It was a two weeks after their wedding. The wedding had not been as glamorous as one might expect. It was simple and all their friends were invited. The ceremony was beautiful. They had walked down the aisle hand in hand. One adorned a suit that had a white coat and white pants with even cleaner white shoes; it included a black shirt and a white tie. Feliciano had worn this one. To top it off on his soft light brown hair, he wore a flower crown made from daisies; and an extra flower behind his curl next to his ear. The gentleman next to him had worn black suit coat, pants, and shoes. He wore a white dress shirt with a black bow-tie. His blonde hair was slicked back as always except one mischievous little hair that stuck out in front. Ludwig was smiling all the way to the top of the aisle. Flowers were against the path they walked. The rest was history. Even the legendary party afterwards… Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio were the first to get drunk and start singing. Romano tried to get Antonio's attention. That ended miserably. Kiku and Yao Wang kept up small talk for a while. Berwald and Tino stared at each other for a while before talking. Arthur and Alfred got along too nicely. To sum it all up, everything was fine. Ludwig and Feliciano were happy.
After a short break, they were packing and ready to move into a house together. They brought plenty of boxes and bags and filled their empty house, ready to make it full. Eventually they had everything moved in and it was time to start unpacking. Of course some things are going to be mixed up and they may be confused but this last crate that Feliciano came across was definitely the most mysterious.
Ludwig had gone out for coffee a while ago so Feliciano cleaned up a bit. When he stumbled upon this strange crate, his curiosity got the best of him and he had to open the crate. Feliciano tried pulling the top off. This didn't work due to the nails through the top. He started to look for something that may help. The only problem was the house wasn't as tidy as it should have been already. There were still boxes here and there and you couldn't find the right tools right away. Feliciano nearly gave up until he noticed a crowbar across the room. "This might do the trick." He spoke excitedly and jogged over to it, his feet lightly pounding on the carpeted floors. He walked back and put the crowbar in place and pushed down on it with all his strength. The top came right off and he fell to the floor with the crowbar.
Ludwig walked into the house with fresh coffee from a new shop down the road. "Hey, I brought back some coffee for all the hard work." He walked into the room to see Feliciano holding a black hat and cloak. "Ah, what do you have there?" Ludwig asked; his curiosity peaked.
Feliciano looked up and smiled. "I just found these clothes. They remind me of someone." Ludwig smiled and walked over. He handed Feliciano the coffee. He took a closer look at the clothes. They seemed awfully familiar to him. Ludwig looked at the crate and smiled.
"Hey, this is from Gilbert's attic. These are my baby clothes." Feliciano took a sip of coffee and his eyes bulged. He spit out the coffee right away and looked right at Ludwig.
"What…" Feliciano spoke in a small voice. Ludwig tilted his head and looked at Feliciano. Then a thought crossed his mind. The two sat and stared at each other for a while.
"Oh…"