APH Fic Mutation chapter 2
Title: Mutation
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Prussia, Germany
Rating: T on the safe side.
Warnings:
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: When brothers Gilbert and Ludwig realize that they are mutants they are accepted to the new school of Alvar Xavier and into a new world that divides the both of them.
Ludwig was standing at the counter eyes trained directly on the coffee pot that was slowly boiling while his blue skinned brother was sitting at the table. Gilbert shifted slightly, his pants ruffling.
“Clothes are really uncomfortable in this.” Gilbert said. “They keep getting caught on my skin.”
As soon as the coffee was ready Ludwig poured it into a cup and drank immediately ignoring the burn completely. He poured another cup for his brother and placed it in front of him.
“Thanks.” Gilbert said. Ludwig didn’t say anything as he refilled his cup and sat across his brother.
“What the hell.” Ludwig whispered. “Is going on?”
Gilbert took a deep breath. “I know what’s happening to me however you might be something else. I just have one question.”
“What?”
“Why the hell am I blue?” Gilbert hissed.
“I don’t know who I am going to have to kill to fix this or just to get some frustration out but I swear the moment I do I am going to make sure that person will…”
“Brother.” Ludwig said hoarsely. “Please stop thinking.”
Gilbert glanced at his brother. “You heard that?”
Ludwig nodded as he sipped from his cup once more. “I think I have the beginning of a headache.”
“You said you did something else at school.” Gilbert commented. “What was it?”
“I’m pretty sure that I made a book and a water bottle fly across the room.” Ludwig said.
Gilbert smirked. “Cool. Why the hell couldn’t I have gotten that instead of going blue?”
“There has to be more than just blue skin.” Ludwig said.
Gilbert shrugged. “We’ll figure it out later. First you.”
“First me what?”
Gilbert leaned towards his brother. “You can read my mind right?”
Ludwig forced himself to nod as his hands shook.
“Think you can do anything else?”
“Besides the making things fly?” Ludwig asked dryly.
“This isn’t the time for sarcasm Lud.” Gilbert said. “Let’s not waste the little time we have alone.” Gilbert leaned forward. “Try to put something in my mind.”
Ludwig stared at his brother for a moment before sighing and draining his cup. “No.”
Gilbert frowned. “Why not?”
“I don’t want to harm you anymore than you already are.” Ludwig said.
“I will ignore that last remark.” Gilbert said standing. “Then we’ll go outside and do it on strangers.”
Ludwig raised his eyebrow. “You are going outside like that?”
Gilbert thought for a moment before he ran up the stairs to his room. “Wait a minute and see my awesomeness!”
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“Gilbert. You look ridiculous.” Ludwig said.
He was pretty sure that Gilbert was raising his eyebrow at him but behind the scarf and sunglasses it was hard to tell.
They were sitting outside of an outdoor café and getting plenty of weird looks.
Or rather Gilbert was the one getting the looks because he was wearing a long overcoat, gloves, scarves, sunglasses, and a hat to ensure not a single piece of skin was visible.
“This is your awesomeness?” Ludwig asked.
“You’re just jealous.” Gilbert said carefully maneuvering the straw from his drink through the scarves and into his mouth. “Now do it.”
“What happens if I accidently hurt someone?” Ludwig asked.
“Their problem.” Gilbert said. “Now. See that lady to your right? Do it to her.”
“And what do you want me to do?”
Gilbert shrugged. “Make her do something.”
Ludwig glanced to the woman sitting a few feet away at a table.
“Um…look at me.”
The lady turned another page in the book she was reading.
“Did you make her do that?” Gilbert asked amusement clear in his voice.
Ludwig shook his head. “I was trying to get her to look at me.”
“Try again.”
“Look at me.”
The lady sipped from her drink.
“Look at me.”
She hid a yawn behind her hand.
“Look at me.”
She smacked her lips together and took out some chap stick to apply it.
“I can’t do it.” Ludwig said annoyed.
“Keep trying.” Gilbert said.
Ludwig shook his head. “I can’t do it brother.”
Gilbert sighed. “What happened in that class? What were you feeling?”
Ludwig leaned back in his chair. “I was angry. I was worried. I was…a lot of things.”
“Think back on that anger.” Gilbert encouraged. “What was it that made you so angry?”
“The teacher was thinking bad things about you.”
Gilbert started slightly. “Don’t…don’t say such unawesome things alright?” from the tone of his voice it was clear that there were tears in his eyes.
Ludwig closed his eyes and thought back.
“Brother is a good for nothing.”
“Shame Gilbert isn’t here, I could pin the blame on him and no one would ever say anything about it.”
“Should just kick the kid out.”
“Look at me!”
The lady started slightly as she glanced at Ludwig. Along with everyone else in the café.
Ludwig gave them a weak smile and turned his gaze on his coffee.
“Well I’m pretty sure that everyone heard that.” Gilbert said. “At least I know that I did.”
Ludwig raised his hands in surrender. “No more alright? I’m starting to get a headache.”
Gilbert nodded. “I think that’s enough for today anyway.”
Ludwig sipped from his coffee and made a face. “Way too strong. It needs more sugar.” He extended his hand towards the container of sugar.
The sugar was still a few feet away when it slid along the table into Ludwig’s awaiting hand.
His hand had still been a few feet away from the sugar when it came to his hand by itself.
“Well then.” Gilbert said. “This does make things a lot more interesting.”
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The two of them were lying on Gilbert’s bed in silence as they stared up at the ceiling.
“How the hell are we going to hide this from the old dudes?” Gilbert asked.
“To tell the truth I am more worried about you.” Ludwig said. “I can hide mine but you, well I think it will gain some attention if all of a sudden you start to cover yourself head to toe.”
“We’ll think of something.” Gilbert said. He glanced at the bag of chips on his nightstand. “Use your powers and give me those.”
“I don’t know how to do that.” Ludwig said.
“Concentrate.” Gilbert suggested. “Like in the movies, extend your hand and concentrate.”
Ludwig sighed as he sat up and extended his hand. Narrowing his eyes he pictured in his mind the chips coming to his hand.
The breeze coming from the window caused the bag to move more than what he did.
Getting fed up Ludwig simply stood up and took the bag himself before throwing it at his brother.
“Ouch.” Gilbert said.
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Gilbert closed the bathroom door behind him as he stared into the mirror.
He gripped the sinks counter tightly as he brought himself closer to the mirror until he was nose to nose with the surface.
This was something that he had noticed. Whenever he concentrated on what he looked like before his body would shift slightly.
He narrowed his eyes as he thought back to how he had looked. White hair, pale skin, and red eyes just like his mother. The hair was shoulder length. The eyes were a light and dark like blood.
Ripple. That was the only word he could use to describe it. His skin and entire body rippled.
He was naked but different.
Gilbert nearly gave a sob as the boy with white hair, pale skin, and red eyes in the mirror did the same.
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Prussia, Germany
Rating: T on the safe side.
Warnings:
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: When brothers Gilbert and Ludwig realize that they are mutants they are accepted to the new school of Alvar Xavier and into a new world that divides the both of them.
Ludwig was standing at the counter eyes trained directly on the coffee pot that was slowly boiling while his blue skinned brother was sitting at the table. Gilbert shifted slightly, his pants ruffling.
“Clothes are really uncomfortable in this.” Gilbert said. “They keep getting caught on my skin.”
As soon as the coffee was ready Ludwig poured it into a cup and drank immediately ignoring the burn completely. He poured another cup for his brother and placed it in front of him.
“Thanks.” Gilbert said. Ludwig didn’t say anything as he refilled his cup and sat across his brother.
“What the hell.” Ludwig whispered. “Is going on?”
Gilbert took a deep breath. “I know what’s happening to me however you might be something else. I just have one question.”
“What?”
“Why the hell am I blue?” Gilbert hissed.
“I don’t know who I am going to have to kill to fix this or just to get some frustration out but I swear the moment I do I am going to make sure that person will…”
“Brother.” Ludwig said hoarsely. “Please stop thinking.”
Gilbert glanced at his brother. “You heard that?”
Ludwig nodded as he sipped from his cup once more. “I think I have the beginning of a headache.”
“You said you did something else at school.” Gilbert commented. “What was it?”
“I’m pretty sure that I made a book and a water bottle fly across the room.” Ludwig said.
Gilbert smirked. “Cool. Why the hell couldn’t I have gotten that instead of going blue?”
“There has to be more than just blue skin.” Ludwig said.
Gilbert shrugged. “We’ll figure it out later. First you.”
“First me what?”
Gilbert leaned towards his brother. “You can read my mind right?”
Ludwig forced himself to nod as his hands shook.
“Think you can do anything else?”
“Besides the making things fly?” Ludwig asked dryly.
“This isn’t the time for sarcasm Lud.” Gilbert said. “Let’s not waste the little time we have alone.” Gilbert leaned forward. “Try to put something in my mind.”
Ludwig stared at his brother for a moment before sighing and draining his cup. “No.”
Gilbert frowned. “Why not?”
“I don’t want to harm you anymore than you already are.” Ludwig said.
“I will ignore that last remark.” Gilbert said standing. “Then we’ll go outside and do it on strangers.”
Ludwig raised his eyebrow. “You are going outside like that?”
Gilbert thought for a moment before he ran up the stairs to his room. “Wait a minute and see my awesomeness!”
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“Gilbert. You look ridiculous.” Ludwig said.
He was pretty sure that Gilbert was raising his eyebrow at him but behind the scarf and sunglasses it was hard to tell.
They were sitting outside of an outdoor café and getting plenty of weird looks.
Or rather Gilbert was the one getting the looks because he was wearing a long overcoat, gloves, scarves, sunglasses, and a hat to ensure not a single piece of skin was visible.
“This is your awesomeness?” Ludwig asked.
“You’re just jealous.” Gilbert said carefully maneuvering the straw from his drink through the scarves and into his mouth. “Now do it.”
“What happens if I accidently hurt someone?” Ludwig asked.
“Their problem.” Gilbert said. “Now. See that lady to your right? Do it to her.”
“And what do you want me to do?”
Gilbert shrugged. “Make her do something.”
Ludwig glanced to the woman sitting a few feet away at a table.
“Um…look at me.”
The lady turned another page in the book she was reading.
“Did you make her do that?” Gilbert asked amusement clear in his voice.
Ludwig shook his head. “I was trying to get her to look at me.”
“Try again.”
“Look at me.”
The lady sipped from her drink.
“Look at me.”
She hid a yawn behind her hand.
“Look at me.”
She smacked her lips together and took out some chap stick to apply it.
“I can’t do it.” Ludwig said annoyed.
“Keep trying.” Gilbert said.
Ludwig shook his head. “I can’t do it brother.”
Gilbert sighed. “What happened in that class? What were you feeling?”
Ludwig leaned back in his chair. “I was angry. I was worried. I was…a lot of things.”
“Think back on that anger.” Gilbert encouraged. “What was it that made you so angry?”
“The teacher was thinking bad things about you.”
Gilbert started slightly. “Don’t…don’t say such unawesome things alright?” from the tone of his voice it was clear that there were tears in his eyes.
Ludwig closed his eyes and thought back.
“Brother is a good for nothing.”
“Shame Gilbert isn’t here, I could pin the blame on him and no one would ever say anything about it.”
“Should just kick the kid out.”
“Look at me!”
The lady started slightly as she glanced at Ludwig. Along with everyone else in the café.
Ludwig gave them a weak smile and turned his gaze on his coffee.
“Well I’m pretty sure that everyone heard that.” Gilbert said. “At least I know that I did.”
Ludwig raised his hands in surrender. “No more alright? I’m starting to get a headache.”
Gilbert nodded. “I think that’s enough for today anyway.”
Ludwig sipped from his coffee and made a face. “Way too strong. It needs more sugar.” He extended his hand towards the container of sugar.
The sugar was still a few feet away when it slid along the table into Ludwig’s awaiting hand.
His hand had still been a few feet away from the sugar when it came to his hand by itself.
“Well then.” Gilbert said. “This does make things a lot more interesting.”
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The two of them were lying on Gilbert’s bed in silence as they stared up at the ceiling.
“How the hell are we going to hide this from the old dudes?” Gilbert asked.
“To tell the truth I am more worried about you.” Ludwig said. “I can hide mine but you, well I think it will gain some attention if all of a sudden you start to cover yourself head to toe.”
“We’ll think of something.” Gilbert said. He glanced at the bag of chips on his nightstand. “Use your powers and give me those.”
“I don’t know how to do that.” Ludwig said.
“Concentrate.” Gilbert suggested. “Like in the movies, extend your hand and concentrate.”
Ludwig sighed as he sat up and extended his hand. Narrowing his eyes he pictured in his mind the chips coming to his hand.
The breeze coming from the window caused the bag to move more than what he did.
Getting fed up Ludwig simply stood up and took the bag himself before throwing it at his brother.
“Ouch.” Gilbert said.
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Gilbert closed the bathroom door behind him as he stared into the mirror.
He gripped the sinks counter tightly as he brought himself closer to the mirror until he was nose to nose with the surface.
This was something that he had noticed. Whenever he concentrated on what he looked like before his body would shift slightly.
He narrowed his eyes as he thought back to how he had looked. White hair, pale skin, and red eyes just like his mother. The hair was shoulder length. The eyes were a light and dark like blood.
Ripple. That was the only word he could use to describe it. His skin and entire body rippled.
He was naked but different.
Gilbert nearly gave a sob as the boy with white hair, pale skin, and red eyes in the mirror did the same.