Rome had a little nation with him, and the child had a large pout on his face. Sighing, Germania responded.
"Er, hello Rome…and…who might this be?" He looked down, making sure Gilbert and Ludwig stayed close. Rome set a hand on top of the boy's head, and looked over to Germania with a smirk.
"Ah, Si' this is my grandson, Lovino, or as he likes to be called Romano. Isn't he just a darling little boy?" He kept a hand on the boy's head, who seemed to have a little problem with it, but stayed quiet.
Germania raised an eyebrow, expecting some sort of response, but as more time passed the child did not say anything. He cleared his throat, and looked down to Gilbert, and Ludwig.
"Alright you two, go ahead and say hello, don't be rude. Make your guests welcome." He pulled Gilbert and Ludwig in front of him, and set a hand on each of their shoulders. Gilbert stood forward first.
"Hi…um, my name is Gilbert…and this is my Bruder, Ludwig." He took his brother's hand, and held it tightly. Rome seeing as the children were introducing themselves, gave his grandson a little push as well. Lovino felt the push, and frowned. He then looked to the two.
"I am Romano…" He did not say anything else, and went back to Rome, holding the nation's tunic tightly. In his hands he held a little bag of grapes, and took one, popping one into his mouth.
Germania looked back to the other elder nation, and cocked his head to the side. He was not sure why the man was here, but he supposed he was going to ask anyway.
"Alright then, any reason for your visit?" Ludwig held on to his Vati's leg, and just stared up at the two.
"Why don't we go inside Will, it will be nice to catch up, bond, you know talk about some things. I could use a drink, let the children have a good time." He walked closer, and was giving Germania a little smile. The nation just became hesitant.
"Er…Ja, okay…come on." He walked and looked back to his two children. He gave them a slight glare, but spoke up. "Both of you, be respectful, be nice, and please…behave. Come along Rome."
Rome nodded and walked towards the other nation. He turned back to his own grandson, and smiled.
"You too Romano. Be a good boy." He then turned around and followed Germania inside.
Once the adults were in the house, Gilbert looked over at the new guest that was standing before him. He was told by Vati that he was to behave, but for some reason, he did not like this little nation. He would gladly take Roderich and Basch's company again. Ludwig stayed close to his brother, slightly hiding behind him, and slightly whimpering. Knowing the new little guest was not going to say anything, Gilbert spoke up.
"So why are you here at my house?" He gave a grim stare, and this made the other little nation just look at Prussia.
"I don't want to be here…my Nonno made me come here. Believe me, I would rather be playing with my brothers than be here with you stupid heads." Romano was a year older than Gilbert, so he believed that his vocabulary was a lot more sophisticated. Gilbert did not think so and his eyes widened with the little remark from the little Italian nation.
"HEY! You can't call us that you jerk! Ugh, just go away!" He moved forward, and gave Romano a little push.
This prompted Romano to get upset as well, but he did not push back, instead, he looked over to the large willow tree, and ran over to it. He looked back with a smile, and then started to climb up it.
Meanwhile inside, Germania set a glass of whiskey down in front of Rome who was sitting at the table. He walked away, and stood against the counter, folding his arms, and sighing.
"Now seriously…what is the meaning of you coming here? No offense, but I have had a trying past couple of days, and well, with you here, it's not making Mein headache any better."
"Oh you know, I am just visiting my favorite nation. You know you miss me." He winked his eye, and Germania stood wide eyed.
"Don't wink at me…seriously."
Romano inched his way up the tree, and sat on a bough, and looked down. He happily sat swinging his legs, held his sack of grapes, and smiled. Gilbert gasped slightly, and looked up. He knew that he and his brother were not allowed to climb trees, and he would have gotten in trouble. He put his hands to his mouth, and yelled up.
"Hey…HEY YOU! Get down from there. You can't be in my Vati's tree!"
The little Italian looked down, while munching on his grapes. He did not pay any mind to the other little nation. Gilbert was not the boss of him. He just scoffed.
"I said get down you bad boy!" Gilbert waved a finger, just like what his Vati would do. This of course made the other little nation retaliate by grabbing some grapes and throwing them down at the two nations. One hit Ludwig square in the eye, and a couple of others hit Gilbert on his head, and face.
"Aghhh! You little, little runt!" He looked over to Ludwig who was starting to get upset, and whine. "Nein, Nein Ludie, don't get upset, I am going to kick his butt!" Gilbert walked over to the base of the tree, and grabbed the trunk.
Ludwig pouted and looked to his brother. He had little tears in his eyes, and his bottom lip quivered.
"Gilbie…he's mean. And…and he threw stuff at me…and, he is a naughty boy!" He sniffed back, and Prussia walked over to him, and pat the child on the back.
"Its okay Ludie…he IS a bad boy, and when Vati finds out about it, he is going to be…" Gilbert looked up towards the tree and yelled up it. "He is going to be SPANKED ON HIS BARE BOTTOM!"
"Hmmmph…" Said the little Romano as he continued to swing his little feet high up in the tree, and pluck grapes down at the other two nations.
Rome looked up at Germania, and knew the nation was being serious. He took a large gulp of his drink, and then set the glass down. He crossed his leg over the other and sighed.
"I am sorry Will." He just sat there, and twiddled his thumbs. Germania walked over to the loaf of bread he had baked the previous day, and noticed it was hard. He started to break it into pieces, and put aside for the chickens. Once that was done, Germania rubbed his hands together, and looked over to the nation.
"Whatever. So what did you want to discuss with me?"
"Eh I don't know, I was thinking of all the wonderful times of the past, when you were my guard. Oh don't you wish we could relive those days?" He gave the blond haired nation a smirk. Germania returned the sentiments in a sarcastic sort of way.
"Ja, yeah that was a very fulfilling time in Mein life. Please, don't make me think about reliving it." He poured himself a glass of the whiskey, and sipped it slowly.
Prussia was getting mad at the fact that this little nation was in his home area, and making life miserable right now. He decided that he had to be the better nation, and walked up to the tree, and started to climb up it. Ludwig's eyes grew wide, and he ran to his brother, and grabbed at his little leg.
"Nein, Gilbie, Nein!" Shaking him off, Gilbert looked back with a scowl.
"Stop it Ludie, I need to get that little Arschloch!" Gilbert huffed and started up the tree. Romano looked down with a smile, and kept on pelting Prussia with his grapes. "Arghhhh! I am going to kill you!" He continued to inch up, and arrived at the branch.
With the two children on the bough now, Prussia was now a little unsteady, as he looked down and saw they were very high up. The boy was now slightly paling. He looked to Lovino who up until this point thought he was high and mighty, but the moment the nation arrived alongside him, he started to shake, and this made the branch shake, as it was not very stable.
"Ugh, I have so much to do today Sandrino, really…you bringing your grandson, and everything else…I do not have the time for this." He walked over to the window, and took a sip of his drink again, and looking towards where the children were, he suddenly spit out the whiskey. "THOSE LITTLE WICHTS!" He set the cup down, and looked over at Rome. "Come Rome…outside now!"
Ancient Rome looked to the other nation with a raised eyebrow, and got up from his seat, following the nation, and seriously wondering what the hell was going on. The two adult nations went outside and Germania walked towards the commotion, and looked up to the tree. Ludwig saw his Vati, and ran after him, holding his legs. Pointing up with his finger, and shaking it, he shouted to both the children.
"There better be a good explanation as to why the two of you are up in the tree?" He glared, and saw Prussia look down, as he inched closer to Italy, but the other little nation was pushing him away. Whimpering, Prussia knew he had to respond.
"Uhhhh…Hi Vati…um…um…I climbed here to save Romano." The boy was obviously telling a little fib, and Germania was not accepting it. Shaking his head, and then looking down at Ludwig, he leaned down, and pried the boy away from his legs.
"You little one…stand back, I am very upset with your Bruder." He looked back to the two little nations. "I want you both to climb down from the tree very carefully. Understand?"
Prussia looked down, swallowing hard, and nodded his head. He grabbed at Romano's hand and went to pull, but the little nation did not want anything to do with Prussia, and he whined, pulling away. Gilbert yelled at him.
"Nein, stop it, we need to get down, my Vati says so! Now stop it!" He slightly pushed the nation, and with all the moving around, the branch was beginning to sway back and forth, and not being very sturdy to begin with, the weight of the two children was causing it to slightly bend. Germania saw this and his eyes widened.
"You two…be careful!" He now needed to be ready to catch them, incase of something disastrous.
Prussia was still trying to figure a way to climb down, but with the other little nations wiggling, this was not something that was going to happen. Rome watched the two, and chuckled a bit.
"A little adventure you know? Always good to see the youngsters having a good time, and you know, maybe this will teach them to be brave, and…" Germania turned around, and shouted at Rome.
"Shut up you Dummkopf! This is not an adventure, this is just careless and dangerous. What is the matter with you?"
He turned back to the boys, and was about to shout up again, when the branch broke from the weight. Both children suddenly got stark white in the faces, and the elder nation watched as they slowly fell, but he lunged forward and caught them both in his arms. Prussia pressed his face into the nation's shoulder, and had his eyes closed tightly. He was sure he was going to die. Romano also held onto the nation, and gasped a sigh, as he was in safe hands. Germania gripped both children, and closed his eyes, just very glad that they were safe. He then released, and had them stand before him.
"Do you both know how dangerous that just was?" He looked over to Gilbert. "As if I haven't had enough trouble lately? With your cousins, and now this? What do you have to say for yourself?" He just gave the boy a glare, and Prussia looked up.
"I'm sorry Vati…" The boy's eyes watered, and he was not sure what else to say. Germania then looked over at Lovino and shook his head.
"I don't know how the rules are set at your home little one, but what I set for my boys to follow is serious. What you and Gilbert did was unacceptable. Come here…" He pulled on the child's hand, and Romano's eyes widened, he was not even sure what was going to happen. Prussia though knew what was going to happen. He decided that maybe he could get out of it, until he heard his Vati. "Don't you dare move, you are next Gilbert."
The elder nation walked over to one of the tree stumps, and sat down, taking Lovino over his knees, and pulling up his tunic, and taking down his undergarments. The child looked over to Rome, and shouted.
"Ahhhh, Nonno! Nonno! Help me!" He reached out a hand, but before the other elder nation could say anything, the little Italian was struck firmly on his little backside with a hot stinging slap by Germania's hand. "Aghhhhhh, aghhhhhhh!" Romano shouted out, and Rome went to step forward.
"Ehhh…Germania please…don't do that, it is so hard to get him to stop crying when he is upset. Now look what you are going to make me deal with!"
This annoyed Germania continued with the chastisement, having his hand crisply plant down the child's bottom. He glared over at the other elder nation.
"Shut up Rome…just be quiet. This is something that would not have gone unpunished, not in the least." He continued and Romano was wiggling, and whining. His eyes were so red, and the tears would not stop falling.
Germania's hand fell one more time, and then he stopped, and sat the child upright. He fixed the boy's outfit, and in a matter of moments, the child ran screaming to Rome, and anxiously reached his hands up, grabbing and wanting to be picked up.
Rome was not really great at showing affection towards a child, whether it was giving or receiving. His nurse maids usually cared for his offspring, while he would usually go off and have many delightful liaisons. With slight embarrassment, he picked up the boy into his arms, and tried his best to hush him. Germania then looked over to Prussia, and extended a finger.
"Alright then Gilbert, come over here." He sat, putting his hands on his knees, and looking at his eldest with stern eyes.
"But…but Vati? Please Vati…"
"Now Gilbert!"
Gilbert did not even bother to further object, because he knew when Vati was this angry, he just had to obey anything the elder said. He walked over, and huffed. Though he wished that Rome, and the other little jerk nation were not around to witness him being spanked, he was just glad he had seen Romano get it first.
The boy walked over, and pouted slightly as Germania grabbed him firmly, and set him across his knees. Prussia felt his tunic get pulled up, and his little underpants get pulled down, just like so many times before. He gripped his Vati's pants and closed his eyes as he was about to feel the first swat. Before this happened, Rome still with the bawling Lovino walked over.
"Er, I am going to go 'Mania…I am sorry…eh…bye!" He took off, holding the child, and patting his back, and what not. Germania looked up, but did not say anything. He watched the two leave the woods, and head up the trail. Focusing his attention back to his eldest, he raised his hand up and had it come down, making the child yelp.
"Aghhhhhh, Vati!" Prussia kicked back one of his little legs, as he felt Vati's hand hit down. Having been spanked so many times before one would think Prussia would be used to this position, but sadly no. The boy burst into a heavy flow of tears, and wiggled to get out, but Germania was not having this.
"Stay still Wicht!" His hand fell down upon the little bottom again, and Prussia cried out. He was so unhappy, and Gilbert knew that he should not have even gone after Romano.
Germania gave the boy one more slap, and then took him off his lap. Adjusting his clothing, he then held out his hand, in which the boy took his hand. He pulled him closer, and hugged the child tightly. Looking over, he motioned for the smallest nation, and Ludwig looked up, running towards him, and the boy looked as his older brother was still crying.
"Ahhhh…Vati…I…*sniff* I didn't mean to…" Gilbert wiped his eyes, and his nose on his shirt sleeve, and Germania let the child stand on his own. Hands rubbing his backside, the elder nation cleared his throat.
"Okay little one, it will be fine. Naughty as you were, I am sure you understand what you did. Okay then, we need to go inside, and then we have to…"
"Vati? *Sniff* We can't go inside…the fox…can't we skin the fox first?" The boy looked up even among his tear stained cheeks, and his runny nose, and red eyes he wanted to do this so badly.
Germania looked down, setting a gentle hand down on the child's head, and nodded.
"Ja, we can, stay here, and I will go inside and get your dagger, and then we will go ahead and take care of this creature." He looked over to the smallest nation. "Ludwig, go over to that stump and sit down. Your Vati has to complete something with Gilbert, and you are much too small to help us."
Ludwig was not much to complain or disagree. He simply nodded and walked over, hoisting himself up the stump. He was having a bit of trouble, and without being told, Gilbert walked over and helped his little brother. Germania walked back inside, and apprehended the dagger from his bedroom, along with making sure he had his larger knife on him.
Walking back outside, Gilbert was looking at the fox with curious eyes. Germania walked over to the child, and looked down.
"Now Gilbert, we are going to skin the fox, and its going to be messy, and there will be a lot of blood. Before we skin it though, we need to drain it of its blood, so Ja, there will be a lot. Are you alright with this little one?"
Gilbert looked up and he shook his head furiously. He was eager, and excited and ready to do anything the elder nation requested of him.
"Ja, Vati, I am ready to help you. I don't care about the blood. Let's do this. And um…Vati? Can I have the fox tail? You know…cause he is dead, he doesn't need it anymore."
Germania nodded his head at the boy, and then knelt down to the dead fox. He grabbed out his dagger, and then handed the boy his smaller dagger. It was slightly blunt, so the elder nation did not need to worry about the boy hurting himself.
"Okay, no then Gilbert, I am going to cut down the fox's belly…and there will be a mess, but you have to be strong, and you and I are going to take things out of its belly okay?"
This was so excited for Gilbert. For the first time he was given the okay to become dirty, and he was going to do grown up things. He walked closer to the elder nation, and watched. Germania got down on his knees to the creature and took his knife. He started by jabbing the dagger into the fox's stomach, and sliced through, having the insides spill out onto the ground. Gilbert watched with enthusiasm, and then while he watched, his smiled turned to a frown, and his face paled.
"Er…oh Vati…that's more blood than when I fell and scraped my knee…oh my!" The boy stood up, but Germania held his hand gently.
"Yes Gilbert, there is a lot of blood, but understand my little one, you said you wanted to help, so come now…put your hands in, and help me get all the insides out." He smiled nicely at the child, and helped put his hands in.
Prussia was frightened a little, but once his hands dipped in, he laughed a little. Germania had to scoop out all the insides, and they were left in a small pile. Clearing his throat, the nation then got up and grabbed the creature. He threw it over his shoulder, and walked to one of the trees. Turning back to face Prussia, he spoke.
"Gilbert…go get one of the metal hooks in the barn, I unlocked the door, so you are allowed in there. I need one, to drain the blood, and then I will skin him. Hurry go now."
Gilbert shook his head, and he ran into the barn and grabbed one of the hooks that he was able to reach. Once that was done, he ran back to Germania and held out his hand, walking slowly to the tree that the nation was standing out.
"Here Vati…I got you the hook. Aren't I the best? Don't you like me better than Ludwig? I help you all the time." He looked up and smiled. The elder nation knelt down, and grabbed the hook.
"Ja, Danke Gilbert. I appreciate your help. But, eh…I love you and your Bruder the same, so don't be sassy." He took the hook, and impaled it through the fox, and hung it up, having it lean against the tree. Clasping his hands together, and went to walk back to the house, but looked back. "Come Ludwig…Gilbert, its time to clean up."
Gilbert looked up at the fox, and then frowned a little. He wanted the tail, badly, and it was just there, attached. Following his Vati's call, he went to walk forward, and Ludwig ran ahead of him. Stalling, he thought maybe he could pursued the nation to get the tail. Germania looked back.
"Gil, come on. I haven't got all day. I need to give you both a bath, and then I will come back outside and ugh…" Germania caught himself slightly, and coughed. He suddenly felt strange, but looked back to his eldest. "Um…I will skin it later."
Gilbert looked to his Vati, and the nation looked slightly strange, but he overlooked that as soon as he heard that the nation was going to come back he got excited.
"Yay Vati, that means that I will get the tail right?" He jumped up and down, and grabbed at Germania's tunic.
"Ja Gilbert, now come on." He ushered the two boys inside, and closed the door. Before he took care of the boys, he walked over to the caldron, and made sure there was water in there. Nodding his head, he then looked to the children. "Okay let's get you two washed." He breathed in deep, and wiped his brow, as he was starting to sweat a little. This did not go unnoticed by Gilbert, he walked up and pouted.
"Vati? What's the matter with you? You look bad right now." The child was small enough that this question made the nation slightly smirk.
"Um…I am not sure little one…just…ugh. Just please come along and we'll get you two washed." He held out a hand, and Ludwig walked up and grabbed the hand. Gilbert was now concerned. He did not like the looks and sounds of his Vati.
"Okay Vati, be careful. I will take care of Ludwig in the bath, and you can go and get better." He pulled at Ludwig, but Germania shook his head.
"Nein Gilbert, I will give you both a bath." Arriving in the washroom, he closed the door, and went to filling the basin with nice hot water. Once that was done, he took Ludwig's clothing off, and Gilbert's blood stained clothing off as well.
He was feeling slightly faint, and grabbed both children, putting them in the basin. Ludwig splashed around a little, and giggled with the soap bubbles. Gilbert waded, but watched his Vati. His look grew serious.
"Okay, um…just going to wet your hair boys, and…ughhh…" Germania suddenly felt a wave of nausea. He had to step back slightly, and held his stomach. Gilbert was intrigued by this. The little naked boy leaned over the basin, and watched with wide eyes.