never seen this person before...or that he could remember. He quirks a brow approaching the young man as he taps his shoulder. "Are you lost?"

turns to give the other nation a winning grin, but he is taller than he had anticipated. Eyes widening, his gaze rises until he at last notices it is Germany. 'No sir!' He stands up straight, trying to look_

cool and respectable. 'You're a lot taller than I remember, Mr Germany.' He holds back a gulp.

frowns...it was clear this one was a nation. The stubble really through him off but the accent made it a little easier to pinpoint. "I doubt I've grown." He says as he crosses his arms. "So what brings you to

Europe?"

beams, hoping that Germany isn't mistaking him for Australia like most of the world does. 'I was gonna stop and visit my family. England...Scotland...but I can't find them anywhere.' He cocks his head to the_

side. 'Why is it the Europeans always seem to vanish without warning? He studies Germany intently, as if expecting him to disappear too.

not going to disappear even though sometimes he wished he could. "There have been...issues occurring in Europe recently." He didn't specify what issues like Greg growing ears and a tail. "So many nations have

taken to keeping to themselves. Particularly your family." He adds the last part. "If I were you, I would return in a month."

pouts. 'But I came all this way...I guess I should be glad I'm not tied to the UK anymore, right? You know, there was a time I woke up as a kid - can you imagine?' He laughs, not considering the idea that_

perhaps Germany still thought of him as a youngster.

's frown deepens. Brett looked like he barely got out of puberty. "I can...but..." He grows quiet...maybe it was just best not to say anything about his age. "I could show you around my house if you want?" It

did seem a waste coming all the way out here for nothing.

looks about ready to faint. 'Seriously?' He's hadn't been to Germany in almost a century, and had been desperate to visit for years. He calms himself and tries to look cool. 'I mean...yeah, sure, that would_

be nice.' But his eyes are dancing in excitement.

almost unnerved when the other looks about ready to pass out. He schools his expression, giving him a weary look before nodding. "Was there somewhere specific you wanted to see or is Berlin alright?"

bites his lip to stop from cheering. He clears his throat. 'Berlin is fine. A-and could I also see the Cathedral? If it's not too much trouble...' He also wanted to eat some authentic German cuisine.

hadn't seen anyone so excited to come visit him. "Of course. It wouldn't be any problem at all. It seems you have a list of things you want to do. Could I see this list?"

just so happens to have his list on him in case this very opportunity arose! He hands it over. 'See? See?' He points, 'Cathedral, the DDR Museum, the Spree river, the Charlottenburg gardens - and with my fast_

metabolism I would love to just eat everything you got.' He looks itching to explore.

takes the list from the boy as he lets his eyes scan over each location. "Hmmm, there are some places that we'd need a full day or more to check out. How long were you planning on staying?" They were all must

sees and certainly places he loved taking people too. "I could take you to all of them...but we'd be severely rushed if it's only today."

hums. 'Well, if you were up for taking me around, I'll stay till I see it all.' He grins. 'Oh! Oh! You could recommend a hotel for me! Or give me so much beer I just pass out under a bridge or something - _

I do that sometimes. Or I could stay with uncle Francis.' Although he heard he was a girl right now, and most girls made him nervous...

folds the list and hands it back to Brett. "You could stay at my place. As long as you don't mind kids because I'm currently taking care of Portugal. He was turned into a kid."

looks baffled, then forgets about holding back as he flings his arms around the German. 'No way! Really? That's awesome!' He grins. 'And I love kids! Sometimes I forget I'm still not one.'

can't help the flush the makes its way across his features when he's hugged so enthusiastically. He mostly stands there awkwardly patting the younger nation on the back before clearing his throat.

one final squeeze before backing up. 'Sorry. I've been told my family have boundary issues. Speaking of which, it wasn't my mum, England, who turned Portugal into a kid, right?' He was worried with his family's

obsession with magic.

relaxes a little when he's released before smoothing out the creases in his clothes. "Arthur was especially generous this Christmas and used his magic on quite a few nations."

frowns. 'Perhaps an intervention is the answer. So why are you looking after Portugal? Are you guys close?' He wasn't overly knowledgeable about inter-European relations.

an intervention would only give Arthur more of a reason to try it again. "We're not very close but he didn't really have anyone and I happened to come across him so I offered him a place to stay." He explains

nodding his head to one side so Brett would follow him. They might as well get started.

follows, letting Germany choose where to head first. 'Quite the generous nation you are,' He comments, stretching as he grins. 'And to think...I've always avoided you at world meetings because I thought you'd_

shout at me.' He laughs.