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Today was the day. 

The day that you'd be parting from your daughter and ex-husband. 

He said he found a new love, and had apparently lost interest for you. You couldn't deny you still loved him, but since he was going to dump you - you had no choice. 

Whatever then.

But worst of all is the fact that you'll be leaving your daughter behind. You didn't have a stable income as your ex-husband did. He worked as an attorney and it was hard to compete. 

You felt a tug at your sleeve as you looked down to face your child's blank eyes. 

"Amelie, you'll be staying here with daddy now - okay?" You bended down to pat her head, smiling at her. Amelie only returned the smile before giving you a small peck on the cheek and running back off to the living room, probably to her box of toys.

You had to wait until he came home with that chick before you could leave.  

You heard faint giggles as the door clicked open. 

He was drunk as always. 

"I'll leaving now." You picked up the bag of luggages before walking out the door, not sparing him another glance. 

"Bye, Miss (Name)~" The German's new girlfriend sang. 

Of course she'd be happy. 

...

You only sat down on your bed in the rusty old apartment, face hidden in your palm - trying hard not to cry. You had to beg the landlord several times for this apartment for it was your only option. 

You couldn't go back to your parents. They were the ones who objected to this marriage; and the end only proved them right. 

You were trying hard to not remember. 

Remember all the memories that you had with the blond. 

But they all splattered. 

You remember the day when he told you he had lost interest in you. And that he had found someone now. Feliciana, was it? You couldn't remember anymore. 

Tears began dripping at the sound of sirens. It only brought you memories of when Amelie was born. 

Forget that. 

Forget him. 

You fell backwards onto the bed, eyes locked onto the white ceiling. 

What was he... doing now? 

Forget that. 

Forget him. 

... 

The next morning, you woke up to the ring of your alarm. 

It was only ten in the morning. 

Oh wait. 

Appointment at the lawyer's office with Ludwig. 

And of course he would bring Feliciana. 

That annoying son of a female dog. 

You only sighed, losing your thoughts about them as you made your way into the bathroom, casual clothing in hand - hoping that today would be easy. 

"Guten morgen, (Name)." Ludwig's stern voice greeted you as you stepped into the law office. 

"Y-Yeah. Hi, Ludwig." You faked a small smile before taking the water that he offered. "Thanks." You followed him into the meeting room. 

"..." 

"..." 

"So." The two of you said at the same time. 

"You first." Ludwig was being polite. And you were uncomfortable. 

"Ludwig, I just want to know..." You hesitated to continue. "Do you really want to do this?" 

He didn't answer. 

"Do you really want to be with Feliciana, and-" You stopped there, and began to cry. 

Truth was. 

You didn't want to divorce him. 

"Ich- I-I..." Ludwig was stuttering countless. 

You only grabbed the pen off his desk, signing the document on his table. "That was enough." You faked a smile before walking out of the law firm. 

...

That evening while you were fixing some noodles in the kitchen, the doorbell rang. 

You only ran to get it, hoping to end the conversation as soon as possible so your food wouldn't burn. 

"H- Ludwig...?" The German was now standing by your door, panting as if he just ran a hundred laps around the courtyard.  

"I-I don't want to lose you either... I just sat in my office pondering for hours thinking. I said to myself... If I lose you now, where would I ever find you again?" Ludwig stepped in uninvited, pulling you into his embrace. "Ich liebe dich, (Name). And it took me so long to realize. It took me this long and I'm sorry..." 

"F-Feliciana..." The brown haired figure only stood tall at your door, brows quarreled together. 

"I hate you, Ludwig! You said you'd be there for me when I can't tie my shoelaces!" Feliciana's eyes began to frail in the air.

"I'm sorry, Feliciana. It's just that you deserve better." Feliciana stopped flailing her arms. "And maybe you need video tutorials on how to tie your shoelaces. Not me." Ludwig only laughed before closing the door on her.

You still hear her cries behind the wooden door. 

But that didn't matter. 

Because you felt yourself pushed to the wall and cornered helplessly. 

"We should try for an Amelia, so that Amelie won't feel lonely." The blonde whispered into your ear. 

You only smiled genuinely before throwing yourself on him, crashing onto the sofa and claiming his lips.

Amelie would have to wait at Nanny's for a while. 
... Such a filler while I work on my Prussia x Reader and Germany x Reader x Prussia. ;D

Hurricane Sandy. I hope everyone's safe where they are. No school is the best part.

You (c) :icongermanyispleasedplz:
Germany (c) :iconhimaruyaplz:
Plot (c) =HillsOfSilence

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Megaman1157 5 days ago  New member
It wouldn't go down like that if I were actually there.
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Megaman1157 5 days ago  New member
I would finish my NOODLES first.
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KryoriMai Apr 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
And in the end...The noodles did burn
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NikoKarma Mar 30, 2014  New member
'Amelie meet amelia!' Lud proclamed to your child motioning to my belly proudly.
' but that's mommy...' amelie said 'why would amelia be in mommy?'
' oh god... the talk.... ______ can you-'
'I am not ding this one! I'll tell amelia when it comes up, I'm still tired... plus rope burn luddy, consider it pay back.' You said then streched and laid on the couch waiting for him to explain.
'There are many ways to make people, but the most lojical is s**, there are types of s** but I like bdsm that's when you-'
' ludwig! Don't say that she's just seven!' You yell and he smiled happily.
'I win, you tell her and I'll meet you in the bedroom to make sure we have a amilia. Or maby a christof.' He said smile morphing to a smirk as he winked and went upstairs to wait.
' what's s**' oh god what did ludwig do!
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VargasLovesPasta Mar 16, 2014  New member Hobbyist General Artist
Fruk this shiz hold on
*runs to the kitchen and quickly eats my finished pasta then runs back* :3
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HillsOfSilence Mar 16, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
:'>
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VargasLovesPasta Mar 16, 2014  New member Hobbyist General Artist
XD Nothings~a more important the my~a pasta
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E-Sane Mar 2, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I forgot my noodles and had sex with the guy I used to crush on. *mindfuck moment* WHAT REALITY IS THIS?!!!
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HillsOfSilence Mar 2, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
A reality that probably won't come true... unfortunately. :(
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E-Sane Mar 3, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Good, I can still eat my pasta. *eats tortellini*
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