Germany was furious enough that he almost burst right into the fuhrer's office however just as he was about to open the door he heard voices coming from inside:

"Awesome!" came a familiar cry of his brother and Germany arched a curious eyebrow. Instead of entering right away he decided to listen in on the conversation, standing by the door with his ear pressed against it he heard his leader and his brother conversing:

"So," said Prussia, sounding absolutely delighted, "since I'm going to be sending the Jews to the work camps then..."

"Don't rush things, Prussia, you'll cause a riot," the Fuhrer scolded him, "yes, you can send Aviel to a camp as soon as possible however you want to wait until your brother leaves him be, if you try to take him while he's still at the house then..."

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I'll get my face pounded in," said the Prussian nation casually then he added cheerfully, "So this work camp thing..."

"The Jew wont be bothering you anymore," said Hitler.

"Is Germany still going to be able to visit the brat? I wont mind never having to see him again but I don't know if West will take it too well if he can't at least visit him once."

"Hmmm...we'll see about that."

"So what kind of work is supposed to go on at these work camps by the way?" queried the Prussian nation curiously. Germany peeked through a crack in the door, his heart pounding with anger and a sense of betrayal as he peeked in. He saw the Fuhrer smile like a devil and say, "important work, but it won't be too hard on the boy."

"Okay," said Prussia happily, "and what..."

But before he could say another word Germanys anger burst and he threw open the door, shooting a glare at the Nazi leader and his brother. Prussia looked over at the door and his brother and he paled.

"W-West!" he cried in shock.

"How could you?!" Germany snarled, then he gestured to Hitler, "working with him to send my son to a work camp!" He then shot a glare at the Nazi Fuhrer and said, "is that what you meant when you said protective custody, mein Fuhrer? Turning my son into slave labor?"

"Hey, lighten up west!" cried Prussia, putting his hands up slightly, "it's just a work camp, its not like other kids don't have to do work, and the Fuhrer wasn't lying, the camp will give the brat safety and he will learn a trade! He won't have to deal with the war, he'll just have to work for it!"

"Shut it!" snapped Germany furiously, "you've never liked Aviel, you traitor, but even I didn't think you'd stoop to such a low!"

Prussia, looking embarrassed, bowed his head in Germany turned his glare to the fuehrer.

"And you," he snarled, "I thought you said you only hated bad Jews, that you didn't hate good Jews!"

Hitler, in response, grinned and said, "I do only hate bad Jews, and I don't hate good Jews. But," his face darkened, "as far as I'm concerned, there is no such thing as a good Jew."

Germany, taken aback, blinked with surprise and then clenched his fists, "I wish I had never made you my leader!"

"Too late for that, fatherland," sneered Hitler, "you have a war to go to, are you going to bring the boy with you?"

Germany thought for a minute and then his heart fell, he realized he didn't have a choice in the matter, if he didn't want Aviel getting sent away then he would have to remain at his side at all times, even in the battlefield.

"Yes," said the German nation before turning on his heel and exiting the room, slamming the door behind him. Hitler glowered and Prussia let out a growl of frustration.

"Not to worry, Prussia," said Hitler, " one way or another, he'll end up in a…work camp."