The Future awaits (GerPol fanfic)

Dont Look

Narrators POV

Germany was sitting on the couch next to Poland.

"Polan?" Poland was staring at the wall not realizing Germany has said anything.

"Po-"

"Okay boys, Indonesia just called I need to pick them up from Disneyland, I'll be back later tonight and Germany please don't touch my child!"
Germany knew why he said that he felt sad he just wanted to prove that he wasn't his father.

"Okays" Vatican City looked at Germany and made it clear he didn't like him being in his home.

—

"Polan?"
Poland was still looking at the wall not saying one word.
"Poland!"
Poland snapped back, he felt confused he had completely forgot what was going on.
"Niemcy, What?" Poland didn't realize he zoned out.
"You was staring at walls?" Germany got confused on why Poland was confused it was a whole damn circle of confusion.
"Oh Hm didn't realize.." Poland started to feel not real like he wasn't completely in reality, he knew that was just one of the side affects of his wings coming back.
"Oh okays"
Poland started to smile, he didnt have the feeling of being alone anymore.
"Polan, why are you smilings?"
"Better question where did my father go?"
"He left whens you where busy staring at walls"
Poland didn't realize that he zoned out that bad all he was thinking about was how he wasn't alone anymore.
"Oh damn"
Germany looked at Poland he noticed something peeking out of his shirt.
"Polan, was is thats?" Poland looked at Germany and noticed him staring at his back, he didn't want Germany to know about it.
"Nothing.." Poland turned so that he was facing Germany so Germany didn't see his wings.
Germany got confused but shrugged it off.
"Anyways... what you wanna do?"
Germany didn't know what to do.
"Ich don't knows"
Poland thought for a second.
"Me neither.." Poland and Germany were clueless.
"Well we can't just sits here and do nothing"
Poland knew Germany was correct, that would be just plain boring.
Poland looked at the kitchen and remembered what Vatican City told him earlier, Poland looked at Germany remembering America telling him that Germany was a good cook.
"Wanna cook something?"
Germanys face lit up, he loved to cook.
"Ja!"
Poland didn't know that Germany liked to cook he just knew from what America had told him about Germany.

—

When they got to the kitchen Poland had no idea on what to do, he only knew how to cook sachbowy and apparently he sucked at that.
"What should we cook?"
Germany thought for a second, wondering if he should show Poland how to make a famous German dish or not.
"Want to make some Brot and brötchen?""*bread and rolls?"
Poland was confused on what he just said.
"Tak..?""*yes*"
"Sorry, basicallys bread rolls"
Poland now knowing what the German said he knew he would've agreed either way.
"Oh okay, then still yes"
Germany chuckled a little then got out some ingredients. He knew this recipe by heart.

——

After some baking Poland was sitting down while Germany was finishing up the last bread roll.

"So anything happen on vacation?"
Germany froze, all Poland was doing was trying to make small talk he didn't expect the man freeze up.
"It was fine.."
Germany got back to making the last bread roll.
"Oh okay, I mean Indonesia told me she was confused that you and your family even went on a vacation"
"Oh yeah I was confused as well.."
Poland got a little confused.
"And why's that?"
"Oh just because my father and grandfather hate going places, mainly cus they scare everyone that they go near.."
Poland started to think that Germany was about to tell him who his father and Grandfather were finally.
"Oh damn that must suck"
"Yeah it definitely does but I'm happy that they even agreed in the first place"
Poland stood up and stood next to Germany.
"Hm, why did they stay back at the hotel anyways?"
Germany didn't want to tell Poland that him and his sister saw their dead brother haunting them and that his family wanted to send Germany to a hospital to make sure that he was okay when he was, so instead of going to the hospital he went to Polands.
"Uhm Austria made them.."
Poland noticed that Germany had his head down.
"You okay?"
Germany felt like he was going to cry just thinking about it, then he got that itch in his arm again...
"Mhm, yup"
Germany ignored it like he always does until it went away.
Poland saw something out of the corner of his eye so he turned around and saw a bright light coming from the living room, he started walking over when he tripped over some bread dough on the ground landing on his wing.
He heard Germany laughing so he looked up then saw Germany laughing right above him.
"Damn that hurt"
Poland stood back up and saw Germany laughing,
Then he noticed his teeth, they looked sharper then before like they were coming to a point.
"Wow thanks for helping me up"
"Listen I'm sorry but that was funny"
Poland looked over to the counter and saw some flour, he put some in his hand and threw it at Germany.
"I don't help you up and you throw flour at me?"
Germany saw the bag of flour next to him and put some in his hand as well, he threw it at Poland also.
"Okay okay damn"
When Poland looked back at Germany after dusting off the flour off him he saw him laughing, Poland liked his smile it was different more different then any smile he'd seen before.
"Okay okay you can stop laughing now"
Germany looked around at the kitchen it wasn't the cleanest one would say..
"Shoulds we clean this up?"
Poland looked around at the kitchen too, it wasn't that messy to him just the stove and the floor and that was it.
"Ugh fine"
Poland was never to fond of cleaning but Germany quite enjoyed it.