True part 4a/x
anonymous
January 25 2011, 21:06:56 UTC
Louise was a girl of order. She had a schedule she enjoyed to follow and liked to see it to the end. She liked to plan each and every step that she was going to make that day and what was going to happen.
That being said when something happened to disrupt that schedule and depending on who and what had disrupted it she usually became pissed.
It had started like every other Saturday morning. She had gotten up at nine o’clock on the dot. Brushed her hair and teeth. Made her bed. Changed out of her pajamas into her sweat suit and had gone downstairs to get breakfast.
She entered the kitchen where her father was already reading his newspaper and finished his breakfast.
“Good morning father.” she said opened the refrigerator.
“Good morning Louise.” he replied.
“You have another meeting today?” she asked as she pulled out eggs.
Alvar nodded. “I have to leave in about fifteen minutes. I don’t know how long it will be however if last weeks meeting tells anything I am sure it will be until tomorrow as well. Do me a favor and don’t let your brother sleep until noon.”
“I won’t father.” she promised.
Alvar took another sip of his coffee. “Something arrived for you today.”
Louise looked up from the eggs she was beating. “Something for me? What?”
He motioned with his head to her usual seat at the table.
Louise pulled back her chair and her eyes widened at the sight as well as a blush started on her face.
A dozen red roses were on the seat.
Louise picked them up gently and turned them over. “Who sent this?”
Alvar shrugged as he folded and laid the newspaper on the table. “There is also a card.”
It was attached to the paper holding the flowers together. She pulled it off and opened it.
She stared at it blankly for a moment. Another moment. Another moment.
Re: True part 4b/x
anonymous
January 25 2011, 21:07:30 UTC
“Something wrong?” her father asked.
She slowly shook her head as she placed the flowers on the table and walked to the computer.
“Why do you need the computer?”
“The card is in French. I need to translate it.” she said as she opened Google.
Alvar sighed as he held his hand out for the card. Louise gave it to him silently as he read it.
His eyebrows rose slightly. “Interesting.”
“What?”
“It reads ‘To my beloved darling girl, I know that the beauty of these roses pale in your presence however I beg of you to accept them anyway. We have met only once yet there is such power that wishes to keep us apart. To you my love and darling in the hopes that you will wish to meet with me again. Francis.’” he read. “Interesting.”
Louise had buried her face in her hands the moment he had read ‘my beloved darling girl’ and had not uncovered them. She groaned slightly.
“Maybe it would’ve been better if I had just looked it up on Google.” she said wearily.
“Perhaps.” he said laying the card on the table next to her. Sometimes it was clear where Gilbert had gotten his humor streak. Rare but in those times obvious.
“Francis.” he said picking up his briefcase. “Isn’t that Gilberts friend.”
Louise nodded. “Yes it is. Father?”
“Hmm?”
“Where did you learn French?”
“I spent a year in France during college.” he answered as he pulled on his jacket.
He gave her a quick hug before leaving.
Louise stared down at the note once more before crumbling it. She walked to the trashcan and tossed it in there before returning to her eggs.
She glanced once more at the flowers on the table before taking an empty vase and filling it with water before placing the roses in it.
No sense in letting perfectly good flowers go to waste.
Re: True part 4c/x
anonymous
January 25 2011, 21:08:57 UTC
At eleven thirty her brother came stumbling down the stairs. She looked up from the television in surprise.
“Well, well. Looks who is up before noon.” she said.
Gilbert mumbled something that resembled “Shut up.” as he entered the kitchen. Louise heard the sounds of him opening the refrigerator, cupboards, and drawers to get his morning cereal.
“What the fuck are with these flowers?” he asked leaving the kitchen.
“Your friend sent them to me.” she said.
Gilbert’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Which friend?”
“Francis. He left a card.”
“Let me see it.”
“I threw it out.”
“But not the flowers.”
“The flowers didn’t do anything.”
Gilbert’s eyes narrowed even more. “Excuse me, there’s something I need to do.” he said before running back up the stairs.
“Your cereal is going to get soggy.” she called up to him.
A door slammed shut was her answer.
“Rude.” she said before turning back to the program she was watching.
Gilbert meanwhile had nearly tackled his desk chair and with a vengeance turned on his computer.
He smirked when he saw that Francis was online and sent him a message.
Re: True part 4d/x
anonymous
January 26 2011, 05:24:12 UTC
I'm guessing Francis didn't answer because he was embarrassed by how serious his feelings are and not bc he's afraid of Gilbert. That's what I think anyway...But I guess Gil can be a serious tactician when he wants to be. This fic is seriously cute. And I liked the little friendship part in the last chapter. I'm jealous of Kiku too, lucky bastard.
OP's finally here~
anonymous
January 29 2011, 21:31:07 UTC
Aaaah, sorry author!anon. I'm late :( My power cable broke and I couldn't use my laptop for a few days. But I was so happy when I saw you updated again ♥
So Francis made his first French move. And of course there had to be roses :D aaaaaw and the note was so cute <3
Germany doesn't seem to be very impressed, though xD
The chat conversation at the end was awesome! I really love overprotective big brother!Gilbert. Yeah, Francis, you better run xD
That being said when something happened to disrupt that schedule and depending on who and what had disrupted it she usually became pissed.
It had started like every other Saturday morning. She had gotten up at nine o’clock on the dot. Brushed her hair and teeth. Made her bed. Changed out of her pajamas into her sweat suit and had gone downstairs to get breakfast.
She entered the kitchen where her father was already reading his newspaper and finished his breakfast.
“Good morning father.” she said opened the refrigerator.
“Good morning Louise.” he replied.
“You have another meeting today?” she asked as she pulled out eggs.
Alvar nodded. “I have to leave in about fifteen minutes. I don’t know how long it will be however if last weeks meeting tells anything I am sure it will be until tomorrow as well. Do me a favor and don’t let your brother sleep until noon.”
“I won’t father.” she promised.
Alvar took another sip of his coffee. “Something arrived for you today.”
Louise looked up from the eggs she was beating. “Something for me? What?”
He motioned with his head to her usual seat at the table.
Louise pulled back her chair and her eyes widened at the sight as well as a blush started on her face.
A dozen red roses were on the seat.
Louise picked them up gently and turned them over. “Who sent this?”
Alvar shrugged as he folded and laid the newspaper on the table. “There is also a card.”
It was attached to the paper holding the flowers together. She pulled it off and opened it.
She stared at it blankly for a moment. Another moment. Another moment.
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She slowly shook her head as she placed the flowers on the table and walked to the computer.
“Why do you need the computer?”
“The card is in French. I need to translate it.” she said as she opened Google.
Alvar sighed as he held his hand out for the card. Louise gave it to him silently as he read it.
His eyebrows rose slightly. “Interesting.”
“What?”
“It reads ‘To my beloved darling girl, I know that the beauty of these roses pale in your presence however I beg of you to accept them anyway. We have met only once yet there is such power that wishes to keep us apart. To you my love and darling in the hopes that you will wish to meet with me again. Francis.’” he read. “Interesting.”
Louise had buried her face in her hands the moment he had read ‘my beloved darling girl’ and had not uncovered them. She groaned slightly.
“Maybe it would’ve been better if I had just looked it up on Google.” she said wearily.
“Perhaps.” he said laying the card on the table next to her. Sometimes it was clear where Gilbert had gotten his humor streak. Rare but in those times obvious.
“Francis.” he said picking up his briefcase. “Isn’t that Gilberts friend.”
Louise nodded. “Yes it is. Father?”
“Hmm?”
“Where did you learn French?”
“I spent a year in France during college.” he answered as he pulled on his jacket.
He gave her a quick hug before leaving.
Louise stared down at the note once more before crumbling it. She walked to the trashcan and tossed it in there before returning to her eggs.
She glanced once more at the flowers on the table before taking an empty vase and filling it with water before placing the roses in it.
No sense in letting perfectly good flowers go to waste.
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“Well, well. Looks who is up before noon.” she said.
Gilbert mumbled something that resembled “Shut up.” as he entered the kitchen. Louise heard the sounds of him opening the refrigerator, cupboards, and drawers to get his morning cereal.
“What the fuck are with these flowers?” he asked leaving the kitchen.
“Your friend sent them to me.” she said.
Gilbert’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Which friend?”
“Francis. He left a card.”
“Let me see it.”
“I threw it out.”
“But not the flowers.”
“The flowers didn’t do anything.”
Gilbert’s eyes narrowed even more. “Excuse me, there’s something I need to do.” he said before running back up the stairs.
“Your cereal is going to get soggy.” she called up to him.
A door slammed shut was her answer.
“Rude.” she said before turning back to the program she was watching.
Gilbert meanwhile had nearly tackled his desk chair and with a vengeance turned on his computer.
He smirked when he saw that Francis was online and sent him a message.
So what did you do today?
He waited a moment until Francis answered.
And a good morning to you too. What do you mean?
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You know perfectly well what I mean.
Unfortunately I don’t.
I’ll give you a hint. Roses.
Roses?
You sent my sister flowers!!!
Calm down please.
I will not calm down!! I want an answer Francis. Why did you send her flowers?
Because I wanted to?
I thought I told you to stay away from her.
It was just flowers.
She said there was a card.
Did you read it?
No.
Then how on earth would you know what I said?
I know you.
Gilbert you need to calm down.
Gilbert blinked in surprise. That last one was from Antonio.
What are you doing here?
I was talking to Francis until you barged in. Some of us get up before noon after all.
That’s not the point. The point is that Francis…
Sent your sister flowers. So what?
Are you serious? You know him as well I do!
Yes I do. They are just flowers Gilbert, don’t overreact.
But…
No buts. Now apologize to Francis.
…
Gilbert.
Fine, fine. Sorry.
Its alright, we all know how overprotective you are Gilbert.
Question.
Shoot.
What did the card say?
Francis has left the chatroom.
Gilbert’s eyes narrowed.
“I think I‘m going to kill him.”
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This story is so cute! Keep up the good work <3
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So Francis made his first French move. And of course there had to be roses :D aaaaaw and the note was so cute <3
Germany doesn't seem to be very impressed, though xD
The chat conversation at the end was awesome! I really love overprotective big brother!Gilbert. Yeah, Francis, you better run xD
♥ ♥ ♥
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