Chapter 2
I couldnt believe it. It was just too immposible to be possible. Standing infront of me was my opposite self, Lutz Beilcimidt. His body was covered in scars from his head to his feet and he was not only cowardly, but the worst kind of weakness. Lazy. I would not let a lazy fool like him intimate me, never in a thousand years. His violet eyes gleamed and though he was a lazy coward he had surprisingly strong muscles. My eyes narrowed suspiciously. He must be here for a reason, and i could tell it wouldnt be a good one. "Ah Ludwig, its been awhile ja?" Lutz started. "Vhat are you doing here." I asked. That was all i needed to know. "Why am i here?" He repeated as he made himself at home on my couch. "Isnt it obvious? We have found a way out of our world, and have now come to visit our 1ps." He yawned before continuing. "You should be happy im not one of those violent ones. Now go make me a sandwitch." I just stood there, stunned. That meant..! I quickly through on my coat, the noise of the rustling clothing alerting my captor who threw a knife in my direction, barley missing my head. I spun around in unknown rage. "Vhat vas that for?! I need to get to Italy!" Lutz just ignored me for a moment and drums his fingers on the couch in thought. "If I'm right, there's no need." He explained calmly. "I'm sure my italien didn't hurt him."I turned sharply, his voice raised in anger and his mouth curved in the equivalent of a snarl. "How can you be so sure!? Tell me one reason why i should believe you." Lutz sighed and got up from his position on the couch. "Well what other reasons do you have? And Besides." He smirked. "Arent you supposed to entertain your guests?" I was shocked. My 2p expected hospitality from him, his enemy? Before he could make a move the violet eyed blonde picked up his cellphone and started to speak with the person who contacted him. I was so deep in thought i didnt even hear the obnoxious ringing the phone had done, though i narrowed my eyes and tried to make out as much as he could muster from the conversation which wasnt much to my disapointment. "Hm..yes. I'll be right there." Lutz finally said and put away his phone. "Id better be going. Remember though, dont be a nuisence or you'll only get hurt." And with that comment the other blonde was gone. I stared at the pot he had left, not sure what to do next. In a way i believed that Italy was not injured, but i knew that for now the best thing i could do is call the other nations to see if they met thier other selves yet. I sat on his couch with a sigh and held my head in my hands. I had to think of a plan and fast.
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