Split Personality

A Lie About Berlin

2758 words. That how long this chapter is without the authors notes at the top and bottom. I told you I'd update quicker than before! Anyways. So Germany, right? He doesn't always have his priorities straight as we've seen before. Anyways. That's going to probably not cause any problems what's so ever. Cough
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Germany's POV:
This is just not making sense. I guess you can snap out of it. But there is typically a trigger when it gets that bad. I guess I'm just having a hard time understanding what his environment was like now. It was a shut down bunker he was hiding in. That is why we couldn't find it on any maps. It was out of use for one reason or another.

After a couple minutes of thinking I shut down my laptop, put it away, and stood up. "Where are you going?" Prussia asked me. "Just checking in on something." I said as I walked to the stairs. I could feel Prussia's eyes on me as I walked up the stairs, I could feel it. Soviet didn't seem to notice me. Once I got to the top. I knocked on the door. Nothing for a second. "Yes, Germany?" I heard. I open the door, walk in, then shut it again. "Right. You can sense people." I said. He nodded.

I want to talk more about that bunker. But I should strategize that more. Start with something else. "How does that work anyways?" I asked him as I walked towards him. "What do you mean?" He asked. "How can you sense it exactly?" I clarified. He looked down in thought. "It's hard to describe. It's like all of my senses put together to make something. And that something is attached to a person. It can change over time." He said.

"What do I feel like?" I asked as I sat down. "Warm. Hard. Like a piece of metal that sat in the summer sun. Like the hood of a car almost. Smooth, but sturdy. Smells like clay. Like bricks." He said. Huh. All the senses indeed. "What did I used to feel like?" I asked. I know I've changed a  lot since he last spent time with me. I am also curious as to how I've changed according to this ability. "You used to feel so much different. It took me a while to get used to your new one. It messed with me back at the hospital." He said. "I figured that." I said.

"But to answer your question. I guess to summarize it pretty well, baked vanilla pudding. That's what it smelled like, and felt like. It was warm and soft. It was sporadic and unpredictable. Like vanilla. And you had a hardness to you. It was very playful." He said. After a while it felt like he was talking to himself. "That's quite the change." I said, hoping to snap him out of it. He did. "I guess you're right about that." He said with somber in his tone.

"How do you feel this exactly?" I asked. "I just feel it in my body. On the spot they are." He said. "So. Because I'm in front of you, you feel it on your front?" I asked. "Yeah, basically." He answered simply. "Wait wait wait. So, when I was a kid. And I would walk in, it would feel like you just had freshly baked pudding dumped onto you?" I asked. "Yep." He said with a small smile. I smiled too. "That. That is so ridiculous!" I said before I began to laugh a bit. He joined too. This felt nice, I won't lie. 

We got done laughing and sat there quietly for a second. Wait. Hold on. If he feels everyone, always, all the time. "Huh. So that's why you hate crowds, isn't it?" I asked him. "Yeah. That's why. It sucks. Hard to navigate. All the good things about this ability come with some nasty cons." He said. "I bet. How did you manage that?" I asked. His face changed instantly. Went from pretty carefree to worried in a split second.

He shook his head a little and looked at the floor for a few seconds. "Outside forces. Music, being alone, drawing, being with you, with friends, with Soviet." He listed. "Soviet?" I asked. "Yes. He puts his hand on my back a lot during stressful situations. It overpowers the other feelings." He explained further. I nodded a bit. I noticed that he was done eating.

"I. I want to do something with you." I said. Soviet got permission from UN that we can take him to the human world. So technically I won't be breaking any rules if I do this. Yeah. "What do you want to do?" He asked with some hope in his voice. I kinda felt bad about this. But he should be fine, right? He's strong, he'll be fine. "Just a short trip to my country. Thought you'd want to see it is all." I said. He looked surprised. "Are. Are you sure..?" He asked quietly. "Sure. You can turn human now. No one will notice a thing." I said with a shrug.