Hi! This is my first Pandora Hearts fic, but I am deeply ingrained in the fandom and have plenty more ideas I just need to write up.
I am also a die hard Ozbert fan. Just so you're warned. This is just trio frenemyship, but pretty much everything else I'm going to write has at least a hint of that. That's why we're all here, right?
I don''t own Pandora Hearts. But Oz is Gil's owner! It says so right in book three, page fifty seven. And did anybody else see that little extra in book twenty one about Gil's scar? Such a perverted old man! I was going to write a fic that pointed that out, but Jun beat me to the punch! 'Cause there's no scar on his back, is there? :) Stupid Glen. *Sticks tongue out at him*
SPOILERS! For, like, a lot of stuff. Actually, I kind of spoiled something in the authors note, didn't I? Oops.
Oz dropped his fork.
"Oh my God." He pressed both his hands over his mouth, trying to conceal his rapidly forming grin. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God."
Gil froze with his fork halfway to his mouth and looked across the table at him with concern. Alice paused in her desperate endeavor to stuff a whole honey baked ham in her mouth and stared at him like he was crazy.
"Oz?" asked Gil worriedly.
Oz shook his head as if to clear it, still with that wild smile on his face.
"Oh my God," he repeated. "Oh my God, oh my God."
"Wha yoo goin' ah 'bou', shoopih mah servah?" demanded Alice, her mouth stretched unnaturally wide to fit around the giant piece of meat.
"Stupid rabbit," Gil muttered, and then whacked her smartly on the back with his one arm, so the giant ham flew from her mouth and landed on her plate, slightly damp, but otherwise none the worse for wear.
"Oz, what's wrong?" Gil asked calmly, effortlessly dodging the silverware Alice threw at him in retaliation.
"I just realized," Oz gasped. His attempt to suppress his giggles was failing miserably.
"What is it?!" Alice growled. "Spit it out, man servant!"
"I just realized," said Oz again. "Oh my God. If . . . if Gil's actually a Baskerville . . . and Alice's parents were both Baskervilles . . . then she's a Baskerville too . . ."
Gil and Alice looked at him blankly.
"You guys are siblings!" burst out Oz, and then he promptly collapsed in a fit of giggles.
Gilbert didn't seem able move for quite some time after that, and Alice accidently destroyed the table in her shock and horror, while Oz was incapacitated on the floor, having fallen there in the midst of his laughter.
Aaaaaaaand . . . thank you! I was surprised nobody noticed this little fact in the actual series. And there's another part in the third book, when Alice asks Raven about parents -that's my next fic- and the meat seller in the background thinks she's his little sister. So cute!