Down the Awesome Bunny Trail [2b/?]
anonymous
April 22 2010, 04:32:20 UTC
Done with his shopping, Ludwig headed for the pancake establishment. He froze for a full second, and then ran at top speed when he spotted a white bear headed in Gilbert's direction.
"Get away from my brother!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, startling the fur (or feathers, since there were a couple of birds around) out of everyone in the vicinity.
"Whaa - West?!" Gilbert said in confusion, before Ludwig successfully tackled down the bear that was about to get its evil clutches on him, sending pancakes and maple syrup flying all over the place, while Feliciano let out a very startled 'Ve!' and hid under the table.
Wait, pancakes and maple syrup?
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Gilbert thundered as he gave Ludwig a very painful kick in the ribs. Gilbert may be smaller, shorter and lighter, but - ow! - his elder brother, like all bunnies, had considerable leg strength. And Gilbert was not afraid to use it.
"Ow! I was trying to save you from-"
"From my lunch? Are you seriously out of your mind?"
"But this bear-"
"For the last time," Gilbert snarled, "West, he owns the fucking shop!"
The poor bear underneath Ludwig moaned. "No one remembers me," he muttered.
"Oh." Ludwig promptly turned pink with embarrassment. He got to his feet, narrowly dodging another painful kick from Gilbert, and helped the bear up. "I - I'm terribly sorry! Look, I'll pay for all the damage...." Ludwig hastily shoved some money into the polar bear's pockets.
"Argh! My pancakes!" Gilbert groaned, tugging at his hair in frustration.
"I'm sorry!" Ludwig apologised again, this time to his brother.
"Not as sorry as you'll be when I'm done kicking your ass!" Gilbert snapped.
There was a murmur from the crowd, which sounded suspiciously... appreciative and admiring? Ludwig blinked, then panicked. Oh no, he had forgotten something important.
An angry Gilbert was also a very, very adorable Gilbert.
A few in the crowd started looking rather hungrily at his brother, who was all flushed with rage and his cute fluffy tail was twitching slightly.
"No time for this now!" Ludwig blurted, and with a quick, practiced gesture, spun his brother around and yanked Gilbert's ears. Gilbert automatically went limp with a startled yelp and Ludwig threw his brother on his shoulder, retrieved his shopping bag on the ground and quickly ran for home.
Down the Awesome Bunny Trail [2c/?]
anonymous
April 22 2010, 04:35:57 UTC
"I'll make pancakes for you tomorrow morning, all right?" Ludwig said in apology as the Schäferhund herded Gilbert into his room and into bed, ignoring Gilbert's grumbling and muttering. Ludwig had yanked really hard on his ears this time, making him feel rather woozy, which is why his younger brother insisted on an earlier bedtime tonight instead of playing his new video game. "Good night," Ludwig said once he was satisfied that Gilbert was comfortably tucked in bed, then switched off the lights and left.
Fine, Gilbert decided rather sulkily, since West insisted on treating him like a child even though he was the older one out of the two, he might as well have some fun.
"West!" he yelled.
His brother opened the door to his room mere seconds after he shouted. "What is it?" Ludwig asked in concern and worry.
"I'm thirsty!" Gilbert complained. "Don't we have any milk?"
Ludwig rolled his eyes and sighed before disappearing into the kitchen, then returned with a glass of milk. "Here," his brother said as he handed the glass, "now go to sleep!"
"Weeeeeeeeeest!" Gilbert yelled again just as Ludwig closed the door.
The door opened and Ludwig poked his head inside. "What now?" he asked in obvious irritation.
Gilbert put on his best pleading expression, all wide eyes and floppy ears. "What about my bedtime story?"
"Bedtime-" Ludwig halted, then made a low growl and clenched his fists. "Once upon a time there was a very annoyed Schäferhund who was starting to get a migraine and would refuse to make pancakes for breakfast in the morning if a certain immature rabbit of a brother did not go to sleep! The end!" he half-shouted before slamming the door shut.
Gilbert stuck out his tongue before he settled under the covers, grumbling. So he was immature? Fine.
He didn't want to be mature. Fruits matured.
He would rather be awesome.
And the road to ultimate awesomeness was out there, he just knew it.
Notes:
Schäferhund - German shepherd. I can't bring myself to use the English term because every time I see 'German shepherd' I keep picturing Luddy surrounded by white fluffy things that go meeeeeeeh.
"Get away from my brother!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, startling the fur (or feathers, since there were a couple of birds around) out of everyone in the vicinity.
"Whaa - West?!" Gilbert said in confusion, before Ludwig successfully tackled down the bear that was about to get its evil clutches on him, sending pancakes and maple syrup flying all over the place, while Feliciano let out a very startled 'Ve!' and hid under the table.
Wait, pancakes and maple syrup?
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Gilbert thundered as he gave Ludwig a very painful kick in the ribs. Gilbert may be smaller, shorter and lighter, but - ow! - his elder brother, like all bunnies, had considerable leg strength. And Gilbert was not afraid to use it.
"Ow! I was trying to save you from-"
"From my lunch? Are you seriously out of your mind?"
"But this bear-"
"For the last time," Gilbert snarled, "West, he owns the fucking shop!"
The poor bear underneath Ludwig moaned. "No one remembers me," he muttered.
"Oh." Ludwig promptly turned pink with embarrassment. He got to his feet, narrowly dodging another painful kick from Gilbert, and helped the bear up. "I - I'm terribly sorry! Look, I'll pay for all the damage...." Ludwig hastily shoved some money into the polar bear's pockets.
"Argh! My pancakes!" Gilbert groaned, tugging at his hair in frustration.
"I'm sorry!" Ludwig apologised again, this time to his brother.
"Not as sorry as you'll be when I'm done kicking your ass!" Gilbert snapped.
There was a murmur from the crowd, which sounded suspiciously... appreciative and admiring? Ludwig blinked, then panicked. Oh no, he had forgotten something important.
An angry Gilbert was also a very, very adorable Gilbert.
A few in the crowd started looking rather hungrily at his brother, who was all flushed with rage and his cute fluffy tail was twitching slightly.
"No time for this now!" Ludwig blurted, and with a quick, practiced gesture, spun his brother around and yanked Gilbert's ears. Gilbert automatically went limp with a startled yelp and Ludwig threw his brother on his shoulder, retrieved his shopping bag on the ground and quickly ran for home.
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Fine, Gilbert decided rather sulkily, since West insisted on treating him like a child even though he was the older one out of the two, he might as well have some fun.
"West!" he yelled.
His brother opened the door to his room mere seconds after he shouted. "What is it?" Ludwig asked in concern and worry.
"I'm thirsty!" Gilbert complained. "Don't we have any milk?"
Ludwig rolled his eyes and sighed before disappearing into the kitchen, then returned with a glass of milk. "Here," his brother said as he handed the glass, "now go to sleep!"
"Weeeeeeeeeest!" Gilbert yelled again just as Ludwig closed the door.
The door opened and Ludwig poked his head inside. "What now?" he asked in obvious irritation.
Gilbert put on his best pleading expression, all wide eyes and floppy ears. "What about my bedtime story?"
"Bedtime-" Ludwig halted, then made a low growl and clenched his fists. "Once upon a time there was a very annoyed Schäferhund who was starting to get a migraine and would refuse to make pancakes for breakfast in the morning if a certain immature rabbit of a brother did not go to sleep! The end!" he half-shouted before slamming the door shut.
Gilbert stuck out his tongue before he settled under the covers, grumbling. So he was immature? Fine.
He didn't want to be mature. Fruits matured.
He would rather be awesome.
And the road to ultimate awesomeness was out there, he just knew it.
Notes:
Schäferhund - German shepherd. I can't bring myself to use the English term because every time I see 'German shepherd' I keep picturing Luddy surrounded by white fluffy things that go meeeeeeeh.
Italienisches Windspiel - Italian greyhound
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This is so cute! But what makes it even better is I have both a rabbit (he's grey though) and a German Shepard.
Unfortunately, Goldfinger (the rabbit) is nowhere as a adorable as Gilbert sounds.
Are you going to include Gilbird somewhere?
After reading your note on Ludwig I had to look down at Loki, my dog, and go "meeeeeeh".
. . . Yeah, he looked at me like I was nuts.
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