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Ludwig's eye twitched as something moist hit his shoe. Of course, Landon did not apologize for his actions, which made the situation much worse for the blonde. Before California had a chance to get too far off, Germany snagged him by the color and held the younger boy out in front of him. "You zhink zhat getting pool scum out means clean? Nein. I am in charge of your extra duty for today, und my standards for cleanliness are much higher zhan zhat."

Besides, he was going to teach this rude little welt a lesson in respect.

"First of all, it is gutt you got zhe scum, but just zhat does not satisfy me. First, I vant you to do a pH und cholrine level reading on zhe pool to make sure it is to standards. If eizher is too high, you vill have to drain zhe pool und fill it. On top of zhat, zhe ground around zhe pool needs sveeping. Und wipe down zhe chairs und tables und benches around zhe pool. Also, the umbrellas look dingy. Scrub zhem. Furzher more, zhe life guard chair needs a fresh coat of paint. Und zhat is just vhat zhe ground vas to do...." A slightly sadistic spread across the German's face as he added, "You, on zhe ozher hand, have extra duty for back-talking zhe Principal, Vice Principal, und zhe head of zhe Disciplinarian Committee. You are also in charge of making sure zhe equipment in zhe weight training room is clean."

Ludwig turned his attention back to Italy and smiled lightly to his long-time friend. "If you vant to svim, Feliciano, you should probably try to do so now or else Landon here might have to drain zhe pool since it seems he vants to do zhis all by himself."

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"Yes, but Rome has me in charge of both zhe Disciplinary Committee und your punishment. Besides, I am only limited to not harming you physically und making sure you get fed before it gets too dark as far as I am concerned." Germany waved off the complaints that Landon had about equipment and such. Honestly, there was a shed near by. Surely something in there had to be used for cleaning the pools and such. It wasn't like the German was asking him to find a cur for cancer or anything.

As the time came for California to ask the all important question of why he wasn't out hunting for the others, Ludwig replied blunt as ever and unsympathetic to the blonde's issues with all of this with, "Because I actually like zhem und zhey know how to behave. You, on zhe ozher hand, are an annoying little velt und I have no pity on you or anyzhing you go zhrough. If anyzhing, you are a spoiled little rich boy who plays with expensive cameras und puts forth no honest work. Now quit zhe bitching und get back to vork! Honestly, Christian vould be half done by now. Zhings vere so much easier vhen you could just use a paddle or vhip to make a point." Germany dropped California to the ground, the kicking and flailing goign unnoticed, before he walked over to the life-guard chair and pulled himself up into it. If and when Landon got to it, he could find somewhere else to sit. In the mean time, it gave him a good view of the one being punished and his friend.

As Landon ran off though, Ludwig growled. That boy better be back in less than thirty minutes or tonight wouldn't be the only night he worked. If anything, all of the other stuff was just meant to keep them busy until a certain point at which Ludwig would have released them any ways.

Out. Of. Chocolate. Cake. :: Why you gotta be a c**k-block? XD

Ludwig was about to yell after Landon about how there was no need to go looking for supplies since a nearby shed contained all that was needed for pool maintenance plus a power washer when the American state disappeared. He gave a frustrated growl and clentched his fist. He would chance after the boy if he were on his own, but--

He heard Feliciano and turned- the same angry growl and scowl on the German's face form dealing with Landon. Honestly, California was just so out of control it made Ludwig want to kick a puppy, and he loved dogs and cats! However, seeing Italy wading in the water and calling him over made him calm down some. Of course, he knew he should yell at Italy for being nude in the pool, but at least he wasn't completely streaking. With a moment of thought, Ludwig sighed as he gave into peer pressure and took his shirt off and kicked his shoes and socks off. He went to his bookbag and removed his belt and anything in his pockets along with his watch before he then walked to the pool near where Feliciano was and sat on the edge with his legs in the water so that he could adjust at his own pace to the cold temperature of the water.

"Feli, aren't you worried about catching cold or somezhing? You could have dumped zhe zhings in your pockets into mein bag so you could at least have your pants on..." Although, Ludwig otherwise did not care. He was so used to seeing the Italian walking around in less than what he did have that it really did not affect or bother him right now. If Feliciano was happy, then power to him. At least he was having fun. Hey, maybe afterwards they could either go to their room or the cafe for coffee or hot tea or hot chocolate... Actually, going to the dorm sounded nice. Then they could lounge around on the couch, do their homework, and watch a movie or television in the little living area if they wanted to. He just wanted to make sure Feli didn't get sick and did his homework so that he would graduate and continue on to the next class with him since, as it was, Kiku would be graduating a year ahead of them... And Ludwig would be lying if he said he wouldn't be lonely without Italy.

He heard some sort of bang from the gym and looked up. What was that just now? Another bang, and the German frowned. Hmm. Who wold be in the gym at this hour? Well, if things persisted, he would be forced to take action. As of now, though, he decided to wait a little bit longer for everyone to come back before he would go out on a man-hunt.

Out. Of. Chocolate. Cake. :: Sorry for the wait! >///~///<

Germany smiled as he raised his hands to protect himself from the light spray of water that came from his friend splashing him and kicked his leg in return to splash him back. He was so used to cold and rainy weather that, really, this didn't bother him too much. Sure, the water prickling the skin on his legs left the numbing sensation cold water always would, but it was nice and familiar to the European. "Vell, I suppose you do have a point in not vanting to get your clothes vet. I, however, am going to keep mein pants on. Besides, I might have to go looking for Landon und zhe ozhers soon. Zhey have been gone for a long time, und it vould be a bad enough zhing if I vandered zhe school vizh no shoes on... I don't vant to add no pants to it as vell."

A familiarly sharp voice called out and Ludwig looked over his shoulder to tthe fellow Disciplinarian. As England snapped, Germany simple rolled his blue eyes before giving a small shrug. "I figured zhat I vould give zhem zhe chance to take responsibility for zhemselves. However, it seems zhat zhey are slowly blowing zhat chance. I don't even know if zhe nation of Georgia is at school or not, but I do know zhat all zhree states on pool duty today are." Ludwig then looked to Alfred and added, "By zhe vay, your state California-- he is being an a**. Not just his usual self, but even more of an a** zhan usual. If he keeps it up, I can not be held responsible if I have to resort to crushing his spirit like the obnoxious little vorm he is." Again, Ludwig had no shame in voicing just how much he was annoyed by California and his rudeness. At least whenever Florida and Georgia were rude to Germany they were quick to apologize and regret-- kind of like Italy.

Huh. Maybe there was a reason he got along with those three so well.... Maybe he should try getting Italy to befriend the two states. It might help him be less lonely whenever the German was too busy with his various school duties.

"Anyvays," he turned his attention back to the short Brit. "I vas already planning on going to look for zhem in a few minutes. I vas just giving meinself zhe chance to calm down after how close I came to ringing zhat little Golden State's neck after zhe vhining and disrespect he gave once more. I zhink I may even know where to start mein search. I zhough I heard some loud clang coming from zhe direction of zhe gym. If zhey are zhere, I don't know vhat zhey are up to, but if I hear somezhing else zhen I'll know zhat really is vhere zhey are."

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