Germany POV
I walk into the restaurant and see a mass of people standing around France and England. This time it was a fist fight. I see a girl with a Scheiße load of metal in her mouth pull a bottle of chloroform and some rags out of nowhere. The atmosphere hurts my head. The pain I've been having for awhile was caused by the split between east and west. I see the girl hand the rags to some scrawny kid that looked like her. Siblings? As I get closer the girl try's to get behind England and France. Wait did her hair just become wavy? Yes it did. A few other countries try to bring them down but they get knocked on their asses. Then the girl single handedly takes both of them down. That girl is strong look at those muscles, she must work out as much as I did before the war. Her friend hands her the chloroform soaked rags and put them over England's and France's faces. They both fall asleep. Japan walks up to me and asks. "Who is she?" "I don't know but she is strong." "Is she a new country?" "No in order to look like a teen you have to have been around for a couple decades." Italy walks up. "Heh~Hay guys what's up?" I point at the girl as she pulls the two elder nations to some chairs. "Heh~That's my cousin Israel or Zion as she says she's called." I freeze at the sound of the word 'Israel'. Because of this I was unable to prevent Italy from pushing me over to her. She turns and says. "Hay Italy, who's this?" "Heh~This is Germany and I think you two could be great friends!" He exclaimed. I peed a little fearing that she would pull a 'baseball bat' out of nowhere. Italy runs off. I'm like. "Hhhheeeellllo." I say nervously. It's bad enough I'm out of shape but even when I was I could not even move both France and England like she did. It was as if she had America's strength. Where was America? "Hi, are you afraid of me?" She asked, I respond. "Yyyyes." "Why." "Because I hurt your people badly. Please don't hurt me!" I crouch with my hands over my head. I hear many countries laughing at me one even said. "Look at Germany he's acting like a baby!" "History is history all we can do is avoid making the same mistakes." She said to me and when I looked up I saw that she was putting her hand out to help me up. "Really you aren't going to hurt me?" "Why what would that get me?" "Satisfaction." "Dude I'm satisfied with eating falafel." "Oh, still to show my regret of not stopping what happened by offering an alliance for if you need it." "Thanks but how do you expect me to tell my boss that? I live in Washington D.C." "What?" "Dude my אבא is America and I go to school in Maryland." "That explains why you're so strong. You are heavily supported by America." "Yep." "How often do you work out?" "I don't." I pass out.