There is a moment of silence after the phrase is yelled, punctuated only by heavy breathing.

"What?"

"Wait, should I repeat it —?"

"No! I mean, no, I heard you, but — what?"

More silence.

"Who taught you how to say that? Don't say it was Gilbert."

"No, actually, I taught myself how to say it thank you very much Ludwig."

A sound that could almost be quiet laughter. "Explains how you didn't pronounce half of that right, at least."

"Hmph."

More silence.

"Um, Ludwig, would you mind moving —"

"Promise me something first."

"Yes, sure, okay, just —"

"Don't call me a pig."

"All right. So about moving — wait so you didn't mind the rest of it?"

Silence. "N-not that much."

"Ooh, okay, I'll remember tha — oh —"

Conversation does not take precedence for a while.


i once read a fic where a throwaway joke is feli trying to learn how to say "fuck me harder you magnificent filthy german sex pig" in german and it stuck with me