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Simple, it was a word to describe things, that weren't complicated. People used this word to describe why Poland was afraid of Germany. But, the German didn't understand why they said it was simple. Poland forgave Russia, despite the fact that he had done the same things as the German. But was.. terrified of Germany. It was hard for him to understand, but he accepted it.
Germany did try to patch things up little by little, by giving the pol little gifts from time to time, or a friendly wave and smile. It didn't help much, but Poland slowly became more comfortable around the German.
"Hallo Poland!" Germany greeted the pol.
"Hello.. Germany." Poland replied, hesitant. He didn't fully trust Germany, but at least the German was bearable to be around.
"How do you think the meeting is going so far?" Germany asked, notepad in his left hand, pen in the right.
"G-good?" Poland stuttered, his Slavic accent getting thicker by each second that passed. (Pols Are Slavs- trust me, I know things) He watched Germany scribble something down,
"Ja, I agree." The German replied smiling.
Poland's heart almost skipped a beat, he never noticed how sweet his smile was. It seemed like he had butterflies in his stomach.
"Polska?" Germany asked, snapping his fingers in front of Poland's face.
"I'm sorry Germany, I zoned out, didn't I?"
"Ja." The German replied, nodding. "It's okay if you're scared, but.. Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you." He quickly added.
"G-Germany... I'm not afraid, you are too sweet to be scary." Poland said, reaching out and fixing the German's crooked glasses. Germany's face went a bright red, and he ended up letting out a jumble of words.
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Would you guys like to see a part two?
