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Cross-posted from Hetachallenge

Title: We Wish You a Tacky Christmas
Characters: Prussia, Germany
Challenge: Bingo Challenge 1
Square Filled: Up on the rooftop
Rating: G
Summary: The German brothers decorate their place for Christmas...
Author’s note: Taken from Wikipedia; The Association of German Chambers of Industry and Commerce (German: Deutscher Industrie- und Handelskammertag) or DIHK, is a German “Chamber” similar to an English Guild, but is required under law & provides the political influence of a Trade Union. This organization was formerly known as the 'Deutscher Industrie- und Handelstag or 'DIHT.' If I understood this correctly, it functions much like an American city’s Chamber of Commerce.

For Moonlight-Draco with love…

The German brothers were up on the roof, setting out the plastic Santa and reindeer that America had sent them after Prussia had told him his Christmas decorations were awesome. They had also strung several strands of outdoor lights along the roof’s edge. Down in the front yard, plastic snowmen sat on real snow amid the equally plastic carolers and reindeer, and the giant blowup Hanukah bear which was a nod to their cousin Austria. While their display was not as over the top as America’s usually was, it was still a yard full of decorations.

Prussia stood up and looked down at the front yard. He laughed, thinking the place looked awesome in its tackiness. “You’ve gotta see this, West!”

Germany looked up from where he was working. “What do you want?”

“You’ve gotta see this, West!” Prussia repeated.

“I’m busy, Prussia,” he said. He went back to securing the Santa to the roof, and making sure the electric cord was connected to the one for the lights.

“It’ll only take a sec, West!”

Germany sighed. “You’re not going to leave me alone, are you, until I do, hunh?”

“Nope,” Prussia smirked. “Come on, West! It’s awesome!”

Grumbling softly, Germany got up and carefully walked over to his brother. “What?”

“Look,” Prussia said with a wave of his hand.

Germany gazed at the yard. “Damn!” he groaned. “It looks awful.”

“Awful?! What are you kidding me?! It’s the most awesome bit of American tackiness and excess the world’s ever seen outside of America’s house.” Prussia smirked.

“It looks terrible, Prussia.”

“That’s the beauty of it, West!”

“Hunh?” Germany frowned.

“It’s so tacky and terrible, people’ll come see it.”

“And this is a good thing, how?” Germany said.

“The DIHK is having a competition to see who has the best decorated house to celebrate the ten year anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall, and there’s a €50 prize too. I thought maybe if we won, we could donate the prize money to charity or something.”

“Going to the biergarten doesn’t count as donating it to charity, Prussia.” Germany folded his arms across his chest and gave his brother his best no-nonsense stare. “Besides, if it’s so terrible, what makes you think we’ll win?”

“Dunno…” Prussia shrugged. “But it’s worth a shot, right?” He grinned. “Come on, West, let’s enter! You know you wanna.”

Germany sighed. “What do we have to do to enter?” he said, thinking he was going to end up regretting this.

“I got the paperwork on my desk all filled out. All we need to do is send it in.”

“And what if I’d said ‘no’?” Germany said.

“Nothing, cuz I knew you wouldn’t. Come on, it’ll be awesome!” Prussia grinned.


They got down off the roof. Later that night, while out walking the dogs, Prussia mailed the application.

Germany got a pleasant surprise, when three weeks later, a check for €50 arrived in the mail along with a letter saying they had won.


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