The break of the day came when in the distance, Germania heard a rooster crow. He yawned and rolled over in his bed expecting to see one or both of the boys, but there was nothing. Prussia was at least supposed to be in the bed because Germania was not sure if the boy was sleeping or not. When he noticed the child had vacated the bed, he threw back the blankets and got out. Slightly wondering where his eldest was, he first approached the bedroom of the children. Stopping by the doorway, he suppressed a slight smile. In the bed was Ludwig fast asleep, but then Gilbert was right next to him with his little arm slung over his brother, and the two were sleeping so peacefully, Willahelm thought this was such an appropriate moment to have some peace to himself. Gilbert must have gotten up earlier in the night, and wanted to sleep in his own bed. Germania did not mind, this just meant that the boy was back to his old self. He actually half expected to hear the children in a slight quarrel, but it was just still and quiet for now.

He walked from the door, closing it, and went towards the kitchen. A nice cup of tea would do wonders right now, and he could finally get some things done because there was no more heeding to the oldest child's needs. He sent the kettle on with fresh water and placed it over the fire. Walking back over to the table, he then sat down. Taking a pair of socks into his hands, he decided to sew them, as they had developed slight holes.

Everything was quiet and simplistic until he heard small little voices coming from the boy's bedroom. It was only a matter of time before the two would burst out of the room and come to start the day, so he made the best out of his private time. Keeping a slight ear out, he continued working. The boys were awake, but they had both decided to stay in their room for the meantime.

"Gilbie! You're all better, yay!" Shouted Ludwig as he rolled over and his eyes met with Prussia. The younger child set a hand on his brother's cheek, and giggled. Gilbert smiled and stretched.

"Come on Ludie…let's see if Vati has something for us to eat! I am starving!" The two jumped out of the bed, and as Germania sat in the kitchen, he could hear the stamping of little sets of feet running towards him.

Both boys burst out of the room, and ran down the hallway towards where Germania was seated. He looked up, suppressed a tired smile, and put down his sewing. Ludwig ran to the man, and held on to his knee, but Gilbert just stood watching his Vati…and was slightly hesitant. Willahlem looked on, slightly confused.

"Gilbert? What is the matter?"

Prussia crossed one leg over the other and did a slight dance. With a raised eyebrow, Germania knew what was happening, and went to respond.

"Little one…are you having a problem?"

"I have to pee Vati! I have to go…" He turned around and went towards the washroom. Turning back to face the two, the little boy yelled to them. "I'll be right back…" The boy ran back down the hall, and this left Germania smirking. He looked down at the youngest child and reached to pick him up.

"And what shall I make for breakfast this morning little one?"

Ludwig extended his hands out and was embraced into his Vati's arms. He smiled, and leaned his head against the elder nation's shoulders.

"Um…I want toast Vati…and jam…and some apple." Ludwig got excited…and this made the older nation laugh. He decided to make a fresh loaf of bread. Hot toasty bread made the boys very happy.

"Okay, okay…let me go and prepare. I do hope your Bruder is alright…seems he might have fell in." Willahelm put the little boy down, and walked towards the counter where he started to prepare some of the day's first meal. He was working steadily when he heard yelling coming from down the hall. It was without a doubt Gilbert. Sighing, Germania took his hands out of the dough he was kneading, and looked down to Ludwig who also seemed to be concerned. "Oh…ugh, Ludwig…go into the washroom and see what your brother is doing…I need to finish your breakfast."

"Okay Vati!" Ludwig walked from the kitchen, and down towards where his brother was making all the noise. Once Ludwig poked his head in, Gilbert suddenly yelled.

"HEY! Get out of here Ludie! I don't want you in here!" Gilbert was clearly having a problem, but his younger brother had no idea what was going on. Gilbert was indeed in the bathroom, but he held the door slightly ajar, so Ludwig could not see what was going on.

The little nation left and ran down to Germania. The elder nation looked down, while rubbing a flour stained hand on his forehead.

"Ja? What is the problem little one?"

"Vati! Vati…Gilbie is in the bathroom with the door closed, and he won't come out, and he yelled at me and told me to go away! Vati…he is being bad!"

Willahelm looked down at the littlest nation and a large smile formed on his face. Gilbert was indeed back to his old self. Causing trouble as soon as he is better is exactly what was destined to happen. Clapping his hands together to get the flour off his hands, he wiped them with a cloth. He took Ludwig's hand, and the two walked down to the room in which was so secret to Gilbert. Rapping lightly on the door, Germania waited for an answer. After a few minutes, and nothing was said, he knocked again.

"Gilbert…is everything alright? What are you doing in there?" There was some noise, and then a slight moan. The boy answered in a short tone.

"Vati…go away…please…go away."

"I beg your pardon young man?" Germania went to open the door, but it was slightly blocked. Pushing harder, the door budged, and when he got inside, his face which was angry, quickly turned into a smile.

Before him sat Gilbert…but he was in a most compromised position. It seems that what Willahlem predicted, seemed to happen, because right before his eyes was the young little Prussia who had fallen into the toilet. This wasn't the first time it happened. The boy most likely was not looking, and went to use the toilet, and lost his balance and fell in. He looked most unhappy. Holding in his laughter, and hiding his grin, he walked to the boy, and knelt down.

"My little one…do you need some help?" He had to have some compassion, because as funny as it was to him, the little was very uncomfortable.

"Vati…I fell…and…and (sniff) my bottom is all wet. Waaaaah….(sniff), Vati, help me!"

"Okay, okay…" Looking behind him, he made sure Ludwig was not in the way. "Take my hands Gilbert, and I will pull you out. Come now, lets do this, I still have to make your breakfast…but you will most certainly need a bath after this." This comment caused a slight whine from Gilbert.

Germania grabbed his arms, and hoisted him out from the awkward position. Once he was out, the little boy jumped up and down, shaking from the water that had doused his backside and lower legs. He stamped his feet, and ran into his Vati's arms. The nation calmed the boy down, and removed his clothing.

"Come…let me get you bathed…" He looked over at Ludwig who was hiding by the door. "You too Ludwig…as long as Gilbert is getting a bath, you might as well now. Come here."

Ludwig did not want to disobey the man, and ran quickly to the man's arms. His clothing was removed and the two children were set in the basin. Scrubbed, hair washed, and rinsed. Two slightly shivering boys were wrapped in a towel, and taken to the bedroom. They were dressed in their clothing for the day, and then led back to the kitchen, where Ludwig ran and sat on the floor playing with his toys, while Gilbert stood watching what his Vati was doing.

"Do you want to help me Gilbert?"

"Nah Vati…you are doing a good job…I am just supervising." This made the large nation snicker.

"Oh is that so? Hmmm…okay well…in the meantime, why don't you go and set the table? I need to put this bread in the oven, and then get some apples picked outside for Ludwig. Can you do that for me?"

"Yup!" The boy ran over to where the plates were and he grabbed three. Being very careful, he walked over to the table, and placed the three plates down, looking at Germania when he was done.

"Good…okay, I am putting the bread in. I want you and Ludwig to behave yourselves as I need to go outside for only a moment. Behave you two…please!" He just looked at the two. The littlest one was still playing with his toys, and Gilbert sat at the table awaiting.

Seeing as it was going to be fine for a moment, Germania walked out of the house, and into the back yard. The apple tree had many apples, and he only needed a few. Picking only the best, he hummed while he thanked the heavens that everything was back to normal.

Gilbert looked over at his brother and saw that the child was busy. Knowing his Vati was also busy, he felt left out, and needed to do something to occupy his time. Setting the table was done, and Vati would be back to cut the fruit, so that left the bread, and butter. He knew that the butter was kept high up in the ice box, so knowing he could not get to that, he decided on the bread. It should have been done now. Walking to the oven, he approached it. Ludwig watched with curious and worried eyes.

"Gilbie…stay away, you'll hurt!" Shouted the boy, but Gilbert did not pay attention. He inched closer to the oven, and could feel the heat radiating off of it. He went to grab the door open, when he heard a yell behind him.

"GILBERT! No!" Germania stood in the doorway dropping all the apples he was holding in his hands. Gilbert quickly turned his head, and not paying attention to his hand, felt a hot singe on his flesh. Quickly pulling away, he screamed out loud and put his hand to his side.

"Oooooowwwwww! Ouch, ouch…Owwww, Vati, ouch!" The way ran from the oven, and into Germania's arms. The man picked him up, but did not coddle him right away. Instead he brought him straight outside to the water pump. He instructed the boy to hold out his hand.

Fresh cold water was ran on the boy's hand, and when it was over…the child was scooped into his Vati's arms and brought inside. The boy whimpered, but Willahelm was not pleased. The boy was set down, and his hand was wrapped in a cloth to protect it from any other harm. After fixing the child up, he directed the boy over to the corner. Gilbert was not sure why he was to stay there, he turned around and went to follow his Vati, but the nation turned him back around, not without giving him a hard smack on his backside. Just a simply reminder that the boy was supposed to behave, and stay put.

"Now you'll stay there Gilbert. Do not move from that spot." Germania walked away from the spot and to the oven. He opened it and carefully took the bread out. Setting it on the counter, he breathed in the sweet smell.

Sniffing in the corner, Gilbert turned his head, sniffing. Mainly for the smack he received, and then for the bread. Ludwig had watched the altercation, and walked over to his Vati. Lifting him up on a chair, he was seated. Germania had to pick the apples off the floor and wash them. He took a knife and sliced some, putting them in a bowl, and setting them on the table for the little nation. Looking up to the little crying boy in the corner, Willahelm spoke.

"Alright runt…come over here and have some breakfast. You are not punished anymore. I will make sure the two of you have some breakfast in your stomachs before we decide what today's day is going to consist of." He sat down, and watched the little boy come over. He hoisted himself into a chair, and sat down.

Both boys were handed some fruit, and a large and plentiful piece of bread with butter. Mugs of milk were also given to each child. Germania watched as both children ate happily. Gilbert was indeed back to his old self. He ate like a little piglet, and this made the older nation happy, because he knew the boy's appetite had returned.