The Blindfolded Dancer (ThirdUnion) (Back?)

Chapter Nine

(Enjoy this random image I took, drew on, and put words on 💀💀)
[Third Person]

Germany was growing impatient. Reich refused to respond each time he asked. "Mutter. Why didn't you tell me I had siblings?!" He yelled, and Reich jerked away, shielding himself with his wings as if to block the words from reaching his ears. Austria and Hungary stood on the sidelines

(Austria be like: "Yeah good going bro 🙄" and Hungary be like: "Fuck you someone had to say it 😒")

Germany began to tear up. "You still won't tell me..?" He whimpered, and Reich's head jerked up. He pulled his son into his arms and cuddled him for several moments before speaking up quietly. "I thought it was for the best.."

Germany's head jerked up. "What..?" The amount of pain in his voice made Reich flinch. He then repeated himself. "I thought it was for the best." Germany then realized something. "That guy earlier said my father was a communist.. did he mean USSR-?" He questioned quietly, and Reich flinched again. "Yes. He was talking about USSR." He turned his head away.

Quietly, Reich explained what had happened between him and USSR, some of which Germany already knew, and when Reich was finished red tears slid down his face. Germany pressed on quietly. "So who are my siblings then-?"

Reich looked towards Hungary and Austria, and Hungary spoke up. "Russia and Ukraine, I think their names were." Reich nodded. Germany looked between the two against the wall and his mother. "So this whole time.. they were my siblings-?" He couldn't believe it.

Reich nodded again. "Yes. They're your biological twins. I couldn't take care of all three of you so I handed them off to Sowjet.." He was cut off by Germany hugging him. "I'm glad you finally told me." He smiled up at his mother. Reich, however, was confused. "You aren't mad-?" He questioned, and Germany giggled.

He cuddled into his mothers chest, grinning. "How can I stay mad at my own Mutter? It's impossible." He said it dramatically, earning a laugh from the winged male holding him. Soon enough he gently pushed Germany away. "I'm glad you aren't mad at me Deutschland." He smiled, rubbing at the red streaks on his face quietly.

Prussia chose that this was the time to re-enter the room, walking straight over to pick Reich up, earning a sharp cry of alarm. "How's my favorite nephew?!" Prussia grinned as Reich slowly processed the fact that his feet were not on the ground and opened his wings, pushing out of Prussia's arms and several feet into the air, nearly hitting the ceiling.

The tips of his wings brushed the ceiling tiles ever so gently, so he knew not to go any higher. Prussia, amused, joined him up there, and they tussled and laughed as if they were siblings. Hungary rolled his eyes. "Dramatic fools."

Prussia looked down at Hungary from his position in the sky. "Shall I come down there and drag you up by your feet?" He threatened playfully, and Hungary paled. "N-No thanks." He muttered, and Prussia resumed to teasing Reich.

Austria walked over and quietly made conversation with Germany until a knock came at the front door. The pair in the sky dropped, landing on their feet. Reich sighed. "It's Sowjet." He said simply, identifying the heartbeat and breathing pattern behind the door in an instant.

Germany walked over and opened the door, letting him in. Kaz, Russia, Bel, and Ukraine followed soon after. Reich smiled softly. "Where are the rest of your children then? I only count four." As soon as he spoke, Bel's eyes widened. "You can tell?!" She gasped in awe, and Reich nodded.

Bel instantly walked over, and Reich began to explain. Soviet stood awkwardly in the doorway as Ukraine glared at him, arms crossed. Russia shrugged, walking over to Germany who grinned up at him. "Hey there brother!" Germany teased, and Russia arched an eyebrow. "He told you-?" He questioned, and Germany nodded.

Prussia stood against the wall, deep in conversation about flight with Kaz, who, even though he had never met Prussia in his life, found him interesting. Reich finished his explanation, and Ukraine finally spoke. "Will someone please explain now-?"

[After explaining to Ukraine because he's a bitch 😒 /j]

Ukraine blinked at Reich, then at Soviet. Then, his head jerked in Russia's direction. "You knew the whole time?!" He yelled, and Russia simply nodded and shrugged. "Not my fault you're an idiot." Earning a sharp muffled giggle from Germany and an outright laugh from Bel. Ukraine narrowed his eyes but stayed seated.

Kaz and Prussia had gone out to the backyard mid explanation. Kaz had practically begged Prussia to teach him some of the moves he had been talking to him about earlier, and Prussia finally gave in. Reich turned his head in Russia's direction with a smile. "Shall we join them?" He asked, and Russia bounced to his feet. An obvious yes.

Once again, the people left in the house went outside and Reich and Russia took to the skies, messing around with the pair already flying. Reich and Prussia tussled several times before Prussia finally got exhausted and dropped down to sit.

Reich flaunted around the sky, almost as if he was dancing, before dropping down several inches from Soviet's face, upside down. Soviet hummed questioningly before Reich simply flipped him off, earning a snort from the male in front of him and a burst of laughter from Bel.

He resumed his little sky dance, and Russia, after watching him repeat the same moves several times, joined in. Kaz backed off a little, watching the pair before clapping. "That's awesome!" Kaz grinned at Russia's embarrassed state, and Reich smiled. "You like dancing hm Russland?" Reich's voice was quiet, and Russia's head turned in shock of hearing his name in German.

"Ah.. yeah.. a bit-" He was embarrassed, and a little pleased. Reich laughed. "Your form was a little off. You don't need to flap your wings so hard." He continued to instruct him quietly until both mother and son pair completed it perfectly. Soviet clapped from his standing position on the ground.

Another argument free day between the German and the Russian. Maybe things are starting to look up?