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Elizaveta couldn't resist a soft laugh at how attentive and well behaved Germany's dogs were. She was amused how even his pets were like attentive little soldiers. He really did have a way with animals, didn't he?

"They seem to be worried about you as well," she said and listened thoughtfully as Germany mentioned he didn't remember putting himself to bed. When she had checked the Junior room the Hungarian had noticed there was no Italy present. Elizaveta was thoughtful for a moment before smiling sweetly.

"I think I will go make sure we have extra soup," she said as she exited to tend to the meal she had already prepared and added some extra broth and crepes. When the food was ready she returned with two bowls instead of one and handed the first to Germany while setting the other to the side as if she was expecting somebody. Hungary sat down with a soft smile as she motioned for Ludwig to eat up. "You'll need your strength to get better," she said. "It is not wurst and beer, but it will be better for your health. Stupid Prussia used to try giving you beer instead of water..." She sighed and shook her head at her childhood friend's less than adequate mothering. Honestly, if it wasn't for her and the other Germanic nations popping in to check on him from time to time who knew if young Ludwig would have made it through his youth.

Ludwig smiled weakly and gave a soft chuckle. "Da. Bruder said it vas 'Da Gutt Burn' vhen you're sick. I never argued vizh him." Although, he did take another sip of the tea that Elizaveta had been so nice as to make for him. And, sure, what she made wasn't wurst, but with his throat feeling a little sore, he had no desire to really eat anything solid right now. The soup did smell delicious.

He turned his head and coughed lightly into the crook of his arm before he cleared his throat a little and accepted the bowl from Elizaveta with a small look of great-fullness. He sat his tea on the night stand and began drinking straight from the bowl, not bothering with a spoon.

He looked over to Anton after having gotten a pretty hefty swig of the soup and made a thoughtful noise as he licked some of the broth off of his upper lip. "...I don't remember saying anyzhing to Italy... Zhen again, I don't remember seeing or hearing from him today. I just assumed he vas sick in his own bed today or somezhing."

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Elizaveta smiled when Italy came in and chuckled lightly as if somehow this had all gone according to plan. Or at least according to her expectations. She was certainly glad to see that Italy was there looking after Germany while he was sick and gently brushed a hand through his hair. "I'm glad that you have someone to look after you, Ludwig," she said gently. "I feel better about leaving you for a little bit knowing Italy is here."

She brushed back some of her hair and straightened her back with a soft sigh as some of the sweet motherly aura about her diminished as a serious frown etched its way across her face. "I am uncertain if you have noticed this given how busy things have been lately but... for some time now Liechtenstein has been missing," Hungary informed him. "From what I understand, one of the State of Georgia's little brothers knows where she is being kept. I am planning on going to get her back as soon as I tell Switzerland what is happening." Elizaveta hesitated and wasn't sure whether to tell Ludwig exactly who had kidnapped their little princess or if that would only upset him more. Instead she smiled faintly. "Honestly, it is a bit of a strange story and the little brother in question doesn't seem to be in the position to explain the exact circumstances in great detail."

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Germany heard the knock at the door and blinked in confusion. Someone was visiting the dorm? He hadn't been concious most of the day, so he knew he wasn't expecting anyone. Maybe Kiku was? Or Italy? Maybe... He had forgotten the Brazilian until she was sretching at the foot of her bed. His face went crimson as he realized she had been asleep in his room this whole time... But yet she wasn't in his bed. Oh God. He felt so bad! She was supposed to be the one sleeping in bed, not him! Wait, how did she get there? Maybe Italy had moved or or asked her to move so he could have the bed? Maybe. He looked to her and--

Oh God. Her chest was slightly exposed....

He turned to Hungary, blushing profusely and opened his mouth to say something but, well, what could he say? It's not what it looks like? What would that even mean? It's not like she'd been curled against him. She was on a couch for God's sake... However, she left the room and he panicked slightly. was she still blind? He couldn't really tell too well if she was or not. Knowing the Brazilian, she would probably appreciate him not saying straight out that she was blind, even if one look at her eyes would have told them something was up-- UGH! Her eyes! He should have checked their color to figure out if she was--

Wait-- "Lili got kidnapped?!" the German practically roared. He growled and lost his temper as his fist hit the top of his night stand, causing the lamp, bowl, and cups to jump, the lamp to fall off of the night stand, some of the soup and tea left to spill, and when he lifted his hand there was a dent and some splintering in the wood. "How zhe hell did I not know?! Better yet, how did ve JUST find out?! Isn't she sharing a ******** dorm with Austria und Prussia?! For GOTT'S SAKE! Can vone of zhe two take zheir heads out of zheir own asses for FIVE MINUTES und take notice or responsibility for somevone OZHER ZHAN ZHEMSELVES!? Vhat's vorse is Lili VAS a part of Austria's country or at least closely related to him until Vorld Var Vone! I mean, I know she's small und all, but how does he not NOTICE he's missing a roommate? If it veren't for you or Lili, zhat spoiled aristocrat vould starve!" His face was bright red and he had gotten so used to watching Italy speak when worked up that now his hands and arms flailed and thrashed as he continued to rage as to add more proof of how frustrated he was by this bit of news. He had occasionally coughed through out his little rant, but he stiffled it enough to get past his main point.

He flung the sheets off of himself as a coughing fit started up and swung his legs off of the bed. He stood and quickly stumbled to his closet as he ripped the door open, nearly taking the hinges off in the process, and began grabbing his usual military uniform for combat and began tossing it onto the bed. "I haff no vone to blame but myself. I should have taken notice sooner she vas gone. Gott damnit, vhere are mein boots?!" Blackie came running inot the room and ducked under the edge f Germany's bed. He pulled out a pair of boots and trotted over to Ludwig with them in his mouth. Germany stopped searching the closet and coughed a little more before he looked down to see the dog with his shoes. He reached down and scrached Blackie behind the ear with a mumbled "danke" and tossed them to his bed before he went to his dresser to grab some socks. "Truth be told, if I had been paying more attention, I vould have noticed sooner she vas gone... I just-- How could I not have noticed?! I said it meinself-- how do you lose a little girl?" He snatched a pair of socks and shut the drawer before he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose and swayed slightly. He leaned against the dresser so that his sudden dizziness wouldn't cause him to tumble to the ground and tried to will himself to calm down before he willed himself to finally ask the all important question.

"....Does Vash know...?"

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