"Mein Fuhrer!" cried Germany, bursting into the fuhrer's office, not even bothering to knock. As he entered Hitler shoved what looked to be a pile of papers under his desk and Germany was surprised to see that he and Prussia had been going over something. Germany arched a curious eyebrow and wondered what they could have been discussing.

"Germany, what do you need?" asked Hitler charmingly and Germany responded, "I need to talk with you," he then pointedly looked at his brother and said, "preferably in private."

Prussia didn't look happy about this but Hitler held up a hand and said, "not to worry, Prussia, we can continue our discussion later. For now let me have a talk with the fatherland."

Prussia grunted but obeyed and turning on his heel started to march out of the office, shooting his brother a smirk on the way out before closing the door behind him. Germany watched his brother go and then turned to Hitler. Hitler offered him a seat but Germany refused, crossing his arms across his chest stubbornly.

"This is getting at of control you have to do something," said Germany, "my son went to town today and there was a sign that said 'Jews forbidden' on a shop. You need to take control of your soldiers and..."

"Germany," Hitler interrupted in his most innocent voice, "I'm sorry, tell your son I'm sorry, but I'm simply too preoccupied with plans to retake the Rhineland and end the Versailles treaty, I simply don't have time to exercise such control over my lower soldiers. But I've been thinking, if your son is truly threatened then perhaps it would be best if he was placed under protective custody by my best soldiers, we could send him somewhere he wouldn't have to worry about being bullied, with other Jews, he would fit in there and naturally it would be a lot safer if a war ends up coming. He could go to school and even learn a trade, all I would need is your permission and..."

"No!" Germany shouted immediately. Hitler blinked and surprised before hissing, "no?"

Germany cleared his throat and politely bowed his head before saying, "forgive me, mein Fuhrer, but I simply don't want to be separated from my son."

"But don't you want him to be among his own people? Out of the line of fire?" queried Adolf Hitler and Germany sighed.

"I want what's best for him, yes, but I home school him and he learns just fine and there are still in Jews in the neighborhood, he still goes to synagogue, I think it would be best if he stayed with me, I would just feel safer with him in my presence. You understand, don't you?"

For a minute Germany that he could see anger flashed across the fuhrer's eyes however the Fuhrer smiled understandingly and said, "of coarse, of coarse Germany. I understand completely. And as for the Jews forbidden sign not to worry."

"Mein Fuhrer," said Germany suspiciously, "you've been speaking about the Jews quite negatively in your speeches for quite some time, are you sure that this is all your underlings' work?"

"Just a lot of political speeches, Germany, I can assure you, once more I have nothing against the good Jews, it's only bad Jews."

Germany nodded and after bidding his Fuhrer goodbye he exited.

And it wasn't long after that meeting until the Nuremberg laws or put into effect, excluding the Jews from practically every aspect of average German life.

And after that Germany started to think even more that the Fuhrer was lying through his teeth and he thanked god that he hadn't sent his son into protective custody.