This is my plot but the characters are not mine.
"What someone says."
What they think; you guess who.
Languages used Italian and German
Author's Note: I'm not dead just barely graduated high school (I PROCRASTINATED AND IT NEARLY KILLED ME) and I'm now in community college. Financially, there is somewhat stability but it's still a work in progress. Updates will be infrequent but longer (4000+ words per chapter) also this is as accurate as wiki.
Interessant
Hungary's pov:
First thing Italy did when we entered her room was dive into the bed of cotton blankets, and pillows. My spoiled Tally, you missed this for sure. "Ve~." I sit down at the edge of the bed, and begin to feel nostalgic. "You seem to be at home, it's a shame that you can't stay with us like back in the old days." She hums in response, not having much energy to hold a conversation with her old caretaker. ~Poor thing~ "I know you're tired little one, but don't think I missed how Germany called you Mona." There's only silence from the italian. "All in all nothing's changed, sure it's just me and Rodrich but at least I have civilized companionship. Especially during this hell. 'Sigh' I sometimes wish I could take up arms with my soldiers again, but such are the drawbacks of being female 'Hmmm'... I'll see if Roderich wouldn't mind having a punching-bag installed." A soft hum is all I hear from Italy.
~It's been difficult for you hasn't it little one. You've become a doctor, currently on the run from your own government, traveled to other countries, and have kept yourself a secret for this long. Honestly, all of this would have given any of us ladies gray hair!~ 'Giggle'
I stay with her for a while longer till she's asleep. Once out of her room, I close the door. I see Germany to the left of me and approach him with firm face. "I have few questions I wish to ask you, in exchange if you have any questions while caring for Italy, you can send them to me." ~Lets see what my little one means to you~ He nodded.
"Did you and Tally know each before today?"
"Yes."
"Were you close?"
"We kept each other company at parties."
"Did you know what she was?"
"We didn't know that the other was a nation."
"How do you feel?"
"I have a responsibility to carry and a duty to follow, therefore how I feel is of little consequence."
'Giggle' ~You're quite the actor~ "I have a feeling that you're going to eat those words one day. Little Tally just has that effect on people." I walk away leaving the soldier to his own devices. If he is wise, he will heed my advice, and take good care of my little one. Italy isn't the only nation I've taken care of, but she was one of the most precious. Like any woman who knows motherhood, I want my child to be safe. This is the war to change all wars from here on out… please be safe my little ones.
Time skip to Germany's House and switch to his pov:
~This is highly impractical~
"Five suitcases, a trunk, and a handbag… I'll take the trunk and three of the suitcases, but you will have to handle the rest on your own." I said while reaching for the largest of the luggage from the truck. Had the italian packed what was necessary in one suitcase we would not need a truck, and to make matters worse, it's gathering too much attention from the civilians.
"Well aren't you the gentleman."
"Quit the sass, and hurry up. There is a meeting we have to attend in two hours. Though you don't technically have to be there."
"We just got here, and they except for you to be back at work? I at least need to take a siesta."
"Then hurry up."
Re-adjustment or not, this meeting cannot be missed.
The travel to Berlin was quiet at least, and I got to catch up some much needed sleep thanks to the extra man power. We could have gotten here earlier if there wasn't an insistence on having so unnecessary baggage, and by my own allies at that. Before we left I had written to my brother with the five marks sealed inside.
~Hopefully, he won't badger me about it when I see him again.~
My home is in Berlin, and although it is not much compared to other countries it's mine. A basic brick two story house on the corner of the block of other houses designed just like it. The front has four long windows, two on each floor, and three on the open left side. Inside there are two bathrooms, a kitchen, living room, three bedrooms, basement, and a small yard in the front. First floor has the one of the rooms that I use as a study, and a guest bath. A wall sections off the stairs, hallway, kitchen, and living room making everything is in its own space. Second floor has the remaining rooms and bath
~Her space will have to be in the guest room up stairs.~
It's quiet between us, which is perfect as work gets done faster in silence. When all of her luggage was finally up she plopped onto the bed sighing a "Ve~." Thankfully there was enough time for me to re-dress and have a snack before shipping out. The truck had left, and there was a different escort vehicle with two extra officers... but no prisoner.
"You two are to stay here, and keep an eye on the prisoner. Although a woman, be on guard, she is still an enemy."
"Yes sir!"
~If she is not on time then she doesn't get to go.~
Once seated, I tell the driver to go on to Headquarters. Ten minutes til arrival, and an extra twenty minutes till the meeting.
"Just getting back in, Captain?"
"Yes."
"...I was briefed that we would have another passenger, is there a reason he isn't here?"
"It was a prisoner, and she was late so she doesn't get to go."
"A woman?"
This soldier asks to many questions… but now that I have a better look at him, he appears much to young. He shouldn't even be working much less being enlisted.
"Here is a question for you. How is it that you're here and not in school?"
"I enlisted, it's not that hard."
"It is obvious you are not even eighteen,and maybe sixteen at best"
"And that, just proves you haven't heard about what's been happening on the homefront."
The conversion ends there. We stop at an intersection, halfway to Headquarters, when the car door on my right opens.
"What in-"
"You said WE! Not just you, we, had to go to that meeting! But you left and didn't even bother to wake me up! Why did you leave without me?!"
"You weren't there on time! Also how are you even here; I left guards!"
"I got out through the window and ran for it! You made me, a pretty lady, jump out of a window and run!"
"YOU. ARE. A. PRISONER!"
"...Captain?"
"YES!"
"What is going on between you and the... pretty lady?"
"Ve~ Thank you bambino." ; )
~Gott en himmel,~ "Just keep driving, and you, italian, keep quiet." ~… I need a bar~
The rest of the way was silent, and upon arrival I rushed us both into headquarters. There was a few men posted outside of the meeting room and one was-
"Hey! Bruder! It's awesome me!"
"Wunderbar." ~Please note my sarcasm here.~
"And thanks for the marks. Oh, where are my manners."
He walked over, grabbed the italian's hand, and gave it a kiss on her knuckles.
"Gilbert! Need I remind you that this woman is the enemy!"
But my warning was ignored. They even started their own conversation.
"Gilbert, it's been ages! How are you?"
'Keseseseses' "Sorry kleine dame, you may be cute but you're still mein enemy."
"Oh no! You caught me! Time to surrender. Do you have a stick and white sheet? I need to make a flag."
"I wouldn't recommend that either in your position. Mein kleiner bruder has very mean bosses. So, how did Ludwig catch you? Not even Francis could track you, much less know this little secret."
"He was actually more of my rescuer than trapper. Parliament thought it would be a good idea to kill me. Luckily, fratello got the information to Mrs. Hungary in time."
~ Hold on…~
"Congratulations! You are now officially a mature nation. A lot of us mature nations were nearly killed by our own at least once or twice. You need to keep up with mein awesome Lud, or this little girl might beat you. Hölle, she already is by being cute." 'Keseseseses'
"If you are such a recluse, Italian, then explain how your fratello transmitted such information without getting caught?"
She turned to be with a face that, internally, made me flinch.
"What makes you think I would even tell you? Please I am just salivating to know. And you know how to address me, so use them. These derogatory terms are unnecessary."
Italy says this to me with calm voice, but I know better then to believe her tone. Her eyes show the real intention of her words. There is a standoff between us to see who cracks first, but Gilbert steps in cutting the tension.
"Okay, okay, that's quite enough children. Hey, Feliciana, why don't you sit down on the bench over there; alright? Last I checked heals were not a fun thing to wear."
She offers my brother a small smile before obliging his request. Gilbert then ushers me over to the soldiers who were previously forgotten by us. They see us coming towards them, so the straighten out a bit for greetings.
"Captain Ludwig Beilschmidt, lieutenants Hanberg and Stein of the Prussian Army."
Proper salutes all around. Hanberg seemed to have barley hit the height requirement and Stein looked around his fifties.
"So this is the infamous little brother Prussia?"
~ Red Flag! ~
"Easy there kleiner bruder, they're part of my personally trained brigade. Clearance all the way."
~ Give me a heart attack why don't you. ~
It was after Francy Pants' "revolution," that a silent agreement among the nation kind were to be kept secret from the human populous. Only the highest personnel in our governments, and cleared humans know of me and my brother. I can't say the same for others, but there should be some sort of boundaries between us and the civilian humans.
"Hello I am Germany."
Stein looked between us and Italy before speaking. "And the lady, she is Italy?"
"Looked like the you two have met before? Old lover?"
'Keseseseses' "oh, this I want to know."
I answer to the point, but they don't seem to be satisfied with it. They continue to pester me till the meeting was called. Italy came to us without question and walked through the doors ahead.
