Everyone had flown home almost immediately. Night had fallen on Berlin when Germany arrived at his house. Prussia had left the door unlocked and he stumbled through the front door, in a daze that had hit all of his kind. He could hear Prussia watching TV in the sitting room. Human noises. Human things.

Germany had filled Prussia in over the phone. He knew that this would affect Prussia as much as it did him. Eventually, Prussia and the other Germanic brothers would fade away, and not just from history books. Germany had been apprehensive for awhile, waiting for the day that Prussia would wake up with see-through fingertips.

What if that never had to happen? Prussia lived a rough life as a nation, so what if he got the chance to live a happy life and die as a normal human? Even if he didn't remember his brother, at least he would be happy. Germany half expected Prussia to laugh it off, but he found him staring at the TV with empty eyes. He plopped beside him on the couch.

"I could be human."

"You could be."

"I can forget about Russia. I can forget about losing. I can forget about the starving and torture and loneliness."

"You can."

"Hungary…." He said it with such softness that Germany wondered if Prussia getting emotional. "What does she think?"

"I… I don't know. I just left. I didn't talk to Austria either. We all are so shocked and confused right now. I think everyone is trying to figure all this out first."

"Italy…."

Germany shot up. How could he have forgotten him? Italy was so weak and easily scared. How could he possibly….?

The doorbell rung.

Germany let out a gruff groan and strode to the door, throwing it open. It had started to drizzle and in the moonlight, he could see two amber eyes blinking back tears. Italy almost knocked him on the floor as he tackled him, his thin arms wrapping around Germany's muscular middle.

"Germany, whatever you decide to do…. I will do." He pushed damp brown hair from his eyes.

"What? Why?"

Germany followed Italy's gaze to the sitting room doorway. Prussia was leaning against it, his red eyes glowing, taking in Italy's words. "Prussia…" Italy said, his voice more stable than Germany had ever heard it, "France told me. He told me on the plane."

Prussia bowed his head. "West, sit down…"

Thanks for reading! Please review! I know where I WANT to go, but I'm not sure what to do first. The next chapter will probably be a different set of character (I'll come back to this one). Who do you want to see next?