Germania watched the two children who were now sitting on the kitchen ground snapping peas and putting them into a bowl. He had them help, because it was easier for him to keep a watchful eye. As he added some seasoning to the bird, and rubbed it in, massaging the spices and letting them sit. Once he was finished, he walked over and sat down in a chair by the boys. Ludie was doing his best, putting the peas in the boy, whilst making a mess, and Gilbert proudly took his job to the utmost serious level. He looked up at Germania and smiled.

"Vati! Can we have a fire tonight? Outside…look its still nice out, can we please?" It was indeed still lovely weather, and it was the time when Willahelm knew the children would be most excited. He gave the child a nod, and put a hand on his head.

"Yes little one…but we must prepare dinner, and then clean up, only then will we have a fire. Come, take this peas, and go wash them by the pump. After that, bring them back to me." He looked over to the smaller child. "Ludwig…stay here close to me.

Gilbert got up, and took the filled basket. It was not very heavy, and he considered this an important job to accomplish for his Vati. He walked over to the water pump and splashed some water on the produce. Once that was done, he lugged the basket back inside, and set it on the floor. Germania was now setting the two birds into a large caldron, He had it filled with water, and lit a small fire underneath it. Once the birds were put in, he added some cut potatoes, and had the ingredients simmer. Turning back to the boys, he raised an eyebrow and looked at both of the states of their appearances.

"Alright you two…with the hunting, and the pea snapping, I believe the two of you are in need of another bath. Come now, both of you follow me, and I don't want to hear any excuses." He held out a hand, and little Ludwig took a hand, and Gilbert not wanting to object dragged his feet along.

They arrived in the washroom, and both stripped, were put in the luke warm water. Germania scrubbed them both, washed their hair, and then once it was over, towel dried them. Ludwig stood there shivering, and waited until the summer air rolled in. Willahelm dressed them both in their night shirts, as they would most likely go to bed after the bonfire anyways, and then they all walked back towards the kitchen. Releasing his hand. Ludwig dropped to the floor and sat down. He was content on staying quiet and playing with his wooden blocks. Gilbert wanted to be where the action was, and that was seeing how well his dinner was cooking. Germania was looking over the bubbling pot and then took notice of the child standing by him.

"Yes Gilbert…what do you want?" He cast an eye on the child, but then continued stirring. Gilbert was just so curious, and wanted to help as much as possible.

"Vati…when is the dinner going to be ready? I want it to be ready now!" During some times in the night, Gilbert would have a habit of pestering Germania to a point where he had no choice but to send the child to bed without supper, but he had not gotten to that point yet. Willahelm sighed a deep sigh, and looked at the child.

"Gilbert, isn't there anything you would rather be doing. Mein Gott, there is still a little more time before your dinner will be ready. Go over to Ludie and play with him, you are driving me mad right now." He looked away and kept stirring.

Prussia walked over to his brother and sat down. The two began playing with the blocks and the two had been quiet for the most part. Feeling like he could excuse himself for a moment, he walked towards his room, and needed to change his clothing. He arrived to his room and breathed in tiredly. Going into his wardrobe, he grabbed a shirt, and then put on a more restful pair of pants. He was only interrupted by the sound of crying. Shaking his head, and slightly annoyed, he walked out into the kitchen and saw Gilbert sitting on the floor bawling, and Ludie was over on the other side with a few of his blocks.

"Gilbert…what is the matter now?" Germania did not even want to think why the kid was upset, but he had better find out. The child kept crying and pointed to his younger brother.
"Bruder…Bruder won't share…he won't share Vati! Its not fair." The child sat in a small pile on the floor. He got himself more upset than he actually was. Looking over to Ludwig, Willahelm spoke sternly.

"Ludwig…you know better than to be selfish. Share your blocks. I have to finish dinner." He walked away, and Gilbert got up, walking to his brother. It did not make a difference. He took one of the blocks, became disinterested and then walked back over to Germania.

"Vati…Vati…I want my dinner." The child stood by his elder and tugged on his shirt. This was not going to end well with Germania. As the child tugged, annoyance levels became increasingly higher. "Vati, Vati, Vati…dinner, dinner in my tummy. I want my dinner." He walked little circles around, and finally when he could not take it anymore, Germania spoke very angrily to the boy.

"Gilbert stop pestering me right now!" He spoke very harshly, and this cause the boy to crumble to the floor and slam his little fists to the ground. Something that usually happened a lot, the boy was starting one of his fits.

Germania did not want to be bothered with this. As he stirred, he added the peas that were sitting on the nearby table. Shutting the lid, he looked back down to the whining child with his arms crossed.

"There is no use having a little tantrum with me. Lest you want a spanking, you had better straighten up right this minute. I don't serve dinner to little boys who misbehave." He said the words the child did not want to hear, and within minutes, the boy straitened out. He stood up and walked over to the table, pulling himself up into a seat and sat down, frowning.
The stew was soon done a little after Prussia had his temper tantrum. Germania grabbed some bowls from the cupboard and set the table. He looked over to the littlest member of the household, and saw that Ludwig had fallen asleep. He then looked at the sour faced boy.

"Gilbert…take your elbows off the table. You can eat. Let me go get your brother."
He walked over to the spot where the child was sitting, and bent down. He picked the child up in his arms, and walked over to the table and sat down. The child woke up and fussed a little, but then when he realized what was in front of him, he began eating. Gilbert was in heavenly bliss as he scarffed down chunks of meat and the potatoes. Looking over, Willahelm smiled. He knew that both boys were happy to have warm food in their bellies. Once they had finished, and both boys had been fed, he stood up, with Ludwig in his arms, he reached out a hand for Gilbert.

"Come…bedtime for you both." He waited for the boy to object, but a full stomach and the lateness in the night made the child calm and fatigued.
Gilbert grabbed his hand and the three walked down to the bedroom. Germania set the child in the bed first who then promptly passed out as soon as he hit the pillow. Gilbert stood watching, and then Germania helped the boy into bed by lifting him up. As soon as he reached for Gilbert, he grasped his arms around his Vati's neck and held tightly. Willahlem paused for a moment, and then embraced him back, and picked him up. Kissing him on top of the head, he then laid the boy in the bed. The child's large red eyes looked up.

"Vati…we didn't have the fire. I wanted to see the big fire." The child looked into the nation's eyes, and waited. He was too tired to get very upset, but still wanted an answer from the man. Germania smiled with tired eyes.

"Maybe tomorrow. We have had a long day today, and look how tired you are. You wouldn't even stay awake if we were to have a fire. Now go to sleep…I shall see you in the morning."

"Okay…goodnight Vati."

"Goodnight my liebe, have a good nights sleep." He waited until the child closed his eyes, and then he walked out of the room.
He was amazed how the child obeyed more when he was tired. If Germania had done more rigorous activities with the boys, bedtime would be a much easier task. He left the room, and headed back to the cleaning. As he walked to the kitchen, there was something different in the air. A change in the temperature made him suddenly realize that someone was there, but who? As he cleaned up the dishes, paranoid, he heard something drop. Turning to the door stood a nation, and slightly irked, Germania spoke.

"Evening Rome…whatever would you be calling at this hour for?" Germania looked at his old rival and dumped the plates in the basin, and then walked to the caldron where the rest of the stew sat bubbling.

The Roman Empire was a gentle and handsome nation. Known for his precarious ways, and charming wit, he was very much hated by Germania, but for some reason the nation tolerated him enough to have a visit. He walked in and took it upon himself to have a seat at the table. Smiling up at Willahelm, he spoke.

"Hello old friend. I was just in the area…and thought I would drop by." Looking around, he has noticed it was quiet, and there were no little children around. "No little nuisances tonight?"
Annoyed, as he scrubbed some plates, Germania looked over at the good looking nation.

"Hold your tongue." He looked down towards the hall, and was wondering if he had closed the door. Seeing this, he then looked back to Rome. "They are sleeping…and you? Shouldn't you be attending to your offspring? I know Italy hangs on to you like a leech." He furiously stacked the plates, and wiped his hands on his shirt.

"Oh…um…I left him with some servants…he was with me all day, until I went to go see Egypt…man…is she a vixen, anyway…how are you?"
Germania could not believe it. He had no desire to converse with the nation whom he was always trying to rid him of his last breath, but it was not being accomplished.

"Sandrino…I am fine. I have much to do…can you please give me a serious reason as to why you need to be here, or is it just to annoy me?" He put a finger to his temple, and then breathed.

"I am just visiting Will…I will leave though, it seems like I am never wanted." Rome went to stand up and leave. He knew he wasn't going to be stopped, but turned back anyways to give Germania a sly smiling.

"If you wish to stay…I suppose I can put on a kettle and we can have some tea. I still am slightly annoyed at you. But so help me…you had better not wake the two…they have most aggravated me tonight."

"Okay Willahelm. Let's play catch up…there are some things I would like to talk to you about."
The nation sat back down, and Germania filled the kettle with some water. It would be a very long evening.