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A great roar went through the crowd.
The Wall was coming down, and nothing and nobody could stop it now.
Ludwig pushed through the crowd as it surged forward. The Wall was going down, the people from both sides breaking it down, piece by piece. Though not literally, of course - not yet.
And now to - get on the other side.
He pushed through the stream of people coming his way, trying to get up on the Wall.
"Hey, here!"
Oh, a ladder. And -
"West Berlin, are you all right?"
"Don't worry, Vati. Just go!"
He patted his (sort-of) daughter on the head, then climbed up the ladder while she held it still. Where, where - Yes!
She was watching on as her people surged over the Wall, in a very old-looking military coat, red scarf fluttering in the breeze. Her hair was down to her shoulders, longer then he'd thought it would be. His breath caught in his throat as he saw her.
And then she saw him.
Ludwig saw her eyes narrow, and then look at him with a hint of puzzlement. He scrambled down the Wall when he saw her turn away, heedless of the people trying to go the other way for once - he had to get to her now, before she ran away from him again, before she could pretend she didn't know him -
" - Prussia! Wait!"
She stopped walking, then. Her back looked so - When had his sibling had become so small?
"This is the Deutsche Demokratische Republik speaking, thank you."
"...I know." Ludwig mumbled. Oh, great, now that he'd at long last gotten an opportunity to talk to her without evedroppers and bugs all over the place...
"Um...East Berlin?"
"She just went over that Wall about 30 minutes ago, the ungrateful brat."
Oh. Ouch.
"Well...She'll be back?"
Oh, smooth, Ludwig. He would have faceplamed if he had the time for it.
"I suppose..." The woman in front of him sighed, then. "So...what do you want, West? Besides to gloat at me in person, that is."
"...I wanted to talk to you."
" - Alright. I'm all ears."
"I talked to Gilbert."
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