-I don't own anything including tweetie bird- :-:o( a wattpad friend otakuqueen1 drew that amazing pic up there just for this story! It's so beautiful!)

Argh~ my entire body either hurts or is completely numb. That's just freakin' perfect. I slowly sat up and rubbed my tired eyes. When I opened my eyes I seen a dull grey sky and soaking wet grass. Now that I mention it I feel pretty cold. Oh, look at that, I'm just soaking wet. My hair is dripping wet and running down my face. Obviously I'm not in the brightest of moods because of my circumstances.

I carefully got up to stretched and cracked my back. Groaning, I tried to figure out why I was here. Nevermind, I remember now stupid Ludwig shooting me. That's no way to treat your awesome older brother now is it? Well obviously he loves his beer more than his own brother.

Slowly I maneuvered though the woods behind our house to find our house. I was still feeling dizzying, and at one point I even had to lean on a tree. After about 30 minutes of walking around aimlessly,  I still haven't figured out how close I was to finding my house. Honestly, I'm so bored I'm considering talking to squirrel for some kind of fun. I'm not sure if that would be fun, but imaging someone's face when they would see me doing that would be fairly funny. I started to laugh to myself imaging their face. Their face would look like ours whenever we Arthur talking to his 'friends'. That imagery only made things funnier, to me, at least.

I was walking around I I could spot a opening between the trees. Wait, is that my house? Yes, it is! Finally I'm almost there! Mein Gott, danke! Warmth, coffee, blankets, and so many other warming thoughts flooded my mind and encouraged me to get there sooner. I ran, skipped, all the to the from where I was. I hoped that West,for once, forgot to lock the door. Well, if he did lock it then I'm going to kick down the door. I couldn't care less about my logic right now. Excitedly, I reached my hand towards the sliver knob. Slowly I turned the knob,haha! Success! It wasn't locked! Suck on that knob, Luddy! Oh by the way I wasn't joking about kicking down the door.

I walked into my house and started the coffee. After I did that I went and changed into some pajamas. Because the clothes I woke up in are soaking wet, and I'm cold so I need to warm myself up with nice, clean, and warm pjs. I but on a blue and black, button up flannel, a black sleeveless top, and matching fuzzy pants with yellow dots on them. The yellow dots reminded me of Gilbird.

I went back down the stairs and fixed myself a cup of coffee. I didn't put any creamer or anything because I prefer it black. Ludwig says that's probably why I'm hyper, but I on the other disagree with that statement. I'm just always hyper like this. Grabbing a dark blue mug with tweetie bird on I flopped down. I turned on the tv and started to watch my favorite crime show. There's another entire day marathon!

After about one and a half episodes that's when I heard footsteps. "Good morning, bruder" I said with a little sarcasm and smirk in it. I heard him sigh loudly as he did.

"Yeah,yeah good morning." He said slightly annoyed."How are you feeling, bruder?" He asked and I could feel him smirking. Turning to him a let out a growl and glared at him. He was holding Alfred in his arms. Alfred seemed pretty happy but Ludwig seemed just the slightest bit, I'm actually not sure what his expression was.

"Perfectly fine, except I have a killer headache." I said honestly. Ludwig snorted as he tried to hold back a laugh. "Did you und Aflie have some fun last night?" I asked laughing as he blushed and Alfred laughed happily. "Awe, wittle Wuddy wooks so cute vhen he's bwushing" I said mocking and laughing at him as he blushed harder.

Ludwig just sighed as he put Alfred down but his cheeks were still had a light,rosy blush. "Vell I think you got vhat you deserved." He said, but I talked over him saying 'vell it still hurt' and 'vhat happened to respecting your elders?' He just continued right over me. "Vould you like some breakfast now?" Ludwig asked as he walked towards the fridge.

"Yes please, Luddy" Al answered cutely looking up at him with big eyes. I noticed how Ludwig blushed when he got call that by Alfred. Ludwig just turned around to face the fridge again.

"I vould like some too, bitte?" I said with puppy eyes. He looked over at me with a scowl and a face that looked like 'really?' I just laughed as he rolled his eyes at me.

"Vell, I must have used all the potatoes und vurst yesterday" Ludwig said moving things over to look for food. I did a very dramatic screaming 'no' but my little brother ignored that. "Zhere isn't much here either. I guess I could make some eggs und toast. Vhat vould you two like on you're toast?" He asked already putting the toast in the metallic sliver toaster.

To say I was hungry and very,very impatient was an understatement. Alfred delt with his boredom by humming a tune that probably got stuck in his head from yesterday. I on the other hand just couldn't do that. I started to bounce and rock my chair back and forth creating a annoying creaking noise. Adding onto that I was tapping my fingers on the table with no rhythm at all.

I could feel my brother's annoyance but I choose to ignore it. "Could you please stop,bruder?" Ludwig hissed at me as he slapped the back of my head and sent my chair back to the original position with all four legs on the floor. "Thank you" he sighed as he went back to cooking the eggs.

"Ow!" I emphasized loudly rubbing the back of my head. Suddenly a could hear a quiet snickering laugh. My gaze met the wide, innocent eyes that the noise was emitting from. I  banged my head on the table. Even Alfred was laughing at that! Come on! Then I heard my brother try to stifle a laugh but the deep chuckle still came from him. "Zhat really hurt!" I wined and Alfred laughed louder and Ludwig let out something similar to a snort,again.

"Gut, zhat vas zhe point. Try to not be so stupid." He said trying to control his laughter.

"But zhat hurt like a son of a b-" I was cut off as Germany slapped my head again. Really, really? Come on! "Vhat vas zhat for?" I shouted.

He simply glared at me and tilted his head toward the little America. "Language, Gilbert, language" he said like a mom scolding a child.

"Alright,alright Mother" I said. He let out a annoyed growl at the comment but I didn't pay any attention to it. For the first time I actually took the time and smelled the air. It smelt like buttery toast, eggs, and pepper. My stomach let out a hearty growl and my face flushed a bit from embarrassment. Alfred let out a small laugh singling that he heard it.

Thankfully for everyone, and my pride, Ludwig finished and put down the plates. Everyone had scrambled eggs and toast. My eggs had extra salt and pepper and the toast had peanut butter. Ludwig sat down as started to eat. He has his usual of just some pepper on his eggs and jelly on his toast. Alfred had a smaller version of my plate but his toast had cream cheese. West must have asked Al what he wanted on his toast while I was whining. Afterall, I do whine really loud, and Alfred still talks quietly because he's still uncomfortable around us.

All of breakfast was spent in silence. To me it was awkward because in my mind there is stuff to talk about, but Ludwig probably enjoyed this one rare moment of silence. After breakfast we took care of the plates. That ended up being really cute because Alfred brung up a chair to stand on as he dried the plates. I ended up washing them, and I might have burned my hand a couple times on the hot water. Ludwig got stuck putting away the plates but he was monitoring us to make sure we didn't leave a mess.

Suddenly a crush sound was heard from the floor. My head snapped up,well I guess it would better described as down, to see shard of glass littering the floor. White glass. I looked over to Ludwig who was also looking at the fallen plate.

Next thing I knew I heard a chocked cry. We both looked up to Alfred to see big tears rolling down his cheeks. "I-I'm so sorry! I-I didn't mean to, I promise!" He started to say. Ludwig looked awkwardly between Alfred and I. I knew he would be awkward trying to cope the young nation, so I picked him up, cradling him in my arms. I was trying to calm him down and get him to stop saying sorry. I think he was more accustomed to memeanyway.

"It's okay, kid. It's no problem, Al. Accidents happen Aflred, ve know you didn't mean to.Ve have a ton to spare, so zhere's no need to cry. Alright?" I finished wiping away another tear on his cheek. I gave him a soft smile and he tried to wipe away his own tears with his little fists. He gave a slow nod as he buried his head into my shoulder.

I let out a silent sigh as I looked over to Luddy who was cleaning up the scattered shards left. He quickly finished and made sure no tiny shards were littering the floor. He was always awkward in these situations, so he tried to remain silent and avoid eye contact with us.

I looked down to the mop of blonde hair on my right shoulder, and let out a small, fond, smile. He was still crying, but not as much as before, at least. I haven't felt this brotherly, or fatherly, feeling in along time. It's been a long time since I could do much for West. He, well, isn't a kid anymore. Ludwig is fully grown, strong country. Not to mention peaceful country too. It was always a warm feeling to feel like a family.

That's all I had! Hopefully you like this! Also I wanted to ask something of you guys?

Where do you guys think the story go? Ideas for future or right now. I was curious. I'm not promising I'll use them but I will read them!