Nations in space 3.1/3
anonymous
April 19 2009, 14:59:44 UTC
Finally, all bosses and nations were gathered. Italy had given Ludwig a cool compress for his head and several hot kisses for his bruised pride, so Germany felt up to dealing seriously with his brother again.
“Ve, Germany, what do you think that is?” Italy asked and pointed at a small green thing that was sitting at Gilbert’s lap.
Ludwig could only shrug; his brother loved bringing home weird souvenirs, as evidenced by the (alright, very cute) little chicken now roosting on Italy’s head. They’d also been gifted with a truly lovely beer which had gone very well with the pizza and a generous load of brand new medical nano-bots. The last had truly surprised Ludwig, such kind of expensive items were usually something his brother sold him, but perhaps they had been stolen from someone. As long as Gilbert didn’t explain, he wasn’t about to ask, though he would have their scientists make sure they weren’t stolen from Ivan before anyone was allowed to use them.
“Mrple?” the green thing said and waved an antenna.
“Here,” Gilbert said and held the thing up, “what do you say of becoming a father, bruderchen?”
“...”
“Oh!” Italy bent closer to the alien, “Is it a baby nation?”
“That is correct,” Old Fritz said, “one of the few remaining ones from its planet.”
Though a large part of him just wanted to go hide somewhere, Ludwig managed to find his voice again. “What have you done now, brother?”
As it turned out, someone had started a rumour that the Chinese Federation was interested in a few previously unsettled systems near Betelgeuse. To beat Yao, Gilbert’s fleet had swept the area and found only one inhabitable planet.
“I made a miscalculation there,” Old Fritz admitted, “I believed the low level of radiation was a sign of very advanced technology.”
Since he was in a hurry to secure his victory before the Chinese fleet showed up, the Celestial Knights had carpet-bombed most of the planet. Only when they sent down infantry to pick up the pieces did they make a rather startling discovery.
“Ahaha, you know, this is kind of embarrassing,” Gilbert said and fidgeted, “but turns out they had only just discovered fire and metallurgy.”
“Oh no!” Italy’s eyes filled with tears and he reached over the table to pet the small alien nation.
Ludwig’s reaction was more focused on the perpetrator. “Gilbert, du Arsch!”
There hadn’t been that many aliens yet and their low developmental level meant that they lived scattered over most of the planet. Still, most of the tribes had been completely or partly wiped out. The disoriented survivors offered no resistance. The ashamed Celestial Knights had easily herded them into a large survivor’s camp and then begun on the process of repairing the worst bomb-damage to the planet.
“Ve, Germany, what do you think that is?” Italy asked and pointed at a small green thing that was sitting at Gilbert’s lap.
Ludwig could only shrug; his brother loved bringing home weird souvenirs, as evidenced by the (alright, very cute) little chicken now roosting on Italy’s head. They’d also been gifted with a truly lovely beer which had gone very well with the pizza and a generous load of brand new medical nano-bots. The last had truly surprised Ludwig, such kind of expensive items were usually something his brother sold him, but perhaps they had been stolen from someone. As long as Gilbert didn’t explain, he wasn’t about to ask, though he would have their scientists make sure they weren’t stolen from Ivan before anyone was allowed to use them.
“Mrple?” the green thing said and waved an antenna.
“Here,” Gilbert said and held the thing up, “what do you say of becoming a father, bruderchen?”
“...”
“Oh!” Italy bent closer to the alien, “Is it a baby nation?”
“That is correct,” Old Fritz said, “one of the few remaining ones from its planet.”
Though a large part of him just wanted to go hide somewhere, Ludwig managed to find his voice again. “What have you done now, brother?”
As it turned out, someone had started a rumour that the Chinese Federation was interested in a few previously unsettled systems near Betelgeuse. To beat Yao, Gilbert’s fleet had swept the area and found only one inhabitable planet.
“I made a miscalculation there,” Old Fritz admitted, “I believed the low level of radiation was a sign of very advanced technology.”
Since he was in a hurry to secure his victory before the Chinese fleet showed up, the Celestial Knights had carpet-bombed most of the planet. Only when they sent down infantry to pick up the pieces did they make a rather startling discovery.
“Ahaha, you know, this is kind of embarrassing,” Gilbert said and fidgeted, “but turns out they had only just discovered fire and metallurgy.”
“Oh no!” Italy’s eyes filled with tears and he reached over the table to pet the small alien nation.
Ludwig’s reaction was more focused on the perpetrator. “Gilbert, du Arsch!”
There hadn’t been that many aliens yet and their low developmental level meant that they lived scattered over most of the planet. Still, most of the tribes had been completely or partly wiped out. The disoriented survivors offered no resistance.
The ashamed Celestial Knights had easily herded them into a large survivor’s camp and then begun on the process of repairing the worst bomb-damage to the planet.
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