[fic] GOOD MORNING WEST!
“West… Weeeeeeest,” he whispered. Ludwig stirred but did not wake, “Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeest!”
Ludwig opened an eye and stared incredulously at him, “Gilbert what do you want? Go back to sleep. And if you can’t fall asleep get out of my room.”
“But West!” plopping down on the side of the bed Gilbert shook Ludwig’s shoulder, “Its super-awesomely important!”
Groaning, Ludwig rubbed his head, “And it couldn’t wait for another hour?”
“Nooooooooooooooooooo.”
“Fine,” Gilbert grinned as Ludwig looked at him, showering him with his full attention, “What is it?”
He leaned forward, a pseudo-excited smile spreading across his features, “I’M PREGNANT!”
And time stopped.
Ludwig gaped up at him. Gilbert looked back, smile still plastered to his face, “I’m naming it ‘Awesome’! Great name, huh?”
“Wha… Wha…” Ludwig stuttered.
Letting out a loud whoop! Gilbert hopped up and ran out of the room, laughing his head off, “HAHA! I got you, West! Should’ve checked your calendar because you just got Awesome April-Fooled! HAHA!”
Sliding down the banister he made an (almost) perfect landing and ran into the kitchen. Being so amazing all the time made awesome people hungry, after all. He snickered at the thought of pulling the same prank on Roderich later, adding an ‘AND ITS YOURS!’ to the equation. He couldn’t wait to see the look on that stupid aristocrat’s fa-
Gilbert stopped at the threshold of the kitchen, his eyes widening substantially. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. His body went ridged as he stared at the scene before him.
And then Gilbert screamed.
(Like a little girl)
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ludwig rubbed at his eyes before staring up at the ceiling. Of course he knew it was April Fool’s day and of course he knew Gilbert was planning something. But even if his immature brother had shocked his sleep-filled mental pathways, that was nothing compared to what Gilbert would be experiencing in about 3… 2… 1…
Right on cue Gilbert’s shrieks carried up to the room. He smiled, knowing the camera he set up was in just the right place to catch Gilbert’s reaction to the seventy-odd toasters that decorated every available surface.
~~~HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY~~~
Ludwig opened an eye and stared incredulously at him, “Gilbert what do you want? Go back to sleep. And if you can’t fall asleep get out of my room.”
“But West!” plopping down on the side of the bed Gilbert shook Ludwig’s shoulder, “Its super-awesomely important!”
Groaning, Ludwig rubbed his head, “And it couldn’t wait for another hour?”
“Nooooooooooooooooooo.”
“Fine,” Gilbert grinned as Ludwig looked at him, showering him with his full attention, “What is it?”
He leaned forward, a pseudo-excited smile spreading across his features, “I’M PREGNANT!”
And time stopped.
Ludwig gaped up at him. Gilbert looked back, smile still plastered to his face, “I’m naming it ‘Awesome’! Great name, huh?”
“Wha… Wha…” Ludwig stuttered.
Letting out a loud whoop! Gilbert hopped up and ran out of the room, laughing his head off, “HAHA! I got you, West! Should’ve checked your calendar because you just got Awesome April-Fooled! HAHA!”
Sliding down the banister he made an (almost) perfect landing and ran into the kitchen. Being so amazing all the time made awesome people hungry, after all. He snickered at the thought of pulling the same prank on Roderich later, adding an ‘AND ITS YOURS!’ to the equation. He couldn’t wait to see the look on that stupid aristocrat’s fa-
Gilbert stopped at the threshold of the kitchen, his eyes widening substantially. His mouth opened, but no sound came out. His body went ridged as he stared at the scene before him.
And then Gilbert screamed.
(Like a little girl)
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ludwig rubbed at his eyes before staring up at the ceiling. Of course he knew it was April Fool’s day and of course he knew Gilbert was planning something. But even if his immature brother had shocked his sleep-filled mental pathways, that was nothing compared to what Gilbert would be experiencing in about 3… 2… 1…
Right on cue Gilbert’s shrieks carried up to the room. He smiled, knowing the camera he set up was in just the right place to catch Gilbert’s reaction to the seventy-odd toasters that decorated every available surface.
~~~HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY~~~