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Reich doing horrible shit to his family. 😁👍

You know I question how I said that I will make this scene something that was just fluff then turn it into something that's angst. I like it though even if I hate Reich really really bad now. Anyways I have a question for y'all. Is it okay if I put the text-to-speech feature in this book. That is if it's even helpful in anyway for you all and if the way I know how to do it even works because I have never tried it out. Well anyways I hope that you enjoy chapter 43. (·∀·)
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Reich's POV

A small frown formed on my face the longer I layed there. I wasn't disappointed being in bed with my family, in fact, I was really happy about it. My mind was just going crazy with all of my thoughts.

I started to zone out going deep into my thoughts. It was a very hard thing to ignore especially when everything you're thinking is everything that could go wrong.

"Are you okay Reich?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Soviet. "I'm fine." I whispered to him so I wouldn't wake up the now sleeping kids. "Reich I can tell there's something wrong, what's wrong, Любовь?" (translation: love) Soviet whispered back to me and I can feel his soft and warm hand caress my face. "Stop it, you don't need to know my business." I slapped Soviet's hand away from my face.

Soviet always thinks he's entitled to know everything I'm thinking about. He thinks he needs to know everything that happens, he doesn't need to know shit. All he needs to do is worry about himself for fuck's sakes.

"But Reich I just need to make sure your okay." I scoffed, I didn't need anyone to make sure I was okay. "Soviet, maybe you sound worry about your own fucking self." I watched as a frown formed onto onto his face. "Reich there's kids here, you can't say that." I just stared at him, he really can't learn can he. "Soviet how many times do I have to tell you to not control what I can and can't say?" Soviet looked down in shame. "To many" Soviet quietly said, I just glared at him, is that all he could say to me?

I just sighed and sat up, I was quite frustrated with Soviet at this point. "Is that seriously all you can say? My fucking god you really have ruined this time for me have you." my voice was very noticeably angry now. I watched as Soviet wrapped his arms around the 3 sleeping kids, I can tell that Soviet was a bit scared. I can practically see right through him just by how easy it was to read Soviet's emotions.

I watched Soviet's movement's very carefully. He was trying to protect them from me, why would he try to protect them from me? "Soviet why would I ever hurt them?" I looked back at Soviet's face. "Reich, your acting like you haven't threaten to blow their brains out before." A smile slowly started to creep onto my face. Soviet's face became one of confusion from my facial expression.

"Soviet your acting like you could protect them if I actually did." my eyes then drifted to my side table. "Your acting like the gun has moved." I looked right back at Soviet's face and he just stared at the side table. His body got tense and his eyes started to get glossy with tears that were treating to spill.

"No, I don't believe you." Soviet looked up at me, I can see in his eyes that he was begging me to say that this was all just a cruel joke. I leaned over to the drawer and pulled out the gun and showed it to him. "Do you believe me now?" a small laugh came from me afterwards. I put one of my hands on Soviet's cheek and started to rub my thumb over his crimson skin.

The gun was already loaded and everything, so one wrong push of the trigger then the white bedsheets would become a dark crimson color. I pointed the barrel of the gun at FRG's head and put my finger on the trigger. I watched as Soviet watched every movement I made. "You know Soviet, you can't protect them from me because you would never lay a hand on me. You love me to much for that and it would take a horrible man to do such thing." I watched as tears started to run down Soviet's face the more I talked.

I then pointed the gun to GDR's head next. "You are nothing against me Soviet. You're quite powerless against me. You can't even stand up for yourself instead you hid away like a coward." I then pointed the gun at Russia's head. I leaned down and started to kiss the tears that dripped down Soviet's cheeks. The way I was leaning over to him made him lose sight of the gun he can only hear it and I used that to my advantage. Thunder started to crack outside and Soviet started to get a bit jumpy.

I started to move the gun around so it would make noise and because Soviet couldn't see it his eyes went wide and his breath started to get heavy. "If you move at all I won't hesitate to pull that trigger Soviet." I looked into Soviet's fearful eyes. "You just have to realize that you can't do anything to me, Soviet. I'm just doing this out of my love for you, Liebling. I love you and there's nobody else that will like I do." I gave Soviet a quick kiss. "so.." I then pressed the gun to Soviet's chest. "If I were you I would listen and do everything I ask you to do and before you try to blame me for this, you brought this onto yourself. If you do this again then I don't think it would be nice being the blame for our kids deaths, do you understand me?" Soviet nodded his head in response.

I sat back up and leaned over to my side table and put the gun in the drawer again. I sat on the edge of the bed and put my eye patch on. "Also if you tell anyone about this, it won't look pretty for you." I got up and walked over to the dresser to grab some clothes for me to wear. After I found some I quickly got changed and walked out of the bedroom leaving Soviet and the kids alone.

Soviet's POV

I just layed there protectively holding my kids. I stared at the drawer the weapon was neatly put inside. I was petrified from what Reich did and said to me. Was that all true? If my beautiful kids died it would be my fault? That I'm a coward and I can't stand up for myself? That I really am just pathetic?

I started to silently cry harder. It's like my vocal cords failed on me because no sound emitted from me. I couldn't move from where I was. I was to scared to get up from the fear of leaving my kids just for a second or that I could run into Reich.

It was like I was glued there to the bed and would never be able to get up again. I could still feel the barrel of the gun pressed against my chest even though it wasn't there anymore. How scared I was if the gun went off when Reich pointed it at the kids head's, our kids head's. Why would he ever think of doing that to our kids.

It was like he wanted to kill me in cold blood one second and the next he wanted to give me all the love and attention in the world. I even questioned if he loves me the way he says he does or even wants this family in the first place.

I wonder why he does these things to me. Why can't he just love me for 1 day? That's all I need in my life, just one day without yelling, insults, and threats. I would be the happiest man alive if I could have that for a day.

He won't though, he will never give me the love he once showed me.

A chocking sob finally came from my mouth after so long of silently crying to myself. This all hurts me so much and Reich doesn't seem to care. Why doesn't he care about how I feel? Even after I do everything for him, when I make sure he's happy, even when I put his needs and wants in front of my entire well-being.

I sat up and put my head in my hands, trying to calm down from the events that just played out. I needed to clam down before the kids wakeup so they don't ask wants wrong. They don't need to know that anything happened here.

After a few minutes I finally stopped crying. There was just a few sniffs here and there but it was nothing crazy. I needed to start my day instead of sitting around. I have way to much to do.

I looked over at my side table and looked at the gold ring that sat there. I started to contemplate if I should even put it on but I ended up slipping it onto my finger anyways. I looked at the beautiful piece of jewelry that signified something so special in my life. That day is still the best day of my entire life but for some reason when I looked at it all I felt was a horrible feeling in my chest. I felt hurt when I looked at it. I shouldn't feel such way about something like this.

I sighed and layed back onto the bed again. I crossed my arms over my eyes in attempt to clear my mind. That wasn't really working for me sadly.

"Папа were did vater go?" I quickly took my arms off my eyes and looked at my now awake son. FRG and GDR always called Reich vater because Reich taught them to call him that instead of мать. Russia still always calls Reich мать even after 4 years and Reich's attempts at making him say vater.

"He left, FRG." he finished whipping the sleep from his eyes and he had a very disappointed look. "Oh, why did vater leave?" I smiled at FRG. "He needed to do something's." FRG let out a little oh and looked over at the door. "I was having a good time though." FRG started to pout because of the absence of his vater.

"It's alright, we can have a time like this again." I said sitting up and pat his black hair. He slowly closed his ocean blue eyes, enjoying the attention.

I never really understood why GDR and FRG had blue eyes. Reich has shown me pictures and some really small paintings of him when he was younger. In those paintings he had the same bright blue eyes as GDR and FRG. He told me that they randomly changed a little after his father died. He himself didn't know why they changed, he just woke up one day and they were different.

I mean if I remember correctly Weimar also had the same bright blue eyes. Austria also had the bright blue eyes. It was just a weird thing that they randomly changed one day and how was it even possible?

I didn't know and I don't think I could even find out how it worked.

I just smiled at the sight of my 3 beautiful children. They were the light of my life and I would trade anything to make them happy. They are my kids and I will never ever let anyone hurt them even if that means I put myself in harm's way.

"You know I love you so much, FRG." FRG opened his eyes and looked at me smiling. "I love you too, папа."

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The poor kids were about to have their brains blown out of their heads. I mean I can only imagine how Soviet felt during that. If that happened to my future kids I wouldn't know what to do. Anyways for my question that I have made.

Why did Reich's eyes change from blue to the swastika?

Well that's all I got for that. I mean it's not a bad question, I actually kinda like it. Anyways it's now time for the ThirdUnion pictures.

I think the degrees that's there is in celsius and because I'm American I use fahrenheit so I gotta figure that out later. But whatever temperature it is it's obvious that Reich can't handle it with his horrible resistance to the cold. Also don't know who this is from.

Look I know Halloween's over but we can still put some Halloween stuff here. We can say it's their matching couples Halloween costume for next year. I also don't know who made this one.

Anyways I hope that you have a good day/morning/night or whatever time you are reading this.

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