"Soon we will be the majority. You like that, Ja?" An artist was sketching Ludwig's muscular form onto the design of a poster.
"Ja. We will have eliminated them all."
Suddenly blood started to pour from the ceiling. Enough to drown them. Enough to flood a town. Maybe the whole world.
Ludwig suddenly jumped up, shaking violently. He was sweating. Feliciano sat up. " sweetie..."
Ludwig sobbed, curling up. Feli sat closer "sweetheart... It's 1989.." The Italian put a hand on his lover's cheek. "Look at me.. Look at me."
The German did not obey. He was a monster. He did not deserve to be calm. He deserved to be tortured.
"Baby..." Feli made him look. "Deep breaths." he took a deep breath. Ludwig follows. "Good.. Good.."
Eventually the German calmed. Feliciano slowly got one of the dogs. She jumped up and cuddled him. Ludwig pet her. He calmed a tiny bit.
Ludwig didn't have a service dog. He just really liked dogs.
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Growing Up
Fanfiction(inspired by a rp. has biological male pregnancy.) Ever since world war two, things have been different between Germany and Italy.
