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Oh my gosh what is in Karl's mind?! I know he's silly but, grotesque?... I don't think so. I also feel like something's up, but I don't know. Maybe I'm just making something out of nothing.
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Vash's POV
That, that horrible man! If I even can call him a man! He's nowhere near a gentleman! How dare he act so, so unmanly! I walk into the kitchen and I see [Name] and Lily outside making flower crowns. They're both so beautiful. I shake my head and frown again. They're too precious for this, nincompoop Karl. I walk upstairs to his room. I knock harshly and he answers.
"What do you want?" He lazily answers.
"Why are you really here for? I sure as hell know that what you told [Name] wasn't the truth. So spill it." I demand. He rolls his eyes as he grabs a pin up girl magazine from his room.
"Why should." He licked the corner of the page and flipped it over. "You know." He droned. I huff, my hair flying up to expose my forehead. This boy.
"I'm only going to ask again nicely." I place my hand in my pajama pocket, feeling the cold sinister steel of my gun. "Why. Are. You. Here?" His eyes widen as he saw me trace out my gun.
Okay this sounds super bad. I'm not using the gun to kill him. God no, [Name] would kill six ways to Sunday if I did that. I'm just, interrogating him.
"Okay, Okay!" He admitted raising his hands. "I'll tell you why I'm in this," he spins his finger, gesturing to the place. "Hellhole." He runs his hand through his, I hate to admit, gorgeous golden locks. "My dad and [Your mom's name] sent me here to be here in their place for an "occasion"."
"Oh? What type of occasion? Am I invited?" I ask. Come on Vash you hadn't been to party since forever...
"A wedding. And you're sure as hell not invited!" He yells, as he tries to slam the door I slip my food in between the door and the wall.
"Who's wedding?"
"[Name] will soon be Mrs. Ludwig Beilschmidt and we will come back to Germany and live a really comfortable life with the chancellor Hitler."
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Through The Alps | Switzerland ✎
Fiksi PenggemarIn 1941, seventeen-year-old Y/n L/n a German native is going to leave the only place she knows to be safe. During this time, the Nazi party reigns all of Germany and the L/n family opposes the Nazi beliefs and believing so, can have fatal consequenc...
