There's an... owl... at my window?!
Germany awoke with a start, only to find that there was a rather annoying tapping against one of his bedroom windows. Half asleep, he checked the clock. 'Half past four in the morning' he noted. He walked over to the window, thinking the tapping was simply a branch, and pulled aside the curtains to open it.
He did not expect a large spotted owl to fly into his room, followed by an even larger white owl. Each of them had a rolled paper in its talons, Germany noticed, after getting over his initial shock. He was extremely confused, but the spotted owl lifted it's leg as if beckoning him to take it the paper. Gently, he reached out to take it, which read:
'Dear Ludwig,
There are a few things we need to talk about, but due to certain security risks, I can't say them here. I need someone, or a group of someones, to help me with a rather special task. I can't tell you exactly what it is yet, but you do have the right to decline. Please send your response back with the owl, telling me when you are available should you choose to accept.
Sincerely,
Arthur Kirkland'
Germany, or the so called Ludwig, could guess a few of these security concerns, like, or example, having the message dropped mid-flight. After reading the full letter, he felt his curiosity begin to creep out. What was this task? Why could England not talk about it?
Feeling almost annoyed at the lack of information, he decided to write back.
'Arthur,
I am available from two p.m to seven p.m on Monday, Tuesday and Thursday.
Ludwig'
It was short, it was straight to the point, it was everything it needed to be. He then turned back to the owls now resting on the end of his bed. He briefly wondered how one went about attaching a letter to the bird without being scratched, but he saw how the other owl carried it's letter, so he copied that. It seemed to work, and the owl flew out the minute Germany opened his window.
Looking at the other owl, he reached to take the letter from it. Unravelling the paper, it appeared to be the exact same format and wording as his, although where his had said Ludwig, this one said Gilbert.
He read it over (partially to see if it was, indeed, the same letter, and partially to memorize the words) while walking over to Prussia's room, where he not so gently shook his brother awake (which ended up being an ordeal, as Prussia was somewhat a heavy sleeper). Once Prussia was awake, though groggy, Germany gave him the letter and told him to write back just as he had done.
When that letter was complete, they gave it to the remaining owl, and watched it fly off before returning to their beds and promptly falling back to sleep.
Germany woke up later with the perplexing feeling that he had to watch out for falling pieces of parchment.