Raising Fritz/Louis/Raul 1/?
anonymous
February 21 2010, 02:22:49 UTC
In the end, managing to get into one group hadn’t been difficult. There was an odd number of students in their Health and Life Development class, and frankly, no one wanted to be partnered with them either way. Neither Gilbert, Francis, nor Antonio were known for being delicate about anything, so surely allowing one of the three into their family unit would inevitably result in a broken egg and a failing grade.
It had only been one day into the project, and already, Gilbert had spent the better part of the afternoon trying to rub glitter off their egg. It had done little good; somehow, he had ended up covered in the pink glitter, while the egg remained exactly the same. “Seriously, why the hell did you let Feliks touch Fritz?”
“I did not think that he would cause much harm,” Francis shrugged dispassionately. “Louis does look rather gaudy, I suppose. Feliks has no taste.”
“Gaudy? Goddammit, he completely pussified Fritz!”
“I don’t think it’s so bad,” Antonio said, setting a comforting hand on Gilbert’s shoulder. “We could paint over the glitter, maybe make Raul a nice red-“
“You’re not doing anything to my-our egg!” Antonio was worse than Francis, Gilbert thought. He had, only hours earlier, nearly crushed poor Fritz in an attempt to hug Lovino. The egg had immediately gone to Francis, which, clearly, was also a mistake.
No, this was a job for a real man, he decided. “Look, obviously you losers can’t handle looking after Fritz. I’m taking care of him from now on, yeah?”
“Ah, somehow, I doubt you’ll fare much better,” Francis said, somewhat dispassionately. “Forgive me, but you do not seem like the most competent of caretakers.”
“Ludwig’s still alive, isn’t he?”
“He is only two years younger than us and most unfortunately, emotionally constipated and anal retentive.” Shame, that. Such a waste of a fine, young specimen-Francis had tried to ‘loosen him up’, but to no avail. “Even if you had a hand in his upbringing, I would not brag about it, mon cher Gilbert. I would be surprised if Louis survived to see tomorrow.”
“Um, guys, it’s just an egg-“ Antonio interrupted, but the damage had already been done.
“Oh yeah?” That was a challenge, and Gilbert did not refuse challenges! “I bet I can look after Fritz all week. By myself.”
“Seriously,” Antonio said, “I know I almost broke it, but it isn’t as if Raul’s a real baby, so I think-“
“It is adorable, seeing you so determined,” the French boy laughed. “It is a shame that ultimately, you will be disappointed.”
“Fuck you guys-" ("I didn't say anything!" Antonio exclaimed.) "-seriously." He got up, pointing a finger at both of his friends. "You'll fucking eat your words!"
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anonymous
February 21 2010, 05:50:21 UTC
Oh god! I can't believe this is being filled! *Rolls around giggling* Thank you so much for taking the time to fill this~ This is absolutely adorable already! And oh god, you put in some of the bonuses already.... MARRY ME <3
I love how they all call the egg different a differnt name, it just seems so like them to not be able to agree to a single name!
It had only been one day into the project, and already, Gilbert had spent the better part of the afternoon trying to rub glitter off their egg. It had done little good; somehow, he had ended up covered in the pink glitter, while the egg remained exactly the same. “Seriously, why the hell did you let Feliks touch Fritz?”
“I did not think that he would cause much harm,” Francis shrugged dispassionately. “Louis does look rather gaudy, I suppose. Feliks has no taste.”
“Gaudy? Goddammit, he completely pussified Fritz!”
“I don’t think it’s so bad,” Antonio said, setting a comforting hand on Gilbert’s shoulder. “We could paint over the glitter, maybe make Raul a nice red-“
“You’re not doing anything to my-our egg!” Antonio was worse than Francis, Gilbert thought. He had, only hours earlier, nearly crushed poor Fritz in an attempt to hug Lovino. The egg had immediately gone to Francis, which, clearly, was also a mistake.
No, this was a job for a real man, he decided. “Look, obviously you losers can’t handle looking after Fritz. I’m taking care of him from now on, yeah?”
“Ah, somehow, I doubt you’ll fare much better,” Francis said, somewhat dispassionately. “Forgive me, but you do not seem like the most competent of caretakers.”
“Ludwig’s still alive, isn’t he?”
“He is only two years younger than us and most unfortunately, emotionally constipated and anal retentive.” Shame, that. Such a waste of a fine, young specimen-Francis had tried to ‘loosen him up’, but to no avail. “Even if you had a hand in his upbringing, I would not brag about it, mon cher Gilbert. I would be surprised if Louis survived to see tomorrow.”
“Um, guys, it’s just an egg-“ Antonio interrupted, but the damage had already been done.
“Oh yeah?” That was a challenge, and Gilbert did not refuse challenges! “I bet I can look after Fritz all week. By myself.”
“Seriously,” Antonio said, “I know I almost broke it, but it isn’t as if Raul’s a real baby, so I think-“
“It is adorable, seeing you so determined,” the French boy laughed. “It is a shame that ultimately, you will be disappointed.”
“Fuck you guys-" ("I didn't say anything!" Antonio exclaimed.) "-seriously." He got up, pointing a finger at both of his friends. "You'll fucking eat your words!"
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Thank you so much for taking the time to fill this~
This is absolutely adorable already!
And oh god, you put in some of the bonuses already.... MARRY ME <3
I love how they all call the egg different a differnt name, it just seems so like them to not be able to agree to a single name!
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And I love your Antonio and Francis, like, so much. And Gilbert too. And I wonder which other students are in this Health and Life Development class.
Cant wait for the rest<3
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