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A. [Romana hadn't even glanced twice at the small package, setting down her knife on the chopping board as she opened it. As soon as the flap was lifted, the memories rushed back in Romana gasping as she stiffened.
Germany... Germany. He had come to her world in the past, Mayfield wasn't their first meeting. She swallows, letting the letter drop, turning the stove off in a daze. And then she snapped to attention, moving in quick military precision as she grabbed her coat and left the house, door banging shut.
She had to find him. Had to see if he remembered what they had shared, what they had done. Her breath appears on the air as she runs straight to his house, banging on the the front door with a fist, shaking slightly as she waits impatiently for him to answer his door.]
Germania, dammit, Germania, will you open the door per favore!
[There's no anger in her voice, just frustration, and slight worry. They were torn apart once before what was to say that their relationship wouldn't be interfered with again? Finally she slams her hand against the door once more, desperation completely clear]
Ludwig, bambino, open the door, per favore!
Germany... Germany. He had come to her world in the past, Mayfield wasn't their first meeting. She swallows, letting the letter drop, turning the stove off in a daze. And then she snapped to attention, moving in quick military precision as she grabbed her coat and left the house, door banging shut.
She had to find him. Had to see if he remembered what they had shared, what they had done. Her breath appears on the air as she runs straight to his house, banging on the the front door with a fist, shaking slightly as she waits impatiently for him to answer his door.]
Germania, dammit, Germania, will you open the door per favore!
[There's no anger in her voice, just frustration, and slight worry. They were torn apart once before what was to say that their relationship wouldn't be interfered with again? Finally she slams her hand against the door once more, desperation completely clear]
Ludwig, bambino, open the door, per favore!
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The door opens for Romana not long after she begins calling for him. Embarrassment and confusion make it impossible for Germany to look directly at her, though he manages to catch a few quick glances as he speaks, face covered in an obvious blushing red.] W-what's all this about? Some in my household are still sleeping.
[His harsh words are forced, and quite weak in tone.]
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Do... do you... oh please, tell me you remem...
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It feels like something even more profound than the memories he regained this morning. He doesn't know why.
He feels happy, though, and leans down into it so she doesn't have to reach so high. The tiny German engineers inside his head are completely stumped, but at least he doesn't seem about to faint...does he?]
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You- [Kiss] -You remember then?
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[Still too confused to smile back, and something about being kissed on the lips on Valentines' Day by an Italian brings up other, more recent memories that he'd rather not recall while he deals with this aaah] So it's true...? If you also remembered...
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[Blushes as she lets go completely, fiddling with her hair] Si, I rememeber. How we met before, what... what we had. [Looks upset] How I forgot...
I'm sorry.
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I thought it might be a trick... [Is that low voice of his cracking? You must be imagining things.] But you remember... There was an international meeting we left. I can't believe I did that.
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[Swallows as she starts to angry] I-I bet in was Inghilterra, the witch. She took you away and made me forget...
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and I don't regret it now.
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[Unable to finish the sentence, scrunching up his brow as he bows his head low to rest atop Romana's.]
Romana...
Chiara...
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L-Ludwig...
[She presses her cheek against his chest, inhaling and closing her eyes and she clings to him. Somehow, everything seems so much better, as if this is what she's been waiting for.]
I've missed you so much...
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l-long.........
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Your past, your memories, your very self.
Germany hangs up the phone after one more call. There've been many, today, though he was expecting as much on a holiday. No sign of any mischief by the town...save for everyone regaining some lost memories.
Some lost, made-up memories.
He can't take his eyes away from the phone for a while.]
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I'm sorry that I took so long. I've been investigating near-tirelessly, ever since you left the house. Bruder would never be convinced to believe us if I did not..
[He is trying so hard
with every fiber in his body
not to fuck this up]
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Hence, her opening Pronto at the start of the call is cheerful, and her happiness only grows as she recognises his voice.]
Ludwig, amore, it's okay, I told you that. I know how important famiglia is...
[A soft hum, Romana playing with the phone's cord] He believes you then? And you can come over now, si? Dinner's almost ready after all.
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Ah, erm, I haven't spoken with him quite yet... If I didn't approach it just right, he might never speak to me again.
[Stalling, his mind races. This can't go on forever, surely everything will revert back to normal within a week's time as is usual in the town, right? She'll realize eventually on her own... Can't he just find some excuse to give her...]
Y-You made dinner? Oh. Oh... That sounds...genuinely delicious.
[He wants to cry. Both from frustration and the conflict of feelings still warring inside his heart-- mind-- himself, something!!]
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of course of course] I never wanted to do this to you, Chiara, but I've made a mistake. I'm calling from jail, I'm sorry. You're my...one phone call... I'm sorry.
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A soft hum, as she peeks at the food, checking that nothing's burning before focusing on him again] Si.. I, I kind of got carried away... [Soft chuckle] But I made your favouri-
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One of the drones...wouldn't...leave me alone, about you. About us. I tried my best to ignore him, but he kept following me, and he said things about you. Terrible... awful things about you, and I couldn't hold back any longer. He, ah... I...
I l-lost control.
[Is he doing this... Someone save him...]
They tell me I won't get bail. My hearing is next week.
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[Not easily deterred at all] I'm coming to get you bambino, okay? Sit tight for now, and I'll make sure you get out.
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mind
racing
dizzy]
I'm happy that you're coming to visit me, but please, would you first...stop by...my house. Bruder's gone by now, so perhaps you could pick up some of the beers from the freezer chest for me. Th-they've given me permission to have one a day.
[Okay what else]
You can help me get out by being the angel you are...
[Wh...what does that mean...]
I'm so sorry, please don't make this worse by getting into trouble yourself. They didn't drone me, but what if they drone you? I won't have it!
I'll see you. Drive safely and slowly, for me..?
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I... I'll be careful Ludwig. Stay safe, si? I'll be there soon.
Ti amo. [Click goes the phone]
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2/2 I will edit it later if need be
And in case that doesn't work, there's always guns. One's slipped into the holster on her thigh, her skirt only just hiding it, while another is put in a small handbag. Then she rushes downstairs, stopping only to collect the few finished pieces of dinner, putting a small basket together for Germany, so all her work won't be completely wasted. She had done it all for him, for them, and if he can't come to dinner, she'll bring it to him.
Then, after grabbing Australia's keys, she drives to Germany's house, easily picking the lock, slipping in to grab a few bottles of beer, and then back out. And then she's back in the car, actually sticking to the speed limit for once as she goes to the jail.
After a few bribes, including leaving a small bit of dinner with the guard at the front, and showing a bit of cleavage, Romana's heading down between the line of cells, her heels clicking on the floor.]
Ludwig? Tesoro?
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