- Letting a sharp sigh leave my lips, I gently slicked up my pointer finger, and thumb with my tongue. Before beginning the process of filling out some sort of treaty agreement. With The Soviet Union. He seems alright. I'm just worried that he'll catch onto my real intentions far too early in this treaty. Sadly, Fascist needs military backup right now.. I would supply him with all the troops needed in armed panzers, but.. I don't think my military would make it to him. Considering we're in Berlin, Germany. And he's somewhere in Italy. For being partnered with us, he sure has a lot of secrets. He won't even give me his location unless he needs some of my branches! I can't be partnered with someone like that. Come to think of it, Imperial Japan has been quite.. Quiet lately. Maybe he's up to something? No, he'd ask me before doing anything.
Whatever.. Sighing, I continued signing the paperwork. Occasionally gazing up like someone'd be there. Of course.. Nobody. Yet, that was until two children dressed in the proper uniforms entered my office. Acting like I didn't see them, nor that I cared, I continued to do this final piece of the non-aggression pact. I don't think he knows who he's talking to, or partnering with if he thinks I'll be abiding by 𝐇𝐈𝐒 rules. Almost slamming my fist on the idea from such an idea, I started to laugh nervously. I couldn't be so aggressive in front of these two bundles of joy..
After a bit of only feeling approximately two pairs of eyes on me, I tilted my head down softly. Setting my black kepi hat down on the desk in front of me, I quickly adjusted my gloves. As a small pair of hands gently tugged on my right pant leg. Trying not to crack a smile. I simply hummed softly. Seeing that it was East Germany, and West Germany, I gently picked East up. Then West. Holding them in either arm opposite of each other. Then again, it's not like they have similar personalities. East would rather stay up and do- something. Even chores.. It's cute and all, but he needs sleep sometimes. As for West, he just.. Is tired. All the time. He does stuff around the house, and it's useful, that's all that matters, he does something. Humming, I gently kisses their foreheads. Earning a small admirable giggle. Almost giggling myself, I was able to cut my emotions for that half a second off. ❝What is it you two need?❞ I asked the adopted pair. Adjusting my vision between the two. ❝West is tired, and I'm bored! Do you know how annoying it is to have a ti-❞ Giving East a glare, I signaled for him to shut up. ❝If you mention your brother is tired 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, you're going back to the adoption center.❞
Seeing East flinch at my threat made a twisted grin creep onto my cheeks. Shaking my head, I gently laughed to lighten the mood. ❝Now, there is much to do. So, let West sleep. Go do housework,❞ I advised. As I set them both down, I patted their heads with my gloved hands. Before both of the children ran off. Sighing, I gently picked up my soft kepi hat. Gently placing it upon my slicked back, red hair. Slightly sighing, I heard my landline ring.
Holding the cool metal, I hummed. Gently twisting my finger in the phone line. Humming in enjoyment, it was him! The gracious Union himself. Though it's hard to really know what he's saying sometimes, I could always make it out. Apparently, he wants to try to work with me. Like, really wants to try. He'll even come to Berlin to meet with me! Agreeing, we soon hung up.
Gently placing the fragile landline in it's respected holder, I slowly picked up a cigar from the golden tray it shined on. Gently placing the cigar in my mouth, I crossed my legs. Lighting the tobacco before placing the torch down. Setting all of my finished paperwork off to the side. Oddly, something told me that this collaboration would not last long. Not at all.
