Warning: A lot of headcanon.

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In der Zeit des Krieges

Prologue

Berlin, Germany 1945

Prussia's POV

I walked through the war torn streets of Berlin, silently noting the names of the destroyed shops. This neighbourhood had been bombed pretty badly.

Six years. Six, long, hard, cruel years. And in those six years, the entire world was at war.

I spotted a young women with short, messy blonde hair sitting amongst the rubble. I recognized her. Smiling I ran towards her, my sister. My little sister. Who, unfortunately, had made a terrible mistake.

"Schwester!" I shouted. She looked up, alarmed. Realizing that it was just her me, Monika relaxed. There were tears in her eyes. She ran towards me.

"Oh Gott, Julchen! What have I done?" Germany cried. I hugged her.

Petting her on the head I whispered, "Shh, it's okay. It's all going to be alright."

Germany looked at me in disbelief. "Julchen, you know that's not true. All those countries invaded, all those people killed. And who knows what my punishment will be this time? Oh Gott, what have I done? What-?" I cut Monika off. She was crying hysterically.

"Shhh, Monika. Calm down, it'll be alright. I know so." I replied, comforting meine kleine Schwester

"Why didn't I listen to you?" Monika mumbled. I sighed. I wasn't sure how to respond to that.

Putting on a small grin, I lazily put my arm around her. "It's been a long day. Let's go home. Gilbird is already there."

We walked silently to our house. Luckily, it was still standing. Our dogs barked excitedly. I led Monika up to the steps and opened the door. For the first time in 5 years, I was home. But there was no time to celebrate.

Monika and I were in trouble

Yeah. There's going to be a lot of time skipping by the way.

Translations:

In der Zeit des Krieges - German - In the Time of War

Schwester - German - sister

meine kleine schwester - German - my little sister

Auf Wiederseen~