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Bilbo stood there, a slightly perplexed expression on his face while looking down at the small little hobbit at his front door. The two had walked in, and it was a scary experience for the child. A sniffling, and crying hobbit child, Bilbo’s nephew Frodo had been left entirely in the elder hobbit’s care, and Bilbo had no idea where to start. The small hobbit’s parents had tragically died in a boating accident and drowned, leaving behind their only child. Frodo Baggins…aged four, very scared, very alone, and very, very little. He was practically an infant. “Alright then little one…I suppose with all these n

Krampus then taking his bundle of switches started to harshly lay into Prussia whipping him with the switches. Since Krampus was not a parent, he had no feelings of guilt in doing so, this was his job. It was what he did, and he had no other care about the boy and whipped the birches hard over his pajama clad bottom and upper legs. Prussia screamed and he was held down in the bent over position, it was almost as if Krampus had a spell on him that froze him in position, because he could not feel he could run or kick or get away at all and simply stayed bent over taking it. He screamed as the switches stung and bit at him in the most painful wa

Prussia found an empty seat between two other large adults at the bar and had to stand on the stool to reach the bar and he slapped the potato wedges down he felt so grown up now. "Barkeep...get me a met!!!! A big one on a dirty glass!" He wanted to sound tough and grown up and was working hard to make his voice sound deep. The bartender was a elder gentleman who might have not been there all the way. He saw this little person sit up at the bar, and just shook his head, thinking it was one of those half-ling people. Midgets, small people, whatever they were called. Nodding his head, he walked over to the bottle, pulled out a tumblr glass, a

The little one started to back up, but Germania shook his head, and grabbed the boy by his hand, and walked him over to the couch. Sitting down, he pulled the boy forward between his knee, and taking both hands, swiftly took down the boy's little pants, and underpants, exposing his small little bare bottom. Not saying a word, he pulled the boy up, and set him face down, over one thigh having the child lean over on the couch. Holding a firm arm around Gilbert tightly, the nation was not taking his time with anything. No counting, no slow motioned smacks. Fed up, he quickly began spanking the boy one after the other. It was so deliberate, so f

The Krampus was taken a back a little, though Krampus was mythical, Germania was a large country and not a mere mortal, he was a little intimidated, and got a little scared. He slightly backed away, wide eyed. "Whoa whoa did I SAY that? Was I going to take your darling child?" He shook his head and frowned "Really? I was telling you the rules, so now answer me. Did I SAY I was going to eat your delicious naughty brat? Did I say that?" "You did indeed say he would make a fine stew...and that does not sit well with me, in a way that was promoting the future of cooking him..." He looked over at Gilbert. "Most likely the child would be gamey,

Up in the barn one blustery winter day, little Prussia had finished writing his letter to Krampus with his charcoal stick. He wiped his hands on his white tunic then started down the ladder from the hayloft. He had stopped short on the last step of the ladder, and cocked his head. He had a problem, how was going to find a way to deliver the letter? His eyes lit up, Vati! The small nation then ran to find Germania, surly he would know. The elder nation knew everything! "VATI VATI VATIIII!!!" He screeched barreling into the house. The elder nation stood in the kitchen, preparing a mixture for a gingerbread cake. He turned his head towards the