Suspended. And under house arrest.

[preussen_ore]

Who: Gilbert Beilschmidt
What: Bored out of his mind.
Where: At home. Yes, the Beilschmidt House. XD
Why: He's been suspended for five school days due to that fight with Ivan. He's got no access to TV, his cellphone, or his computer. And his friends aren't allowed to visit. But they're perfectly welcome to sneak in and entertain him. XD  Oh and he's

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[ore_america]

[Alfred heard about how Gilbert was Ludwig and Feliciano's hero. It takes a lot of courage to go against the insane Russian, and Alfred just can't wait for his suspension to be over.]

[Dragging along Arthur (and his boyfriend), he managed to get them through the basement window and up to Gilbert's room. It's as simple as it sounds, but there are the neighbors, Ludwig's dogs (luckily, they're all away with him) and school to deal with. It is quite thought out, you'd think it wasn't Alfred who planned it, what with his failed attempts at cheering Francis up. (They think he wasn't able to do that because, 1) no one was interested and 2) he had no experience with love.)]

[He opens the door to Gilbert's room] I'm telling you, this is his ro-! Hey, Gilbo! I heard what happened!

(( ooc: I hope that's right XD; ))

And here's Arthur's boyfriend XD

[si_espana]

[It wasn't hard to convince Antonio to go with Alfred to break into Gilbert's home to see how he's been doing since the start of the suspension. He's been worried ever since he found out about what happened and immediately jumped on the opportunity to see his good friend. And of course having Arthur come along was a definite plus]

[He followed Alfred into and up the house until they come to his door. Antonio peeked into the doorway, smiling sunnily as always towards his good friend] Gilbert~ We're here to visit~

And here's the ray of sunshine to brighten up your day~ XD

[exrebelwithtea]

This is wrong. Damn it, how stupid are you, Alfred?! [Arthur still can't believe that Alfred and Antonio managed to drag him with them.] If his father finds us here, can you even imagine what he'll do? [Paranoid, he looks behind them. He doesn't want to stay long enough to find out. This is breaking and entering. They're clearly in the wrong.]

He's such a darling, darling ray of sunshine~ XD *gets Antonio to pet him*

[preussen_ore]

Wha--!! [Gilbert quickly sits up at the sounds of the voices--] Aww SHIIIIIT! [Great. Now he's got cake on his pants (around the groin area, interestingly enough). Here's another story to tell Vati when he comes home from work and make him wish there are two Ludwigs instead of one (four?) Gilbert]

Mun is staring at Gilbert's BF cake from a window...*wants*

[amnot_hungry]

[From the same window, Lizzie is looking at the..bored Prussian. Should she laugh at how "unawesome" his current condition is or give him "comforting" words like the soon-to-be girlfriend(like a cuss or two) that she is? Chances are, she'll just stare, laugh, and maybe text her twin so they can get the best out of annoying the crap out of Gilbert while he's under certain restrictions. Maybe he's also restricted to look annoyed?]

I'm sure there's more in the fridge *nods*

[preussen_ore]

[Gilbert has memorized the layout of his room by now and he knows by his peripheral vision that something was new. He turns his head towards the window with the girl there, fork in his mouth. He takes his time before talking, slowly pulling the fork out of his mouth, licking it clean. It's not like he's got anything better to do]

May I remind you that my room's on the second floor?

*__* Cherries~ xD

[amnot_hungry]

So? It's not everyday you see me climb up houses. And I'm quite surprised that I didn't even lift a finger to have you in that state. [Seriously, her arms are starting to feel like jelly. But she's trying her best not to look strained. Open the window, please?]

Yeeesh >w<

[preussen_ore]

[Gilbert snorts and lets her hang there for a while more. He sighs] What do you want? I'm trying to not be bored of being bored here.

Not quite sure how this works 'cause I don't know if Ludwig is grounded, too... I guess not. XD

[dogsnwurst]

[Ludwig isn't very good at showing guilt, but when he tries to, he usually ends up being more of a mother hen than he would ever want to admit. Since Vati didn't see the point in punishing Ludwig since there was no proof that he ever did anything, the blond German decided to simply... help his brother at home.

And by help, that meant trying to keep the house intact AND Gilbert happy (he owed him that much). Unfortunately, that was easier said than done. Gilbert was a picky person, easily bored and apparently liked setting fire to his brother's things. Ludwig didn't want a repeat incident, so he was stuffing his brother with cake. Food was a good distraction, right?

He knocks briskly on the door] Gilbert? Do you want more cake?

((ooc: Ludwig is sooo awkward in this situation. XD Maybe he should bring Feli over to keep Gilbert entertained, lolol. As long as Vati even lets Feli into the house. << >>; )

Unfaaaair XD

[preussen_ore]

[Gilbert glances to the door then down to his stomach where the plate of cake is. There's still more than half of a slice there, but then he shrugs. Not like he's got anything better to do than eat, anyway...]

Sure. And get a slice for yourself will you? I wanna talk to you.

((ooc: LOL XD That's the question. Though Feli probably counts as Gilbert's friend? ))

:D Papa's favorite.

[dogsnwurst]

[One could almost feel the hesitation radiating from Ludwig's body through Gilbert's door. He quietly leaves for a few minutes, then enters the room with two slices of cake instead of one. Avoiding his brother's eyes --he was a little worried about this "talk", because talks usually spelled trouble in this family-- he slid one of the slices into Gilbert's already occupied plate before sitting down at the side of the other's bed]

...What are we talking about? [Right. Stay calm. Breathe.]

Pffft. So right.

[preussen_ore]

[Gilbert watches Ludwig as he comes into the room and almost starts laughing at the look on his little brother's face. It's like he's walking towards a guillotine]

Thanks. [He takes another forkful of cake and puts it into his mouth, chewing slowly]

So, I was just thinking, [He says this while still chewing the deliciously gooey cake. Fuck manners] since I got into all this trouble for you and Feli, when can I expect the wedding?

Vash doesn't count as "friend," right? Right.

[aste_risk]

*And now there's an angry Swiss man knocking at the door, clutching a manila folder full of papers to his chest.*

Open up, doofus, I brought you some schoolwork.

Something like that XD

[preussen_ore]

[And then there's loud pounding on the door along with name-calling. All you need is gunfire and you've got noise pollution. It makes Gilbert smirk a bit. They made Vash bring his homework? How brilliant are his teachers??]

Eeeeeeeh... [Pretends to think about it] No.

Re: Something like that XD

[aste_risk]

*He volunteered, thank you. Oh, and he's just going to kick the door now.*

*...That kind of hurt.*

I'm doing this for your own good!

[preussen_ore]

[Gilbert sniggers quietly, watching his door shiver and shake with the force Vash is kicking it]

Suuuuuure you are. Oh, and have mercy on my door, will ya? I'm kinda attached to it ya know.

[nacht_bluten]

[There's a knock on the door. It's hesitant, but curt, rather like Ludwig's. Strangely though, it seemed to be coming from near the bottom of the door rather than near the top]

[preussen_ore]

[Intrigued, Gilbert gets up, puts the cake aside, and moves to the door. Then he opens it]

...Reich. Hey.

[nacht_bluten]

[Looks up at him with wide eyes. For a moment, he seems to only stare at the cut on Gilbert's lip and the large amount of bandages covering his left arm] I... M-Mutti said you were...

[Bites his lip and tries again. He shyly holds up another plate of cake, which he offers to the taller boy] This... This will make you feel better, right? [Clearly doesn't know that Gilbert already has cake]

[preussen_ore]

[He lets Reich stare for a while. He doesn't find it offensive. Then the kid holds up another plate of cake and he just feels his heart melt. Reich just looks too much like Ludwig used to...]

Thanks. [He takes the plate carefully] Wanna come in?