Ludwig growled.
how dare Prussia sneak into the kitchen and steal the one thing that he had been specifically told not to eat. it was one thing to take Germany's chocolate, but to leave a note..
Gilbert snickered from under his covers; chocolate was smeared all over his hands, his bed and Gilbird, and there was nothing Germany could do to him now that the chocolate was gone.
*bang* the door slammed open.
ah. except that.
"BRUDER! vhere is mien chocolate?!"
Antonio had always compared Germany to a raging bull, Gilbert mused, and it was only now that he was beggining to see the resemblance-
"BRUDER! I KNOW IT VHAS YOU!"
"kesese, but how can you prove it?"
Ludwig grounds his teeth so had he heard them crack. "oh, I dont know," he said calmly. "how about the chocolate EVERYwhere, and the drawing of gilbird you left ON THE TABLE."
Prussia yawned and stretched until he felt his necked back muscles pop. with a satisfied grin, he sat up. "vhat, are you on your period, or something?"
Ludwig felt his eye twitch.
"I could beat your scrawny little ass right now, oooorrrr..."
"or vhat..?"
"Prank war, usual rules?"
"it's on."