Prussia shook his head with tears slipping down as he had watched his Vati prepare the switch. It was very nerve racking to see your implement prepared very skillfully while you watched. And just by knowing it was coming for you. Basch wanted to be sick, this was much, much worse than the other times. Even more so, and he tried not to cry. He was going to be brave till the end. Of course though, as soon as his arm was grabbed he pulled back in a panic.

"NEIN Please Onkel DON'T! Please don't spank me! I will be good, and I will stand in the corner for the rest of the visit! Please...please don't use that switch PLEASE!" He sobbed breaking down. The elder nation sighed, and Germania still holding the both boys arrived at the room. Nothing more said, he put them in, and closed the door.

"Basch...the same thing I told you before. If my Gilbert was acting up, you should have told me. There was no need for this to happen, and only Gilbert would have been on the receiving end. If you wanted to be the better nation, you would not have taught him naughty language." He then turned his attention back to Prussia. "And you...we are going to have an extremely lengthy discussion once your cousins leave about the proper way to treat guests. Now then..." Germania walked over to the both boys, turned them around and leaned them against the bed, bent over. "Alright you both...are you aware of why you are being punished?"

Basch was sniffling and sobbing too much to even answer. This was horrible, simply horrible. He wasn't sure he could take it. Prussia hearing that there would be more talking after the cousins left made him twitch a little. Long talks with Vati were never a good thing. He was used to this and looking to the question, he nodded, trying not to be as scared as his cousin.

"Ja Vati. Y-you are spanking us for saying bad words and throwing apples at each other right?"

"Hmmmpph, among other things, but Ja, that is the main reason." He did not continue talking, and with a flick of his wrist, held back, and then whipped the switch across the children's backsides, having it hit forcefully and with precise effectiveness. Roderich and Ludwig were still in the living room, and the little one looked to his cousin.

"I will miss you when you go home Roddie...and...and I wish you both could stay." He leaned his head against the nation, and Austria pat him on the shoulder.

"I will miss you too." Austria muttered, and in the back of his mind, he was a little hesitant about going back home. He was indeed hiding, and with his uncle, not entirely honest about them arriving. The little nation might not have been allowed to visit.

Basch let out a terrible scream. The switch was much more awful than his uncle's hand which was all he had ever had, and he kicked his feet. Prussia who was more used to the switch let out a yelping cry and then bit down on the bedspread. Germania raised the switch again, letting it fall across the two mischievous bottoms in front of him.

"You two had better thank Gott that I am not delivering this to you on your bare backsides." He would make the punishment short, because a switching usually stuck, at least his did. Not wasting any time, he raised it again, letting the implement fall three more times. "I am not asking you both a lot, the thing is, you may not like one another, but it does not mean that you can not be tolerant of each other. And that is what I need." He let it fall one more time, and then stood back. "You both may stand up."

Prussia stood up immediately and started to rub his britches dancing on his toes. The switch stung so terribly and he was grateful that it had not been on his bare, that was the worst. Basch though did not stand up, and he sobbed into the bed. He was feeling his life was over at this point.

Casting aside the switch, Germania walked over to the wardrobe and opened it, taking two night shirts out. He closed the doors, and then walked to the end of the bed, laying the shirts down. Kneeling on one knee, he looked over to Gilbert, and nodded his head.

"Kommen Hier Gilbert." He grabbed one of the shirts and waited for his eldest. "I will put on your night shirt, and then Basch will have his on, and then you both will wash up, and say good night to your Bruder and other cousin. Then you both are punished for the rest of the night." Prussia whined but went to Vati. He disliked having to go to bed early.

"B-but Vati! Haven't we been punished enough?" He fidgeted and rubbed at his eyes. How he hated these sorts of punishment, they were the worst. Basch still was unmoving from his place on the bed. He didn't want to move, as the stinging was still so bad and he was still crying over it. Prussia looked over to his cousin, and sniffed. "Vati I think you broke cousin!"

Germania shook his head, and made sure Gilbert's night gown was fit properly. Ignoring Gilbert's little comment for a moment, he walked over to Basch, and pulled the little boy over, looking into his eyes.

"Basch...no more sulking. You deserved the punishment just as much as your cousin, so do not make me feel bad in the least bit with your aggressive attitude. I simply will not have it." He started to take off the child's clothing, and pull off his trousers, and went to put on the night shirt. Looking back over to Gilbert, he shook his head. "Nein...I did not break your cousin, and I do not think you have been punished unfairly. You know those words are off limits. Now then...just be patient."

Basch really was a pouter and it was the only weapon he had left at this moment and he was going to use it. He wrapped his arms around his bare chest clutching a little, and resisting the nightshirt. Prussia was watching with interest now at Basch. He had no idea he could be so defensive. He was really starting to like the little nation the more trouble he got in with him, he was at least more fun than Roderich.

"Okay, okay little one...do not fight me on this." He pried the little hands from the nation's chest, and slipped the night shirt on over Switzerland's head, and pulled his arms through the sleeves. It was quite the battle, as the nation did not want to move. "Ugh, alright." He stood up and opened the door to the bedroom, standing beside the door, and held an arm out. "Go on you two...into the living room, say goodnight to Roderich and Ludwig...and then wash up. I am not going to ask you again, and I do not have all night. Seriously, this night can not be any longer." Germania held a hand to his head, shaking it because of a slight headache. "Gott, what a long day." Roderich saw the boy's bedroom door open and heard talking, from the elder nation, and looked to Ludwig.

"Oh, they are done...your Vati does not look happy."

Prussia did not wish to anger his Vati any further and marched out of the room and over to Ludwig and Roderich. He sported a little red face as it was obvious what had gone on.

"Goodnight Roddie, I am sorry you have to leave tomorrow!" He added, obvious that he wasn't sorry. Basch now faced with his cousins lowered his head a little feeling the most humiliated. He had never felt this way, and looked at Austria but said nothing.

Germania stood with his arms crossed and made sure his child did not say anything foolish or rude. He looked down to Ludwig, and spoke to him as well.

"It is almost time for your bedtime too, but I will put your Bruder to sleep first. And now…um, sleeping arraignments." He had to think now, because Roderich and Ludwig were not going to bed yet. He nodded and looked to Prussia and Switzerland. "You two are going to sleep in the smaller bedroom, together might I add. I am not going to hear any arguments, as sleep is the only thing on your minds." Roderich smirked at Gilbert.

"Hmm...maybe we will stay another day Gilbie...after all, I have nothing going on...hee hee." The little nation gloated.

Prussia frowned and wanted to slap that look off of Austria's face and clenched his fist. If only Germania wasn't standing right behind him. Basch looked at Roderich and shook his head.

"Nein!" He didn't even want to think about a return visit so soon. Germania looked to the little nation, and smiled slightly. He stood behind his little one, and Basch, and put an arm around both of their shoulders.

"Alright you two, into the bathroom to wash up, and then off to bed. I have a lot of preparations in the morning, and its going to be a long day." He went to turn them around when he heard a loud knock on the door. Ludwig and Roderich looked to the door, and were slightly surprised, as was the elder nation. He shook his head. "Who in the Hölle would be calling at this hour?" He walked over to the door, and opened it. A surprised expression formed on his face, and he uttered slight words. "Maria?" He looked to see a beautiful female, standing there. *Maria Theresa. Archduchess of Austria, and…the mother of the little Roderich. As soon as Roderich heard the name, he froze up, and looked to the doorway.

"Ehhh...Mutti?"

Maria looked flustered, and upset. She looked past Germania, and looked at her son and gave him a glaring look that would freeze water, then she looked back at Germania and pushed some of the hair from her face.

"Hello Willahlem...I am sorry to intrude but I heard my son and Basch were here." She said with her voice light but it had an edge to it.

Germania forgetting about putting the boys to sleep, looked to the female, and he seemed slightly confused.

"Er...Maria, whatever do you mean? Roderich sent me a letter stating that he was going to come and visit, alongside with Basch coming with him." He glanced at the children, then back at Maria. "Do you mean that you were not alerted about them coming here?" He looked to Roderich who was finding it hard to hide. He walked over to a chair and bit back his teeth. Germania glared a little. "You came here without permission you two?" He could not believe it. "Maria, I am sorry, had I known, I would have contacted you." She put a hand to her head.

"Nein I do not blame you Germania." Her eyes then shot open and she glared at Roderich. "I blame that one right there." Basch suddenly looked shocked, and cast his gaze at Austria.

"Y-you lied to me? You said you had permission to come!" He said with a horrified squeak. Roderich looked to his uncle, and then to Basch, and lastly his own mother. He held a hand to his face, and then bit on his lip.

"Um...uh...well I thought we would be back in time Basch. I didn't exactly lie." He then looked over to the angry female nation. "And...and Mutti, you were so busy, I didn't think you would care if I was gone for a couple of days, I was careful, I would have come back." Lastly his eyes looked to the other elder nation, who had a severe glare to him. "Onkel...Onkel please. I was going to tell you...honest." Germania shook his head, and looked down to Prussia and Switzerland.

"Perhaps it is time for you both to go to sleep, and Ludwig, come with me for a bath. Maria, I leave you your son. To deal with however you see fit." He held out a hand and Ludwig grabbed it. Looking to Prussia and Switzerland, he spoke to them in a low tone. "Go on you two, go wash up, and then go straight to bed, I am going to bath Ludwig."

Both boys nodded, and padded down to get their faces clean. Basch paused in the doorway and looked back at Roderich, and his aunt, and slightly shivered. Germania holding Ludwig's hand, looked to Maria too, and she glanced back at him.

"Thank you Germania." She said lightly and watched them leave before turning to her errant son hands on her hips. "Roderich Hapsburg Edelstein!" She said crisply. She was positively livid with her sons actions. "You come here RIGHT NOW!" She said pointing to the spot directly in front of her.

"Eh...uh...eeeep..." Austria muttered words, and was very frightened by his mother, but he did not dare disobey here. Like his uncle, his own Mutti was strict, and she would not make it easy for him. He slowly walked, dragging his feet and arriving right in front of her. Looking up, he slightly smiled and rubbed his fingers together. "Er...Guten Tag Mutti..."

Germania walked with the boys, till he arrived at the bathroom. He let go of Prussia's hand, while still holding Ludwig's.

"Alright you two, wash up and I can trust you both to go to bed." He then turned and walked with the smallest one to the bedroom, where Germania grabbed a nightshirt. He changed the boy, and walked back to his own bedroom.

Basch walked back into the washroom, and he saw that Prussia brushing his teeth, but did not say anything to Switzerland. He just grumbled and spit out the paste. Once the little one was done, he moved out of the way from his cousin, and walked down the hall to the bedroom. Basch washed up, and followed his cousin. The two both arrived at the bedroom, and closed the door.

Germania had his smallest one in his arms, and walked him back to the washroom, preparing a bath. Meanwhile in the living room, Maria bent down so she was looking directly at her son glaring at him.

"Do NOT BE CUTE WITH ME RODERICH!" She grabbed his ear and gave it a twist and started to pull him toward the couch.

"Aghhhh...Nein, Mutti...Nein. I was not trying to be cute. I was just, you know, greeting you. Please, oww, please Nein!"

He felt his mother bring him over to the couch. She had come prepared for this and pulled out a flat backed solid oak hairbrush from a pouch she was wearing. Austria's eyes opened wide as he saw her pull out the dreaded oak hairbrush. The very one she had used many times when he failed to practice his piano, or spilled his tea in the parlor, or even tore some pages out of his music book to make paper animals. The brush rested most of the time in his Mutti's room, on her vanity. Germania had heard the little altercations, and smiled to himself. He placed the little naked Ludwig in the basin, and began to scrub his body, and add soap to his hair.

"You knew EXACTLY what you were doing young man!. You deliberately lied to your cousin and your uncle and came here without my explicit permission. I was worried SICK about you!" She then proceeded to jerk down his trousers and his undergarments and hauled him still by the ear over her lap.

Roderich started to tear up, as the lectures from his Mutti were never good, and he knew what was next, just by her pulling down his undergarments. He gripped on tightly to her thigh, and winced as she still held his ear. He looked behind him, trying to get words out, among his sniffing.

"Mutti...Mutti! You had so many things you were doing, and me and Basch were bored. I didn't think you would care, you're always busy Mutti!" Germania ran some water over the child's head rinsing it of all the soap. Once that was done, he pulled the boy up into a warm towel and into his arms.

"Okay little one, time for bed." He walked out of the room, ignoring the confrontation happening in the living room, and walked straight to his own bedroom, putting on a nightgown, and putting the boy in the large bed. "Sweet dreams my Luddie."

"That is NO excuse for disobeying your Muttie!" She kept the firm grip on his ear then with a fury she started to paddle his backside fast and hard with the hairbrush. No counting, no slow and even the way Germania had. Maria was giving hard quick paced spanking to her son warming his bottom up quickly.

"Aghhhh ahhhh ahhhh...Mutti, Nein, it hurts, it hurts! Wahhhhhhh!" Roderich burst into tears, and could not even grasp the concept of having the brush touch down on his bare backside. Ludwig lifted his hands up and grazed his Vati's cheek.

"Night Vati, love you!" He smiled, and kissed the child's forehead. "Love you too little one." He brushed a finger against his cheek, and then walking out of the room, closing the door, he heard the smacks being applied to a naughty nation's little bottom. Smirking, he then walked to the boy's bedroom, and walked in. Both children in bed, he walked to the bed and sat down on the edge, patting the side.

"Gilbert, Basch...sleep well little ones...I am sorry for switching you." He pat the covers, and stayed seated. Maria was showing no mercy to poor little Austria's bum, and peppered it well with the hairbrush.

"You will NEVER EVER do this again Roderich, and when I get you home you will be grounded there for a month with extra chores and no desserts you hear me!" She paddled his little bottom till it was actually shining red.

"Aghhhhh Nein MUTTI! No desserts!" He cried out, because this meant, no Linzer Torte, which was a favorite. He cried out, large tears rolling down his face. He reached back, trying to shield his bottom. "Nein Mutti, please stop!" Germania looked at the two, and seeing as they were sound asleep, he got up, but leaned forward giving a kiss to Basch, and then to Gilbert.

"Sleep well boys." Once that was accomplished, he felt better and closed the door, now walking down to the living room, witnessing the punishment taking place. He crossed his arms over his chest, and waited, and watched.

Maria had seen Roderich reach his hand back, and she was too quick for that and grabbed his hands and pulled them back and continued the spanking with the hairbrush.

"You will apologize to your Onkel for LIEING, and you will apologize to your cousins too! ALL of them!" She said making sure she would make him regret ever doing this.

The Austrian clenched his bottom, feeling every smack hit him with so much force he could only sob harder, and harder. He finally managed to get out some words, and responded to his mother.

"Ja, Ja Mutti, I will, I promise. I promise I won't run away, I will apologize to Onkel...please Mutti, please, stop, my bottom, Mutti, it hurts. Please!" He wiggled in her lap, just wanting the punishment to end. Germania stayed for a moment longer, and then walked over to the cupboard and pulled out a bottle of hard cider and two cups, he knew Maria would appreciate a glass.

Maria finally feeling her son knew the severity of what he had done, finished and put the hairbrush down. She then put him on his feet and held him by his shoulders to look at him in the eye.

"Oh Roderich you scared your Mutti so much. Please, do not ever do that again." She then pulled him into a frontal hug, glad that he was alive and safe.

Roderich sniffed and feeling her embrace, burst into even larger sobs, embracing her tightly, crying into her chest. He hadn't realized how much he really missed her, and hiccupped while he cried.

"Mutti, Mutti, Mutti, I am sorry I was naughty. I didn't mean to worry you, I *yawn* I just, *sniff* I didn't mean..." As he cried, he was also getting very tired, as the spanking had worn him out. "Mutti, mmmmph sorry Mutti" His little fingers intertwined through her curly hair. Germania watched, and poured the beverage, and just stayed quiet. Maria then picked him up and turned to Germania.

"Germania where have you been bedding my son?" She questioned, not sure how the arrangements had been made here. The nation looked to Maria, and pointed down the hallway.

"Straight down the hall Maria, last room on your left. Ludwig is sleeping. You can place him in my big bed. There is a night shirt on the end of the bed for Roderich. And no worries, Ludwig sleeps like a little log he does." The nation watched, and then looked to the fire, as it was dying.

Maria thanked Germania then took her son to the room and started to undress him fussing over him as she did, just glad to have him back and safe in her arms she put the gown on him and kissed the top of his head and tucked him in.

"I love you my little prince." She whispered to him. Roderich reached up, and hugged her neck, leaning in to kiss her back.

"Love you too Mutti..." He sniffed back more tears, and hoped into the bed, crawling under the covers, and lastly laying his head into the pillows. "Night Mutti...go home tomorrow?" His eyes were very heavy, and he didn't even wait for a response.

"Yes my little prince." She said softly then she closed the door and wearily made her way over to Germania. She looked at him silently for a long moment, and then threw her arms around him and started to cry hard. Finally releasing all the fears she had. Germania was taken aback from the nation, and put his arms around her, embracing her tightly, and easing her mind.

"Whoa, Maria...it is fine now, hey, come on now. Calm down. Your little one is alright...oooh, its alright now." He just had no other choice but to embrace her, she most likely needed this.

Germania always had these scares, with Prussia, it was an everyday event, so he was used to it. She sobbed heavily in his arms for a bit longer then tried to compose herself.

"Please…forgive me." She said wiping her eyes. "It's just I was so scared and angry and worried. Roderich is usually such a well behaved boy, he has never done anything like this before. I was so scared for him I thought he had been kidnapped." She pushed back her curly hair.

Germania smiled a little, and held the female nation back. He walked over to the counter, and looked to her with compassionate eyes.

"Heh, then you should switch places with me, I am at my wits end with my Gilbert. *Sigh*. I will say though, Roderich was for the most part well behaved visiting. With the exception of following after my two, I had no choice but to punish the whole lot of them, it was a trying past couple of days. Basch too, really surprised me, he even ran away on me." Germania poured the cider, and handed a glass to Maria. "Here, it will take the edge off."

Maria was grateful for the drink though it was much cruder than she was used to she didn't complain and drank it.

"Ah I am so sorry they caused you trouble. They will both be spanked again when we get home." She shook her head. "Basch knows better and so does Roderich."

"Ja well..." Germania drank his cider, and bit back his lip. "Well actually, I had a little trouble with Basch. Try breaking that little Wicht. He did not have trouble letting me know how it was." He stopped talking as Maria closed in on him.

"You know…Germania, if there is anything I can do to make it up to you." She paused and looked up into his eyes. It was a look that was searching for anything she could do to repay him.

"Ugh…oh…um…" Germania could smell the sweet scent that Maria was letting off, and he tried to control his inhibitions, but he simply could not. He looked into her deeps eyes, and slamming the glass down on the counter, he pulled her forward, and leaned in, embracing her in a tongue lock.

***Austria's mother is something I used from Episode 13 from Hetalia World Series. It states in Maria's plead to Hungary that she was holding her son, in the war that was lost by Austria to Prussia. I liked this sense because one would not think Austria had a parental figure. And yes I know Maria introduces herself to Austria, and blah, blah, blah, but I liked it, and I used it.***