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"Good afternoon and how may I…?" Nikolaus said but stopped when he saw who was at the door: The last person he ever wanted to see.

"Hello, son."

"Dad?" Nikolaus said to the man at the door. It was none other than Thaddeus Stern

"It's so good to see you, again." Thaddeus said

"Why are you here?" Nikolaus asked

"Rumor has it you got married and had a child. I want to see if this family of yours is good enough in my eyes."

"Like I wasn't?" Nikolaus said

"Exactly. Here, hang up my stuff like a good boy, why don't you." Thaddeus said tossing him his hat and coat. "Well, aren't you going to introduce me your family, Nikolaus?"

"Alright." Nikolaus said leading him to the living room "This is my wife, Alexia. Alexia, this is my father, Thaddeus Stern."

"Oh, uh…" Alexia said, uncomfortable being in his presence "It's nice to meet you. How long are you here?"

"I haven't given it any thought." Thaddeus said "It depends on how you're raising your child. Speaking of which, where is he?"

"Over there." Nikolaus said pointing behind the couch. "Johannes, this is my father, Thaddeus."

"You're my dad's dad?" Johannes asked

"That's correct." Thaddeus said "So, what do you say?"

"I say you better stay away from me, because Dad's told me all about you."

"Johannes!" Alexia scolded

"That's quite alright. How about introducing me to your friends." Thaddeus said pointing to the two people standing next to him.

"Alright." Johannes said "This is Ilsa Vangard."

"Pleasure to meet you." Thaddeus said

"Thanks." Ilsa said

"And this is Anthony Schaeffer."

"Schaeffer?" Thaddeus asked sounding angrier "Like Julius 'A-7412' Schaeffer?"

"Well…Uh…"

"Nikolaus!" Thaddeus shouted.

"Yes, sir?" Nikolaus said

"Grab my stuff, I'm moving in."

"What?" Nikolaus and Alexia shouted

"No son of mine is going to raise their child to love Jews!" Thaddeus said "I'm going to stay until you can learn to set a good example for your own child!"

So Thaddeus then moved in with his son. Johannes wasn't allowed to even speak to Anthony, except when he went to school. The only place where Thaddeus couldn't harm him. It had now been Day 7 of Johannes living with his grandfather.

"So how are thing with your grandfather, Johannes?" Ilsa asked on the first day of the school week.

"He's a monster." Johannes said "He looked over my report card the other day and he started hitting me for every grade I got that was an A- or lower. And I'm not talking about just average class grades."

"Oh my God." Ilsa said "Well, that explains the black eye."

"You noticed?" Johannes said covering his left eye, which had been bruised by an earlier run in with Thaddeus.

"Well, yeah." She said "It's pretty hard to miss."

"I don't know how my dad was able to put up with him." Johannes said "I'm really scared, Ilsa. I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, Johannes." Ilsa said hugging him "We'll get through this."

Johannes then felt another hand on his shoulder; he turned around to see that it was Anthony.

"Don't worry." Anthony said "No matter what happens, you have two friends and two parents who love you very much."

"I'm not even supposed to be talking to you." Johannes said

"He doesn't have to know." Anthony said "Now let's go before the bell rings."

Unknown to them, Thaddeus had been watching the entire conversation. He had also been watching them as Johannes and Anthony did a group project together. Thaddeus knew something had to be done. When class had ended he met with Johannes outside of the school.

"Oh. Hi, Grandpa." Johannes said when he saw him "What brings you here?"

"I told you to address me as 'Sir' when speaking to me." Thaddeus said "I saw you with that filthy Jew boy. What did I tell you when I first came here, huh?"

Johannes said nothing

"Johannes!" Thaddeus said grabbing the bottom of his head and pushing his head up "Look at me when I'm talking to you! What did I tell you?"

"You told me…"

"I told you to never socialize with any Jewish scum." He said "And what do you do? You socialize with Jewish scum! It's no wonder your grades are so horrible."

"Horrible? I have nothing below an A- thanks to your 'training methods'"

"That's still less than perfect!" Thaddeus said "You're a German and the grandson of a Nazi, you can only be perfect; and your grades and your rotten friends are keeping you from your full potential."

"You don't know my friends." Johannes said "You don't even know me! You've only been in my life for a week!"

"That doesn't mean I don't know what's best for you." Thaddeus said squeezing his wrist and dragging him "Now come along, retard!"

"Like I have any choice." Johannes said quietly

Keep an eye out for the next installment of this story,(which won't be the next chapter). Things will get a lot worse for Johannes, and then better.