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Meanwhile, back at the condo, things were pensive. Alfred's eyes welled up and he covered his mouth. He stared down at the man on the ground. "I-Ivan... I... I..." He looked to Matthew for help but his brother was waiting for the answer just as much as anyone. He looked back to Ivan and wiped his eyes. "I... I don't know..." A little pain showed through the Russian's smile but he accepted it. "Alright... Then time, da? You don't have to answer right now." "B-But...in front of everyone..." Alfred mumbled. Ivan calmed him with a tight hug. "I love you, Alfred," Ivan said slowly. "No matter what you say, I'll still love you." Alfred buried his f

Prussia picked up Aksel, took Herbert by the hand and wandered towards the water. He had set put shovels and pails in an area of the beach, and was going to teach his son and nephew how to build awesome sand castles. The three reached the edge of the water and Prussia sat Aksel down in the sand. Herbert sat down next to his cousin. Aksel giggled and stood up on his little legs. He toddled into the water and sat down. He started splashing happily in the shallow water. Prussia walked over and picked his nephew up again. "We'll play in the water later. Now the awesomely awesome me is going to teach you how to build awesome sandcastles." Prussi

Ivan woke up that morning feeling completely empty. What was he doing? Day by day he felt he could find less and less reason to get himself out of bed. A few months ago, he would wake up early just so that he could wake up the sleeping American beside him. He would hide Alfred's clothes just so that he could watch him panic about in his underwear for a bit. He would hold him close and kiss his ear as he attempted to get their books together. He would comfort him when he got upset about a course or a teacher. He would remind him that it all wouldn't matter as soon they graduate and move in together and buy a cabin on a lake all to themselves.

          Some unexplainable silence has filled the car. Germany was surprised at your new found silence. He was expecting you to run your mouth off at a hundred kilometers per hour, but not a single peep has been heard from you since the end of the meeting. Regardless to say, it worried him. No, more than that, it frightened him.          “So, how did you enjoy the meeting, Schatz?” he asked, curious as to how you would answer.          “It was fine.” Nothing more, not a smile, not a wise remark, nothing.          “I’m very proud of you, you did well.” He looked at your silent form from the rev

You watched him in that hospital bed. You watched him die slowly. He got sick. He got so very sick. The disease he had didn't matter. He was wasting away. You could do nothing to stop it. No matter how bad you wanted it. He was dying. You knew that. You gave a heartfelt goodbye and then gave him one last kiss. His chest started rising slowly, then, not at all. He died with a smile on his face.