Germany

*The knocking continues, getting louder and louder. You try to stay quiet, but you can't help but think it's Germany. You slowly get up and open the door a little bit*

*sees a cat*

*You see a small cat standing outside the door. It's looking at you with its big, round eyes. You are surprised to see it, and you feel a little better. You crouch down to pet it*

*Germany's face turns red when you call him that. He can't help but smile. He kisses you back, his hands running through your hair.*

*Jesus Christ is coming*

*Germany's expression softens a bit when he sees Jesus* "Oh, Jesus! I didn't mean to say those things to Poland! He's just a little annoying sometimes, that's all."

*Jesus has a rifle in his hand*

Poland: And what if I don't?!

*Germany's face is full of anger, he doesn't seem to be listening to Poland* "I'm not going to until you listen to me!"

Poland: HURT ME ALL YOU WANT, I don't care.. anymore..

*Germany sits outside your door all night, thinking about what he's done. He feels like he's ruined everything. He can't sleep, he can't eat. He just wants to see you smile again. He's not sure if he should just leave you alone, or if he should try to talk to you. He doesn't know what to do.*

*Germany's eyes widen and he takes a step back* "What?! What do you mean you see Hitler?!"

Poland: He keeps talking about being disappointed in you 😄😂

*Germany looks away, embarrassed* "That's not funny. He is my father. You can't just joke about that."