Germany x Albino!Child x Prussia Ch.6

Chapter 6
 
 
     "We are now at England, United Kingdom. Please remain seated."
 
     The wheels of the plane emerged from the bottom of the plane, preparing to hit the ground. The large plane began to descend, and the wheels eventually touched the ground. The wheels screeched loudly, and made the plane jump. [Name]'s grip on the blankets from Prussia's room loosened, and you could see wrinkles where her grip was. She looked around, and saw that Germany was beginning to wake up from a short nap he had took a couple of hours ago. 
 
     His blue eyes scanned the room, then looked outside the small windows. He then sighed in relief, and then he got up from the cushioned chair. He stretched, and then saw [Name] staring at him. Ludwig smiled, and then patted her head awkwardly. "So, er- Where's bruder?" 
 
     [Name] pointed towards a doorway, which was the albino's bedroom. On the bed, was Prussia. He didn't have his blanket, and he was reaching out looking for it, only to grab empty air. Germany sighed, and walked closer with [Name]. "Where the hell is my blanket?" they heard Gilbert murmur in frustration. 
 
     Ludwig shook his head in disapproval. [Name] ran over to Gilbert's bed, and climbed on top of it. She dropped the blanket on him, and Gilbert sighed in relief as he pulled the flag blanket over himself. "Much better," he muttered. 
 
     "Gilb-" Germany began, only to be cut off.
 
     "Nein, Ludwig. I'm sleeping."
 
     "We land-"
 
     "Wake me up in three hours."
 
     The young albino glanced back and forth at the brothers as they conversed, eventually getting to the conclusion that Prussia won't wake up anytime soon. She stood up so that she was right above the brother, and then jumped onto him. 

     Gilbert howled loudly, and then jolted straight out of bed. "Ow, [Name] why?!" he groaned in pain. The sister only giggled in response, then jumped off the bed, using Prussia as a launch pad. He yelped, feeling the pain worsen by a little bit. "Tell [Name] not to do it again Luddy!" 
 
     "[Name]," Ludwig began seriously. The said name looked up at the blond in a apologetic way. 
 
     "I'm sorry," she murmured while tearing up slightly. 
 
     "Don't do that again," Germany said. He then smirked, and then glanced at his older brother. "Unless your bruder does bad things."
 
     "Germany!" Prussia shouted. He just chuckled and then stood back up. 
 
     "Your fault bruder. By the way, we landed already."
 

 
     "You know, I should be the one driving," Gilbert pointed out in the backseat. 
 
     Ludwig shook his head in refusal, and focused his eyes on the road. He remembered the last time Gil had offered to drive. Ludwig remembered it well, for that his brother had decided to stop by every bar they have seen and would sample their best German beer, then would come back after deciding which beer was the best. "Nein," Luddy objected. "I don't want to be four hours late for the meeting."
 
     Prussia sulked behind him. [Name] looked outside the windows with interest, seeing the London trees pass by. It was a beautiful sight, and the buildings had a significant design to them, making the outside walls of it look majestic. Red buses would pass every so often, with people loaded on the decks. 
 
     "Whoa," [Name] said in awe as she saw the scenery. Gilbert smirked, and patted her head. 
 
     "But, our country is still awesome, ja?" he asked. [Name] turned her head towards him, and nodded. 
 
     "Yeah! Our country is beautiful!" she agreed without hesitation. She turned her head once again, and saw that there was a large building in the distance. Her eyes widened. It wasn't exactly the best, but the building was like a mansion. There were large windows, from what she could tell. 
 
     Ludwig hummed once he saw the building up ahead. He glanced back, and saw that [Name] was also looking at it with curiosity. "That's the World Meeting Place," he stated. "It's where us countries meet up once and a while to solve problems that occur around the world.
 
     "Though we still couldn't find a solution for global warming," Germany added under his breath. America recommending that they genetically engineer a large hero to protect Earth from the heat, collecting the heat or whatever. 
 
     "So it's like the United Nations thing?" [Name] asked. 
 
     "Ja, something like that. But at least they could get things done," Germany said. [Name]'s eyebrows in confusion, but didn't ask anything whatsoever. 
 
     After a few moments of bliss silence that Ludwig was enjoying, Prussia broke it. "West, can we go get France and Spain on the way?"
 
     "Nein!" 
     
 
 
     Germany pushed open the giant wooden doors that lead to the hallway. [Name] looked at the place in awe. The place was perfectly clean, and there wasn't a cobweb or ripped walls seen. She was right, for that there were giant windows. The light from the sun shone in from the windows, casting strays of light onto the grey lined walls and red carpeted floors of the building. 
 
     It wasn't loud as [Name] expected, for that there were only a few muffled voices coming from up ahead. Footsteps echoed off the walls, making it seem louder than usual. [Name] suddenly began to feel nervous, and quickly hid behind Ludwig's leg and continued to walk behind it. What will the others think of me? she thought nervously. 
 
     "About time Germany," a voice sounded in front of them. It sounded British, judging from the accent. [Name] could see that this person was wearing a green uniform that was lighter than her brothers, and that this country was positively the country England. "Now we can go inside."
 
     A man with a blue and white scarf with his hands in his pockets leaned on the wall beside a man with a green coat that stopped right below the knees. The person with the patterned scarf had the front part of their hair sticking up, and the second man had hair that stopped right at the chin, and they both had blonde hair.
 
     "Right," Germany said. England then unfolded his arms then was about to push open the door until he saw [Name] behind Ludwig's leg. His arms dropped back to his side, and he walked a little closer to the brothers.
    
     "Germany, who's the child?" England asked with curiosity picking at him. Ludwig turned, and that that [Name] had her hands wrapped around his leg in nervousness.
 
     Seeing this as an opportunity to get in to the meetings, Prussia picked up [Name], who yelp slightly. She immediately snapped her head away from England, with a slightly embarrassed face. Gil just smirked proudly and patted her back. "This is [Name]."
      
     "Oh?" England said in amusement. "What does she represent?"
 
     "Berlin."
 
     England's eyes widened slightly, and then he smiled warmly at [Name]. She hesitantly turned her head towards the country, and smiled back weakly. "A capital, huh? That's certainly rare," England commented. He then stuck out a hand in front of him, holding it out to [Name]. "I am United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, but just call me England."
 
     [Name] took the hand, and shook it shyly. England chuckled and let go of her hand. "A capital, we haven't seen one in a while," the man with the green coat said. [Name] looked at him in confusion. "Switzerland. And, you hope that I won't catch you on my property."
 
     "Netherlands," the man with the blue and white scarf said. He smiled a little. "Be sure that you have money as you grow, all right? Then I'll sell things to you."
 
     "Uh-"
 
     "She's too young to understand!" Ludwig said quickly. "We'll teach her that later on."
 
     England shrugged, and then turned back to open the door. His hands rose, and settled on the handle of the Gathering Room. He then nodded to himself, and pushed the wooden doors open in unison. 
 
     It was marvelous. 
 
     There was a long table in the middle of the room, and spinning chairs that had cushion all over it were aligned against the edge of the wooden table, push in so that no one could trip. The giant windows had their curtains pulled back all the way to the edges of the white borders, letting the sun and the landscape of London to be seen. Coffee tables were pushed against the walls, with some drinks on it. Cups were stacked neatly to the side, upside down. 
 
     "Welcome to the World Meeting room," England said proudly. This was his country after all, and he wanted to make the others be surprised. 
 
 
 
     "Since everyone is here," Germany began from his seat. He was at the very end to the table, at the head. [Name] wasn't with him, but was with Prussia, who had been allowed in after some negotiating with England. They both sat next to Germany, with [Name] on Prussia's lap. "I would like to start the meeting. And no, you cannot use the bathroom. You had twenty minutes to do so earlier."
 
     [Name] had to admit, there were a lot of interesting countries here. Since she had been in a lab since forever, she never had experience with counties. There were two of them that had curls on the side of their head, and one of them kept shouting at the one with auburn hair. Another had hair that was fully standing up without the use of gel, and was getting choked by a man with a floating curl at the side of his head. 
 
     "Wait!" 
 
     A hand shot up that was from one of the countries who were sitting down. The hand belonged to a man with light sandy blond hair, that had a strange cowlick. He had sky blue eyes, accompanied with white framed glasses. He had a curious grin plastered on his face, and his hand waved impatiently in the air. Eyes turned to him. 
 
     Germany sighed. "What is it, America?" he asked impatiently. 
 
     America put his hand down, then stood up from his seat, nearly bouncing up and down. His eyes turned towards [Name], who looked at him in innocently. 
 
     "Who's the dudette?!"