First person POV

A small german walked in the cold snow to a nice house. The snow was deep and hard to get through. As Nazi walked his boots would sink into the snow only showing his knees. A trail of huge footprints made a path back to the house he was walking to. The sound of snow crunching was like breaking setting off fireworks into the sky. Nazi eventually arrived back to the house and opened the wooden hand craved door.

Nazi p.o.v.

I just had Goten back from a meeting with Japan Empire and fascist Italy. They had worn me out, mostly when Italy hit the Wrong fuse and made me just go insane. During the meeting we had there was mostly arguments.which had lasted most of the day. Now when I say cold and damp I mean the mental feeling the real look it's quiet nice, the yellow in the room has a nice feeling with the whole look. Nazi sighed as well locked the door and walked up the stairs, walking into the room he shared with the sexy, HEY! I didn't say that! You want to~ No I don't! Yeah yeah, what ever you say Nazi. Your the one writing it! Oh shit your right- so I win, anyway back to your stupid book hey! It's not that bad! Mhm. Boyfriend, he was pretty sexy if I was honest but he was a horrible person so there. I opened the door and looked in, Soviet was crying softly, this had confused me. I thought he would be happy that I was gone all day. I hadn't told him about the meeting but I thought that was fine.

Third person POV

Soviet was sobbing, bags under his eyes, tear stains down his cheeks. The tears looked like waterfalls as they dropped to the cold ground like rain. The sound is the tears falling made a dripping noise. Soviet couldn't stand being away from Nazi as it made him feel so alone and depressed. He looked at nazi arrive and his eyes widen

Soviets p.o.v

"I was worried you bitch!" I yelled at nazi as I stood up and hugged him tightly. Most of the time I would be happy but not today, today I was worried as hell. I may have abused Nazi but I still loved his ass, he had worried me! I kissed his forehead before pinning him to the bed "there's no way I'm letting you do that again!" I growled into his ear before nibbling his ear softly.

In the morning~

Nazis p.o.v

I yawn gently and rubbed my eyes as I sat up and thoughts ran threw my mind like a sea at storm. "Scheisse..."[Shit] i Mutter as i woke up Soviet, getting a burning smack. "Ow..." I say as I stood up and got dressed, the pain in my legs not helping shit. I slowly walked down the stairs and got ready for work. Well before someone from behind me hugged me tightly and said "don't leave... пожалуйста..." [please]The voice was heavy and dark, definitely Russian. At that adult and male "Nein sweetheart, I have work." I replied as I turned around.

First person

I growled and slapped Soviet away. I have a hard feeling if I broke up with Soviet I would never date anyone. God, endless this life is. I saw Soviet whimper like an ignored puppy. Those icy blue eyes looking heart. I stopped taking control then, I was gonna let blue sense, you know, day off but no, Nazi German, or Naz. The one everyone say in World War Two. The hateful me. This is probably confusing, but in short, I have MPD. Got it before the war, but got a lot more after the war. Naz came at the beginning of insanity. The beginning of the war.

Third Person.

"Stop That shit." Naz said. He was a very harsh personality. Probably the harshest.

Soviet growled and pinned Naz to the table, his hands behind his back. This is where had a upper. Soviet was Not honestly that surprised when Thirds Arm came off his body. It was the arm he lost in the war. Soviet held onto Nazis shoulder.

"Who are you? Your not Third." Soviet said, because Third would never remover his arm, which is easier then it sounds. (my miss type: iybshoidns. Yeah it is easier.)

"Fuck you dummer Bär!"

"You don't speak to me like that!"

Soviet had the high ground here. Naz knew that. He ain't a idiot. He had a few choices,

Admit who he was? Maybe get thrown out? He wanted that anyway.

Switch for someone else, but space Might get control and if he does...oh god everyone will die!

Use flame powers and get away.

Nothing will work. Naz growled loudly

And, he left the control with a growl.