25th März
Liebe Tagebuch,
Today is the first day I'm writing in you. When I bought you, Gilbert was with me and I had to hide it as best I could. If he found out I had a Tagebuch, he'd take it away and rip it. Or maybe worse, he'd burn it in his anger. He doesn't believe that I should have something so special, so precious and genuine. So feminine. He views me as a strong soldier; I would hate to ruin my image of myself to my dear Bruder. He already thinks so fondly of me, he's already so proud of me. I already have to drink so much beer to make him see I'm a strong man. I do like beer, but not as much as I do keeping up house chores. If he knew how much I enjoy home economics, I'm not sure he would be as proud of me as he is. He thinks I'm his strong little brother who will protect him from anything. If only he knew I loved to cook, and bake, and sew, and clean. I wonder what he would think. He probably wouldn't talk to me for a while. I'd hate to disappoint him when he thinks so highly of me. I'll write in you later, mein Freund, Gilbert is coming and I must hide you for now.
Lieben,
Ludwig
Author note: This was inspired by my friend, Bailey, when we were talking about my likeness to sew. For this fic, I shall not be giving translations to merely keep up the impression that Ludwig is actually writing his true self. If you wish to review, please do, it makes writing fun when I have an idea what my readers think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.