nor did the angel know why this being was being so...sneaky. The young angel could guess something logical but...

The blond doesn't like to risk things, or wait things out. Not if its with Yosafire. ...Froze decided to stop him here, she internally apologized.

Huffing to herself, Froze formed about seven snowballs that floated around her hands. Eyes narrowing, the child quickly hopped a few trees before she managed a swinging movement.

The snowballs fired at her target.

Prussia paused in his sneaky slinking, hearing a slight whooshing sound. What in the hell is that…?

Splat!

"Gott Verdammt!"

Prussia spluttered as he was attacked by snowballs of all the ridiculous things (it was summer!), nearly falling off the branch he was on.

"Who dares to attack the awesome Prussia!?" he shouted indignantly, clinging to the snow-spattered wood with his legs hanging off into space. Screw keeping quiet, he had found either a bitter enemy or an awesome sidekick!

Froze blinked at his speech. She hasn't really...heard anyone declare themselves 'awesome' in a sentence. Well, Lady Etihw tends to do something similar but thats when the god is playing around. Does this mean the man was talking in third person. Why? Oh, no matter. After finally getting closer until she was in the line of his sight, the child ended up staring at him with her normal stoic expression. Froze didn't speak for a moment, but instead raised her hand for a few moments before putting it back down. "I did."

She briefly wondered how Lady Etihw was doing...

Prussia stopped flailing his legs around, staring at the small child clinging to a different branch. "Two things, fräulien." he said, his face becoming deadpan. "One, why? Two, what are you doing up here, attacking the awesome me and nearly making me lose my awesome balance?"

By this point, the young angel knew she somewhat messed up. The child became flustered despite her stoic expression, the girl seemed to glaze somewhere else before looking back at him. Froze finally responded with, "I have my reasons." and "I could ask you the same second question, minus the attacking part." she said coldly.

Safe to say, Froze didn't want to deal with this conversation because she was already regretting hitting the other with snowballs. Even if the angel found some sort of enjoyment from it. She's not sadistic...Froze was sure of it. It was fun to jump tree to tree while aiming as well. The angel liked flying better though. It meant more stability.

Prussia finished clambering back up onto the branch as she spoke, and he puffed out his chest importantly. "I am the awesome Prussia!" he crowed loudly, figuring that stealth at this point was probably pointless. "And I am spying on my unawesome brother West because he thought he could leave the house without telling the awesome me!"

Even though he left a note telling him exactly where he'd gone.

He was intrigued by this small, potentially awesome/unawesome child though. For one thing, she had given a very good diplomatic answer for her age, and for another, she had somehow gotten snowballs in summer.

The albino went slightly paler. Oh crap oh crap oh crap what if's she's another one of Russia's?! One of those crazy subordinates he has!?

Froze nodded once at this answer. "I see..." her embarrassment faded and the young child silently sighed at his loudness. Annoying. She also found that explanation to be idiotic, but the she won't say that. "I'm apologize for disturbing you." Froze stayed quiet but spoke up shortly. "Are you alright?"

The child was hesitant for asking this.

Prussia threw his head back and laughed. "Kesese! I am the awesome Prussia, of course I'm alright!" he boasted, reassured by her question that she was not one of the unawesome scarf-wearing demon's minions. The small one was especially suspicious, Lativate* or whatever his name was. Nobody could be that blunt and still be a living subordinate of Ivan's. Maybe it was all a reverse conspiracy and the short little shrimp was actually in control of everything. Creepy.

"Right..." Froze gave a waving gesture with her hand. "I'll leave you alone to spy on your brother then..." She didn't want to get caught up in his weirdness. She gave him an almost bored look. The blond already decided that Prussia was more annoying than Yosafire could ever be. She didn't even know that could be possible. The angel barely knew this man but she could tell he was 'unique.'

Who in the name of Etihw calls declares themselves out righteously awesome anyways? Etihw, are all humans like this? Froze hoped not.

Prussia bristled slightly at her unimpressed attitude. "Its not like you've got anything better to do." he said with a dismissive snort, folding his arms across his chest. "You're up here too, aren't you?"

"Its far better than stalking your brother." Froze commented drily but quickly changed her answer. "I was looking for my friend." The child's blue eyes glanced somewhere else. "I'd very well like to go back to that."

Froze plans on doing just that. Seriously, if he's just going to waste her time, the angel will just pelt him with more snowballs. Oh, wait, she isn't being fair...Oh well, fair is fair. She has the dice.

Prussia perked up. "Hey, my Bruder probably knows where they are!"

After all, since they were both in Germany and West was still a powerful nation, he could probably find this snowball-throwing pipsqueak's friend lickety-split. Having someone who could chuck snowballs out of nowhere would be a good asset if he ever decided to attack that crazyface Russia again.

Froze also perked up at this, "Really?" the child is guessing 'Bruder' is 'Brother'. Froze shifted uncomfortably but nodded to herself in agreement. "We should locate him quickly then." If Prussia's brother hasn't gotten far, this should be easy.

The blond silently decided to pelt Prussia with snowballs again if he tried anything –she was only being cautious.

Prussia grinned and grabbed the small child around the waist, jumping to another tree branch, searching for the sound of Bertliz's barking. "Right! Look out look out wherever you are, we're coming for you West!"

Froze flushed at this action and covered her face with her hands. "M-Must you do this?!" she protested, but the blond didn't struggle in fear of falling down. It's a good thing her hat doesn't fall off easily...

"Yup! We're in a hurry, and since I'm the awesome Prussia I can move the fastest!" the albino boasted, jumping to another branch. They were getting closer!

Froze remained silent after that because she became busy in keeping her mouth shut from spitting any nasty comments about this uncomfortable experience.

OoooOoooOooo

Yosafire blinked and lightly tugged Germany's hand. "Yo. I think too many trees can be a bad thing. Who knows what could lurk in them?" the demon was half joking, but held unease.

Germany scratched his head. "Well, there are not many scary things I know of lurk in trees." he said uncertainly, running through his lists of folklore. The first thing that came to mind was the Krampus, which was known to snatch naughty children, but not only was it nowhere near Christmas, Yosafire seemed to be a very obedient and well-behaved youngster.

"Really? Well..." Yosafire put her hand to her chin. "Hm...I know one." Nodding in silence the red eyed child continued. "One time, I couldn't sleep, so I went to Lost Woods. Probably not the best idea since it was the middle of the night and all, but anyways..." Yosafire chuckled nervously. "Naturally I got lost...and I ended up in this brown cave. It had weird markings so I found it pretty cool. I guess the only weird thing was when I found a box of chocolates in there." Yosafire coughed. "Later on, after I left the cool place, I was attacked by this bat."

A blow to her pride but now the child decided to add, "It was literally on fire! Seriously! I was amazed but that cut short once I noticed the way it was looking at me! Aaaand then it started to attack. Pretty ride bat if you ask me. I got burned and those bites stung while I fought back. Not fun." She grumbled at the last bit. A spark ignited in her eyes. "I eventually fought it off and had Froze come get me! (Even if it did take a while.) My victory was shared with chocolates! Totally worth it!"

Perhaps the scolding she received from Froze made it a night to remember. The angel had been so worried and the demon was enjoying every last second of it. Yosafire let out a small huff that showed the end if the small story. "Like I said. Dangerous things. Its worse if you can't see them though." Yosafire commented before laughing at her own inside joke.

"…" Germany stared silently at the young girl, wondering if she was perhaps one of England's mythical friends. Or just plain kooky. He'd yet to hear of even the most remote possibility of a flaming bat big enough to attack people, even small children, and these "Lost Woods" were on no English-labeled map as far as he knew. (Which was a lot more than you might think. He'd read a lot of English maps during the war; know thine enemy and whatnot.)

"The danger you can't see is always the worst." he agreed, figuring it would not hurt to humor her, and he did technically get the gist of her nonsensical story. Bertliz barked, as if in agreement, and wagged his tail furiously.

Yosafire seemed oblivious to the fact the other didn't believe her. "Yep!" She hummed in thought, "I'd take it in again if I had too though. I'm prepared this time." the demon pushed up her glasses with a triumph huff and grin. "Fire resistance is my thing after all~" Sorta, but he doesn't have to know that.

Yosafire blinked and looked over at the blue eyes man. "Oh. Sorry, forgot to introduce myself." She raised a hand playfully, her near hostile personality long vanished. "Call me Yosafire!"

Germany blinked a bit at the "fire resistance is my thing", but remembered his manners and smiled, kneeling down and holding out his hand. "The name is Germany. Its a pleasure to meet you."

The green haired child was quick to shake Germany's hand. Yosafire grinned. "Yeah, sure!" the demon seemed joyful a minute more before stretching. "Its a nice day out though. Too bad I don't have my watering can." she commented.

"Kesese! Success!" Prussia crowed, cupping his hands like binoculars and looking through them at the nearby clearing. He had since dropped Froze on the branch beside him. "I, the awesome Prussia, have found West!" He grinned at the grumpy-looking green-haired Kind. "And it looks like your weird friend is with him too!"

Froze took a moment to catch her breath even if she didn't do most of the work, it was a scare, refusing to even look at Prussia. The blond quietly breathed air, keeping herself up. Froze almost wanted to defend Yosafire. She didn't have long to recover though. Only a few seconds to react, and the frosty angel was too slow.

Yosafire noticed her best friend's presence almost immediately. She whipped around and rounded to the direction of where her senses best told truth. The green haired child brightened just as fast and nearly gushed. "Froze!~" Forgetting all her fears, the demon bolted away in the other two's direction. It was as if gravity didn't exist, because the red eye'd demon ran up the tree and tackle hugged Froze right off it, the blond gaping at the sudden action as the two children fell off.

Not the angel's best moment.

Thump

Neither were harmed,mainly Yosafire was fine since Froze took most of the recoil and Yosafire was still hugging her best friend tightly. "Aw Froze, I missed you! I even called you, for you know?! I was stuck in a treeee! Those things are high! Ah, but I got saved by Germany…so it's all good!" Yosafire rambled on to the blond but Froze only nodded, being slightly winded.

Both nations blinked at the exuberance of the greeting, although they had –extremely– different reactions after that.

"Are you two alright?!" Germany gasped in concern, darting over to the two fallen children. Bertliz barked and followed.

"Kesese! That's what you get for hitting the awesome Prussia with snowballs, fräulien!" Prussia cackled from the trees above, grinning in victory as he folded his arms. Looks like karma works after all.

Both were silent until Yosafire chirped, "Just fine!" and Froze quietly said, "I'm alright, it wasn't that big of a fall..."

Yosafire was quick to stand up and pull Froze on her feet. The angel grunted something but Yosafire didn't catch it. Her attention was on the one who brought Froze over to them. "..." albino hair...that could only mean one thing! Either he's as cool as the Old man...Or he's uncool and bossy as Miss Grief!

Froze dusted herself off and glared at Prussia before looking back at the other blond. She bowed her head slightly in apology. "I'm very sorry for the trouble Yosafire might have caused."

Said demon was quick to round herself back to the angel with a shocked expression. "H-hey! I don't do anything yet!" Yosafire sputtered.

Germany breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the familiar cackle. "Prussia, what on earth are you doing out here?" he asked in exasperation, and the albino expertly leaped out of the trees to land beside the others, placing his hands on his hips and throwing his head back to cackle again.

"Kesese! I'm the awesome Prussia, I can go wherever I want!" he proclaimed triumphantly, which Germany translated to "I was bored and decided to follow (stalk) you for no reason again."

He sighed in exasperation, but there was very little he could do to deter Prussia's antics.

Bertliz, who did not share his master's irritation, barked happily and bounded over to Prussia, demanding to be petted as his tail whipped back and forth. (To which Prussia obliged with yet another face-splitting grin.)

Froze looked at the dog in interest, she hasn't seen a dog like that before…it was cute. Red spread to her cheeks and the young angel wanted to pet it –but she would refrain…for now.

It would be stupid of her to show weakness in front of these strangers.

Yosafire grinned and roughly patted Froze's back, resulting in the latter jumping slightly from the sudden contact. "Chill out, Froze!" It seemed the demon knew what her best friend was debating about. The green haired decided not to pry. The only thing Yosafire could offer was reassurance.

Prussia grinned and beckoned to the two children towards him and Bertliz. "Hey Damen, don't be shy! This is Bertliz, he's one of West's dogs."

"No, thank you." Froze muttered, looking away.

"Aw." Yosafire blew a raspberry at Froze before skipping back over to the dog and the child decided to pet Bertliz once more. "He's so awesome, and cool!" she giggled and resisted hugging the dog, settling for just giving the animal pats and pets. It reminded Yosafire how much she wanted to own a dog.

There weren't really any pets at the village though…however, there were two cats that the demon saw a few times. One black, one white. The black one led her to the chocolates in that cave –oh. Yosafire forgot to tell Germany that...Oh well.

Prussia grinned in triumph and stood, ignoring Germany's suspicious gaze burning into his back. Germany fixed that problem by grabbing his elder brother by the ear and tugging him backwards. "Please tell me you did not traumatize the young lady you arrived here with." he hissed urgently in Prussia's ear, and the albino laughed nervously. "C'mon brohaus, how should I know how much awesomeness one little girl can handle?! The awesome Prussia makes no allowances for weakne-urk!"

The former nation clawed frantically and dramatically at the air as Germany caught him in a chokehold, shouting at his brother furiously. "Prussia I swear to god if I get another therapy bill-!"

The two children had comical question marks over their heads as this exchange went on. Froze more stoic than Yosafire's curious expression at this language.

Yosafire snorted, turning to Froze. "You know, these two remind me a little of Grora and Wodahs." the demon whispered and the blond blinked in confusion.

"Those two aren't siblings..." Although their gray hair and black eye patches make them look like brother and sister. Froze silently admitted.

"Oooh. Guess you're right." Yosafire nodded twice and winced at the new action Germany was doing to the albino.

OoooOoooO

A hand slamed down on the desk, an angel was her gray hair in pig tails glared at the head angel. "Hey. I know we're in a serious situation, but hear me out..."

"What is it now, Grora?" Wodahs stared at her with an impassive expression, looking up from his paperwork to see the problem.

"Heal your damn eye already! Or change your eyepatch! Etihw, I can't take this anymore! You know what the devil said yesterday?! He said we looked too similar to tell the difference! Come on!"

"I already told you..." Irritation was starting to on his face.

Then...both sneezed.

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"Like I said, siblings. Do siblings act like this?"

"Yosaf, I don't know these things."

"I thought you knew everything!"

Prussia struggled out of Germany's grip and went to comfort (*cough* hide behind *cough*) the two traumatized children. "Leave the awesome Prussia alone!" he yelped defensively, and Germany growled out a sigh, smoothing his blonde hair back with both hands in an attempt to calm himself down.

"Well, we can't just stand around in a forest all day." he said with forced calm, reverting back to English as he looked at the two young girls. "Were you traveling somewhere, or do you have a place to stay nearby?"

"Neither!" Yosafire chirped before Froze could say a word. The angel glared at Yosafire, who was oblivious to the nasty stare.

It wasn't really long until Yosafire broke into a cold sweat, not so oblivious to her best friends glare anymore.. "U-Uh-B-but that's because we never came here before! S-so we don't know where to go..." The green haired rubbed the back of her head in slight distress.

Froze ceased her glaring, looking away to stare at a tree, the blond child finding it to be a calming sight on the piece of nature.

Germany sighed and straightened his collar. Not that it wasn't perfect already, he just needed something to do with his hands. "If it's no trouble, the two of you can spend the night in our home before you go out and get your bearings."

He sent a warning glare towards Prussia, who looked conspicuously innocent.

"Really? Heck yeah! We accept your invitation!" Yosafire cheered, eyes bright. She ignored the weird look Froze sent her, deciding that the angel will forever be a killjoy. This was like a sleepover! Yosafire hasn't had one of those in a long time! The green haired demon was overly excited. This place wasn't too bad.

Germany smiled awkwardly and grabbed Gilbert by the collar and Bertliz by his leash, turning back the way he had originally come. "Well then, if you would please follow me."

Yosafire pulled her best friend along and skipped to meet up with Germany. Froze didn't quite like getting dragged like this but it was better than the experience with Prussia.

She'll deal with him later.

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