After a few years of Germany and Poland being together, the young Country finally was able to attend school.
Germany was always excited about the thought of school, thinking it was a magical place where a wise person would teach you all the secrets of the universe, and where you could play with other kids your age and make friends!
Poland did warn him that School isn't really for everyone and that sometimes it can become a living hell if you're unlucky, but made sure not to demotivated Germany from going to school.
Germany was placed in 6th grade, despite being 5.
Poland told him it was because the Teachers thought he was a genius and that he should be in higher classes to match his IQ level.
Germany felt a bit proud that the Teachers thought he was smart enough to be put in higher classes.
But he did notice certian looks his Kindergarten Teachers gave him.
It was nothing he wasn't used to. He was used to being hated and feared by almost anyone he knew. But that was ok, because the only person he really needed was Poland.
Poland cared about him when no one else would, so Poland was all Germany needed.
He would be lying if he said he wasn't very attached to his Parental Gaurdian.
Germany entered the school. It was small on the outside, but particularly large on the inside.
He held out some notes trying to figure out where his class was, when all of a sudden, a thick plastic drink bottle hit him square in the head.
He immediately fell over, but was thankful his glasses didn't break. He was still scarred for life after that one time he was pelted by rocks.
It wasn't even the last time he had things flung at him.
Because of this, he was scared to even go outside without someone by his side.
But now, at school!?!
Germany wouldn't make the mistake of turning over to face his attacker. That would only risk something hitting his face.
So he tried to walk over down the hall, trying to avoid them.
"Nazi Coward! Pay the price!"
Poland told him what those words meant. He hated that word. He hated being called that.
He pulled out his notes, but then realized he had to go the other way in order to get to class.
So Germany tried to sneak behind his attacker, in order not to be noticed or hit again, but he failed miserably.
His attacker pulled his up by his collar and screamed in his face.
"What are you following me for, creep!?"
Germany: Let me go, please!
"You didn't let the Jews go when you put them through hell so why should I!?"
UN: ISRAEL, THAT IS ENOUGH!
The Country named Israel dropped Germany unceremoniously, to which he fell with a thud.
Germany: Oof!
Israel: I won't forget this. Don't even think about crossing my line of sight again.
Israel left as he walked down the School halls. UN helped Germany back up.
UN: Please forgive him, you see your father used to-
Germany: I know.
UN: Oh. Poland must have told you already. I'm very sorry about all that Germany.
Germany: It's fine. I'm used to it. I just wish I could've avoided it for once....
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The Eagle Prince
FanfictionGermany was an orphan after World War 2. He was only 3 when it ended. The UN and EU tried to get others to adopt him but no one would take him due to his father's legacy. after sometime UN decided to hold a meeting and it was decided that Poland wou...
