Germany sat beside Israel as the boy bowed his head. Several times a Jew in one of the other bleachers glanced curiously over at the out-of-place obvious Aryan.
He sighed and glanced to his side to young Aviel. The boy had his head bowed and was silently muttering a Hebrew prayer. He smiled slightly. While Germany wasn't exactly a religious person he was proud of his son for being so dedicated to his faith, even if it was a faith he didn't share.
Raising Israel as a Jew hadn't exactly been easy all the time, for one thing it was kind of hard to explain to people that he wasn't a Jew while his son was, why he always bought matzo around Passover time even though he wasn't Jewish and why he always had to correct people when they wished Aviel a merry Christmas rather than happy Hanukkah. Prussia always said it wasn't worth all the effort but Israel loved being a Jew, it was a part of him, the only thing he knew about his real father was that he had been attached enough to his Jewishness that he wanted his son to carry it on. And therefore Germany respected that. And he wasn't about to let anybody put down his son for his faith.
He wasn't about to let anybody put down his son for anything.
Despite the fact that he allowed the boy to go to synagogue however, he had yet to go there himself until this point.
And he could see why Israel loved it so much.
The synagogue was quite beautiful and he had to smile when they took out the Torah scroll. The rabbi lifted up the Torah scroll and he squinted slightly and his eyes widened when he realized that it was handwritten in black ink.
The German nation glanced over at his son and smiled when he saw the look of all on the Leung boy's face as he looked up at his Torah scroll. His golden eyes widened however when the rabbi called him up and asked him to read a portion of the Torah. The boy stiffened and froze, too shy to go to the front however Germany gave him an encouraging pat and assured him, "go one, you'll do fine."
Israel looked up at his father and then smiled before hesitantly jumping out of his seat and running to the front of the synagogue. He kissed the Torah scroll and then started to read to it in Hebrew. Several of the Jews in the synagogue, did about what a skilled Hebrew speaker he was, he spoke as if it was his native tongue.
And despite not knowing what he was saying Germany felt extremely proud as he watched his son read from the Torah scroll in such apparently perfect Hebrew.
Outside of the synagogue the young Nazis marched down the street, disgruntled that the German nation had stopped their fun.
"Hey!"
The three Nazis turned and arched curious eyebrows when they saw an albino running up to them, waving a hand and encouraging them to stop.
"What do you want?" sneered one of the Nazis as the Prussian approached. The Prussian grinned and then gesturing to the swastika on their arms queried, "so what is that thing?"
The Nazis puffed out their chests confidently and one of them said, "that is a swastika, it's the symbol of our party, we Nazis adopted it and now it's ours."
The Prussian nation grinned and said, "did you now? So tell me about the Nazis..."
A/N okay, sorry about the late update, not to worry I'll update sooner and more often!