United and Departed

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I am so sorry that this has taken so long. I've been really busy. My YouTube has been growing a lot. Thank you all so much. But I finally wrote this! I think I might be rewriting Secrets And Lies too. Tell me what you think about that.
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Germany's POV:
Well. My dad looks like he just lost a bar fight, and is being helped around by a tiny woman and giant ass Russian. Man, the shit you see when you're a flag. Anyways, Britain got up and we all left the hallway. I have no clue as to how this will go.

We enter the main lobby and I see my aunt. Her face. She looked so ecstatic. But also very worried. She stood up and took a few steps closer. My dad is still looking at the ground, because of course he is. "Cinnamon Sticks?" She asked. The hell? My dad popped his head up, he looked startled.

"Blood orange?" He asked. Is this some sibling code type bullshit? "Yes, it's me." She said. My dad looked around the room and quickly spotted her. They both just stared at each other. With seemingly no idea what to do. I can't say the rest of us had better ideas.

Eventually Weimar made the first move and stepped forward, then my dad let go of JE and Soviet and almost collapsed. But Soviet caught him. Then Weimar just came the rest of the way over and hugged him. Soviet let go, and he hugged back.

The both of them sat down on the ground and just tightly held onto each other. The three of us must have a lot of attachment issues. I mean, at least when I grew up the whole family had already fallen apart.

That shit happened while my dad was a kid. I've been told by Prussia and other members of the family, the fights and yelling matches that would take place. It was unsustainable to all live together anymore. I guess Britain was right, he's only ever known pain and suffering. Just, in more than one form. Seeing it, hearing it, feeling it, being it...

Prussia would never tell me what those fights were over. He just said that "Second made a bad decision." And left it at that. Although as this all goes on. I'm starting to become more sceptical of my grandfather. What sort of bad decision could he have made? Why is everything so vague?!

The two siblings parted to look at each other. "I thought you died." My father said. "No, I'm ok. I was just...a little stuck is all." She said with a smile. Yeah. Imprisoned by the fairy kingdom; a little stuck, same thing. "But enough about me; how was it?" She asked. "How was what?" He asked. "How was your nation? Any thrilling conquests or amazing discoveries?" She asked.

Oh Weimar...why did you ask that? Why did you ask that now?? Why couldn't you have asked that while he's at least physically stable??? I decided to just look away. I turn and begin to walk away, to the doors. I can wait outside. As I walk I hear them behind me. "Cinnamon? What's wrong?" I hear my aunt ask. "There weren't any thrilling...conquests." He said with a strained tone.

I shut my eyes. Don't turn around. Just keep walking. I took a breath and opened my eyes again as I reached the door. I stepped out and saw my grandfather sitting on the bench. It was dark and the only light came from a street lamp in the small parking lot, and the windows of the hospital. "Why are you still here?" I asked. "I'm waiting." He replied.

"Waiting for what? No one in there wants to see you." I stated. "I know that. But that doesn't mean I don't want to see some of them." He said in response. "Second. You got socked in the jaw by Britain. You have to do something really fucking stupid to get him that angry. And you did do something stupid." I said with some anger in my tone.

"Why are you defending him so suddenly? Last time I talked to you, you resented the man." He asked, looking up at me. "We've decided to start over. Try a clean slate. And it's going as well as it could." I said. He shook his head slightly. "There is a reason I wanted him out, Germany." He said. "And what was that reason? You say that but you never defend it!" I exclaimed.

"He is broken Germany! Can you not see that? Nothing about him is ok!" He yelled. "His sister is busted too, but out of the two of them, I should have picked her." He admitted. "You disowned both of your children?" I asked. "Why wouldn't I? They weren't fit to inherit so much." He said. "That's not how this works! The universe said they inherit it, so they do. It's not up to us because guess what! They both still happened without their help. It doesn't matter!" I yelled.

"Not if they died! I could have made them skip him! But I didn't. I should have taken the country back." He said with a grumble. "Listen. I would have loved it if he was skipped. He would have loved it if he was skipped. But he still happened. And we can't do anything about it now." I said. "Yes. We can." He said.

"What exactly do you want to do about it? It happened almost eighty years ago." I asked. "He tried to remove himself, Right? Well. If we pump him up with more power, he can try again, and be successful this time. I'm sure he wouldn't be against that. Just let it happen. You wouldn't even know he existed if he succeeds." He explained.

This is a complex discussion with no right answer. I just don't understand anymore. I want to get rid of all of those things, sure. But. Would it be worth it? I want to fix history. But what would happen in its place? Would I even exist? Would it even work? Because if he killed his child self, it would mean that he never inherited the nation. And because he doesn't exist, that would make the party seem illegitimate and not worth the government or peoples time.

But even with the same things. The Weimar Republic still happened. My aunt was nowhere to be seen and her nation still had a rule. Would my dads nation have died quickly had they not found him? Wait. How did they find him. He was in the US at the time. How did they get him!?

"Second. How did they get him?" I asked. "What do you mean?" Second replied. "My father. He was in the United States. How did they find him?" I asked. "Simple. They asked me, and I told them where he was. Third brought all of that upon himself." He said.
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Welp. It seems things are getting complicated. I sure hope this doesn't backfire into someone's face or anything. Well, comment as always!
Anywas, Toodaloo
- Grilly

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