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{The Fog} ~ A re-write of Weimar ~

Hello, hello, hello, hello my peoples! Thank you so much for 6.1k views on my oneshot book! It's truly astounding how far we've came with this book!

I know I do this often, with most of my oneshot chapters, but I'm really sorry for like.. abandoning yall 😭- I do love you guys, but I may as well put it this way... *deep inhale* I'm only posting when I feel like it. Don't worry you guys, I'm not quitting, but I really do feel like I need to stop stressing about writing, I love writing, it's what I do. However, between being busy with other projects, being busy in general, having school, summer, and whatnot, I will not, and frankly cannot be a frequent poster. I adore this fandom and my community, and I love my friends on here (Emo! heya I see you xD), but it's more fun to write when I want to. I hope you all can understand! :) 

So, you might wonder why I'm rewriting Weimar... to put it bluntly,I EFFING HATE THAT CHAPTER ☠️- It's just so bad, and the writing is SO scrambled... I figured, why not make something a bit more AU accurate (yes my au changed again yall, nothing new with me lmfao). (Also I accidentally made Germany hypocritical in the last one, and I internally cringed so urrmmm no). 

Well, without further ado, hope you like the reprise!

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Third Person POV

West walked outside angrily, huffing and puffing. He and his big sister, East, got into a huge argument over a popsicle. East had gotten in trouble this week for not getting good grades, so Vati (Weimar) had told her to give her last popsicle to West instead. 

However, whenever West went to go get his hard earned popsicle, it was gone! And he caught the culprit red handed, quite literally. The two bickered loudly in the kitchen about it, East even shoved West, which made West retaliate and wing slap her so hard she began to cry. 

East then ratted him out to their Mutti, like the dang tattletale she is. Mutti (Julia) told West to go outside and sit on the porch as punishment for wing slapping East, but whenever West tried to explain she shoved him first, he just got turned on. This infuriated West, who was now sitting on the ledge of the porch, staring aimlessly into the fog, not even having noticed his father sitting on the rocking chair.

Vati looked concerned, raising his brows in a bit of surprise. It wasn't exactly common for West to be so angry, so, like any other good Vati, he stood up and slumped down beside his son, the wood creaking under his weight (albeit thin).

"What's got you in a tizzy, West?" Vati asked, looking down at his son curiously, putting a hand on his back consolingly. West looked up at his father in surprise, not expecting Weimar to slump down next to him, as pre-mentioned, he didn't even know he was there.

"Oh.... Hallo, Vati... East took my dang popsicle when she wasn't supposed to, and when she shoved me, I wing slapped her back, and then she started being a freaking crybaby and whining to mutti, and she told her that I had hit her out of nowhere! Now I'm in trouble." He fumed, you couple practically see the steam coming out of his ears.

Vati nodded understandingly,"Ah, I understand you must be very upset about that West, you have every right to feel that way.... but, you should not his your big sister, it's never okay." Vati explained, now running his hand thru West's thick, black, curly hair lovingly.

"But Vati! She shoved me first!" West complained, not seeing what was so fair about East getting to shove him but him not being able to hit her? Was it because East was a girl?

"I know she did, son. She was not in the right to do that either, but two wrongs do not make a right, remember?" Vati leaned in slightly, raising a brow at his son sternly.