Harem

Chapter 2: A Slightly More Pleasant Duo

Germany had let his feet carry him for so long without a second thought that he pretty much lost consciousness, yet his body continued to move towards it's destination. By the time he regained consciousness, he was already knocking on Austria's door. He could always trust Austria. Austria was a very noble and loyal man. Then he opened the door.

"What a pleasant surprise, I wasn't expecting you to come over, Germany!" Austria smiled.

"Yeah I just needed to get my mind off of some things, I knew you'd take me in like you always do so I came here first," Germany explained.

"I'm so happy you think of me that way," Austria smiled. Germany was oblivious to the fact that he was slightly blushing. Facial features were never really his strong suit when it came to emotions. "I was just having a few drinks with Ms. France, if you'd care to join us?" Austria asked.

"I'd love to," Germany responded.

"Germany! What a pleasant surprise, I didn't expect you to be visiting! Austria, why didn't you tell me?" France was very excited that Germany had visited. 

"I didn't know myself, France," Austria explained.

"Well that's alright, come, sit down, Germany! There's a chair available next to me, I could pour you a glass of wine if you'd like," France offered.

"Oh no thank you, I shouldn't drink right now, maybe later."

"If you say so," France sighed.

"Germany, ah, you left a book last time you came over, I've kept it safe for you to come get it," Austria mentioned.

"You should have told me sooner! I've been looking for my copy of Grenade forever!" Germany assumed it was Grenade he was talking about.

"Yeah, here I'll go get it. It's just in my room," Austria offered.

"Thank you so much, Austria," Germany smiled.

"It's no problem. That's what bo..." he cleared his throat, "I mean, that's what friends are for," After he said that, France looked at Austria as if she were Russia confronting America. That cold stare and the shade from her hat that almost covered her eyes was giving Germany bad vibes. Not to mention she was wearing a white shirt with black stripes- or was it the other way around? He couldn't tell. Besides that, she just looked very menacing in general. Always. Or at least when Germany saw her. 

Austria came back with Germany's book, and only then did he notice that Austria's mahogany suit matched his entire house. His curtains were mahogany and so were his carpets. Here and there he had a few brown items, but everything that wasn't wood was probably mahogany colored.

"Thank you so much, Austria. I really appreciate it," Germany said, grabbing the book from Austria's hands.

"No problem, Ger," Austria responded.

"Austria, can I talk to you alone for a minute?" France asked politely.

"Of course. Germany, do you mind?" Austria answered. Germany left the room and closed the door behind him.

"What was it that you wanted to talk about, France?" France backed Austria up against a wall and grabbed a knife that she held to his neck.

"I see the way you look at him."

"Look at who? Germany? No we're just friends I can assure you that-" 

"Don't lie to me. You love him."

"Fine, if I must confess, I do. What's your problem with that?"

"If you lay a finger on him or even make any attempts to steal him from me..."