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Who: [Germany and OPEN]
What:[His trick-candy is just settling in~]
When: [Monday and Tuesday]
Where: [He's out in the city, easy to find]
Warnings: [PG for now?]
Status: [In Progress]

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Oh wow. He had never noticed that the sky was such a pretty shade of grey. And then the rain set in, all loud and very rain-like. Pitter-patter pitter-patter drip drip drip. Feliciano wrinkled his nose. It was wet, too. He stuck out his tongue as far as he could and waited for some raindrops to hit it. He giggled.

Feliciano whirled around, spinning faster and faster and laughing louder and louder as the dizziness increased. "I'm flying, I'm flyyyi... Ow!" He landed hard on his hands and knees. He blinked owlishly at the ground.

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[He pouted and shot him the most tragically sad puppy eyes he could muster in his current fluffy happy rainbow state of mind. It was still quite tragic, Feliciano was a master of sad puppy eyes, after all.]

But I can do it! We just have to spin fast enough! Don't you trust me?

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[Oh no. Feli. Please. Don't tempt him. he had no power to resist your eyes. NONE.]

Ja I trust you. I just don't trust gravity to not pull us to ze ground.

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[There was a manic gleam in Feliciano's eyes as he tried to make Ludwig understand. He just had to go flying!]

But I felt it! I know we were so close to lifting off! Oh, I just want to fly once in my life! [A coy smile curled up his lips.] It would be fun, wouldn't it?

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[He may be love struck but he isn't stupid, Feli. Sorry]

Nein, ve vere just dancing in ze rain like you vanted. I don't vant to see you get hurt. Please Feliciano... for me?

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But... but... flying... [He was just a bit heartbroken by Ludwig's refusal and not afraid to show it. The beautiful colourful world around him turned slightly less beautiful and colourful.]

Not even a little bit of flying?

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[He blinked at Ludwig, utterly confused by such concepts in his current state.]

A sail? But I want to go flying, not sailing! [He paused thoughtfully and finally giggled. Most wonderful idea ever!] Oh! But we could go sailing! No! Better! I'm going to build a gondola and then we'll sail on the red river! Just like in Venice!

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A boat.... Ja! Let's do zat instead!

[Phew, a safe alternative and a romantic boat ride! He just won!]

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Come on! Let's go to the woods! We'll cut a tree for our gondola!

[He grabbed Ludwig's hand again and off he was, marching towards the deep, dangerous woods he had so far painstakingly avoided. But the world was a happy place and glittery and he was going to get a gondola! A gondola! Wouldn't that be fantastic?]

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[Ludwig understands the woods and lucky for them he is still armed. He vowed silently to protect dear Feliciano should anything happen. He wouldn't dare let any monsters get in the way of his love's wish!]

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[Feliciano had forgotten all about monsters and continues to stomp towards the woods with all the determination of a man on a mission, not even aware that he didn't have a saw. He had plenty of plans of how wonderful their gondola would be once it was finished, though.]

...and then we'll have to build more canals for our gondola! We... we could build many canals! Turn this city into another Venice! Oh Ludwig, wouldn't that be wonderful?!

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[He laughed then, happy to see Feliciano so alive. He nodded with a grin]

Ja, it vould be vunderbar. But I zink you need somezing to cut ze vood viss. Come.

[He'd make a detour in their trip to stop for a saw and complimenting tools]

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Cut the wood? [He repeated that slowly, sluggishly.] Oh. [Then he laughed.] I hadn't thought of that! Silly me!

[Feliciano cuddled against Ludwig's side in walking and wrapped an arm around his waist.] Ludwig is so good to me, thinking of everything!]

Sorry, I dropped this thread! [picks it up again?]

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It's just a little bit dusty, nothing a feather duster won't fix!

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Of course you will!

[It was a mere statement. That was no grand revelation to Feliciano, it was a fact.]

And you're going to help me build a gondola. [Because you couldn't forget the important things, no, you couldn't.]