Your sat in your room playing with your barbies. But you were unlike any other girl and you would play with your barbies by pretending to be doing training . "Come on Barbie! Your not going to win the war with noodle arms like that!" There was then a knock at the door, "___________ what are you doing? We have training to do!" You nodded and got up from the floor grabbing your military jacket.

*time skipp*
Run run run run. That's all that was going through your head as you (h/c) hair wiped in the wind. What lap were you on? 20th? 40th 60th? Yeah 60th. Only 40 more laps and your dad would be so proud of you. "I just want to make dad happy" you mumbled under short breath. "KEEP IT UP, _______!" Germany scolded you.

*more time skips*
Your eyes were faced toward the ground as Germany yelled at you. " I CANT BELIEVE THAT YOU TRIED TO FAKE YOUR LAST LAP! I EXPECT THIS FROM ITALY BUT FROM YOU?!"
Don't cry don't cry don't cry
Ok.
Cry
Germany stopped his yelling only to see you crying and holding on to his leg.
"Please don't get rid of me daddy! I promise to never ever do that again! I just wanted to make you proud!"
Germany didn't know what to do. You had never cried in you life; not even as a baby.
He leaned down and hugged your small body "you'll always make me proud mein little princess!"
You looked up at him and smiled widely.
He then payed your back and stood up "now go get cleaned up before Feli gets here, he'll be making pasta for us.." Germany rolled his eyes at the last part but other then that the smile never left his face.
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A/N
Hello!! I'm back and better!!! I hope you love this chapter lots! Also I'd love to thank you all for 5k views!! This is so awesome !!! Next chapter im thinking of making you all teens! Idk though you'll have to see! ^-^
Stay awesome mein cupcakes !