Schröder's Cat [4/?]
anonymous
November 13 2009, 18:40:23 UTC
"I was merely saying hello."
Ludwig nearly started crying. He could only stare and watch as Ivan's smile soon turned into him laughing, his eyes on him as he did, setting him even more off guard. He slapped his knee and he jerked like it was meant for him, which in turn made Ivan laugh louder. Ludwig swallowed the lump of hatred and fear, eyes locked on something he had never witnessed before. Ivan truly laughing.
"Did you think I was going to rape you?" He laughed, head falling back to let out more of his amusement at such a thought. Ludwig slowly started to laugh as well, still shaking, but now wiping at the tears, cheeks burning with embarrassment. He was on edge as before, but now was realizing how foolish he was. He dearly wished his brother were home tonight to take him out so he could forget this day. He was starting to feel mortified beyond belief.
"...Y...You…” His voice came out on its own.
"Don't flatter yourself so much." Ivan still chuckled, wiping at one of his own tears. "Take a seat, take a seat! Let's talk about your worries on the Nord Stream."
He extended a hand out to one of the chairs, and Ludwig, still shaking, pulled himself into it, noticing a pitcher of water on the table and he grabbed it, focusing his attention purely on it to help relieve his discomfort and embarrassment. He was kicking himself internally. Why did he think such a thing? Ivan just wanted to talk. The past WAS behind them, but he still couldn't fully get over it. His hand shook as he took a sip and he closed his eyes, shaking his head. He wanted to kick his own ass so badly for his behaviour. Not just for with Ivan, but with the Chancellor and Prime Minister as well. Ivan watched him, obviously noticing.
"Things change, Ludwig." He said softly, watching him pour a second glass of water. "You are not the same Nation you were some 50 years before. As I am not either."
Ludwig nodded, understanding that. But still, inside.. He let out a sigh. He was seriously messed up.
"Come.. Let's talk, Da?" He gave the table a soft hit with his fist. "Relax! This is a free environment! No Chancellor’s or Presidents or Ministers here.. Just start with why do you oppose this pipeline?"
Now, he was reluctant. He knew why he was opposed, but it was for all the wrong reasons and feelings. The dependence on Russia DID scare him, a lot. Opening relations with the nation that once terrorized so many...Himself and his brother included. But then, that was more personal wasn't it? He was mixing his personal feelings that conjured up the feelings of fear and unrest into a Business transaction. He sighed and avoided Ivan again, looking down the table to the other end. He wasn't even aware they had conference rooms this big.
"Ludwig?"
He chewed on his cheek again. It was becoming a bad habit.
"I'm worried..." He played with his half empty glass. "...About my people."
"Why?" Germany shrugged. He felt like a child being asked if he stole cookies from the Bakery. What excuse did he have? A poor one, and that was all. He did care about the Environmental aspects and such, but he knew teams could easily find ways to prevent the most catastrophic events from happening. He was chewing his cheeks more when he saw Ivan tilt his head with his peripherals. He stopped and gave his only honest answer.
Ludwig nearly started crying. He could only stare and watch as Ivan's smile soon turned into him laughing, his eyes on him as he did, setting him even more off guard. He slapped his knee and he jerked like it was meant for him, which in turn made Ivan laugh louder. Ludwig swallowed the lump of hatred and fear, eyes locked on something he had never witnessed before. Ivan truly laughing.
"Did you think I was going to rape you?" He laughed, head falling back to let out more of his amusement at such a thought. Ludwig slowly started to laugh as well, still shaking, but now wiping at the tears, cheeks burning with embarrassment. He was on edge as before, but now was realizing how foolish he was. He dearly wished his brother were home tonight to take him out so he could forget this day. He was starting to feel mortified beyond belief.
"...Y...You…” His voice came out on its own.
"Don't flatter yourself so much." Ivan still chuckled, wiping at one of his own tears. "Take a seat, take a seat! Let's talk about your worries on the Nord Stream."
He extended a hand out to one of the chairs, and Ludwig, still shaking, pulled himself into it, noticing a pitcher of water on the table and he grabbed it, focusing his attention purely on it to help relieve his discomfort and embarrassment. He was kicking himself internally. Why did he think such a thing? Ivan just wanted to talk. The past WAS behind them, but he still couldn't fully get over it. His hand shook as he took a sip and he closed his eyes, shaking his head. He wanted to kick his own ass so badly for his behaviour. Not just for with Ivan, but with the Chancellor and Prime Minister as well. Ivan watched him, obviously noticing.
"Things change, Ludwig." He said softly, watching him pour a second glass of water. "You are not the same Nation you were some 50 years before. As I am not either."
Ludwig nodded, understanding that. But still, inside.. He let out a sigh. He was seriously messed up.
"Come.. Let's talk, Da?" He gave the table a soft hit with his fist. "Relax! This is a free environment! No Chancellor’s or Presidents or Ministers here.. Just start with why do you oppose this pipeline?"
Now, he was reluctant. He knew why he was opposed, but it was for all the wrong reasons and feelings. The dependence on Russia DID scare him, a lot. Opening relations with the nation that once terrorized so many...Himself and his brother included. But then, that was more personal wasn't it? He was mixing his personal feelings that conjured up the feelings of fear and unrest into a Business transaction. He sighed and avoided Ivan again, looking down the table to the other end. He wasn't even aware they had conference rooms this big.
"Ludwig?"
He chewed on his cheek again. It was becoming a bad habit.
"I'm worried..." He played with his half empty glass. "...About my people."
"Why?" Germany shrugged. He felt like a child being asked if he stole cookies from the Bakery. What excuse did he have? A poor one, and that was all. He did care about the Environmental aspects and such, but he knew teams could easily find ways to prevent the most catastrophic events from happening. He was chewing his cheeks more when he saw Ivan tilt his head with his peripherals. He stopped and gave his only honest answer.
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