"Psst, Gil, c'mere!"
Elizaveta stage-whispers into the dark. She hears a hollow thunk and a muttered curse.
"Ow! I hate the dark!"
Gilbert whispers as he falls beside Elizaveta.
"What?"
Gilbert scoffs and repeats,
"I said 'I. Hate. The. Dark!"
Elizaveta shoves her hand over his mouth and narrows her green eyes at him.
"Shuddup! Do you wanna get caught?"
Gilbert bites her hand and Elizaveta shrieks, dropping the paint in the process. A loud crash echoes throughout the room and they both freeze. Gilbert and Elizaveta exchange glances and slowly begin to pick up the window paint.
"Shake 'em and lets get the flashlights, mkay?"
Gilbert whispers, picking up the luminescent yellow paint stick, uncapping and writing, "Ksese, Guten Tag, Roddy." on the side.
Elizaveta smiles at the glowing message and writes her own on the opposite side; "Miss me yet, Roderich?"
Gilbert drops the other paint stick and it splatters neon blue paint on the spotless white tile.
"Oh, shiz. Lizzie, what do I do?"
He asks, frantically searching for something to wipe it up with.
"I dunno! Uh… Papers towels! Kitchen, go!"
Gilbert runs toward the kitchen and slips halfway there, cursing when he falls.
"Quiet, Gil!"
"I'm tryin'! I'm sorry, Liz, I'm wearing socks!"
"Why are you wearing socks, Gilbert?"
"They're comfortable!"
-.-' " …Men." Elizaveta mutters, moving to write a message on the stool.
"'ey! I heard that!"
"Good. Do have those towels yet?"
A roll of paper hits her in the back, causing her to fall and hit the open backpack, scattering sheet music.
"Gilbert Beilschmidt…! Hurry your butt up. I wanna go home."
Gilbert smiles and, after wiping the paint up, writes, "With love, Elizaveta Hedevary and Gilbert 'The Awesome' Beilschmidt" on the top.
Elizaveta narrows her eyes and raises an eyebrow, her response earning an angelic smile and a wink form the albino.
"I planted a camera right there so we could have this prank forever on tape."
The Prussian says, pointing to an uncovered spot between the curtain and the wall. Elizaveta nods and picks up their things.
"C'mon lets go home."
*Next Day*
Roderich Edelstein steps from his large bedroom, into the entryway of kitchen. He walks past his most favorite thing and to the washroom. At the door to the washroom however, he eyebrows furrow together and his eyes narrow.
Gilbert and Elizaveta smile at the computer screen as the Austrian walks past the 'invisible' camera. Gilbert maneuvers the camera so that it follows Roderich through his home.
"He has no idea!"
Elizaveta laughs as said Austrian stops at the bathroom door.
Roderich turns around back towards his kitchen. That's when he sees it.
He slowly walks over to his prized possession, glaring furiously at the messages on its spotless surface.
Gilbert stifles a laugh while they watch Roderich stare, furious, at his favorite thing in the world.
"Good Morning, Roderich…"
He mutters, smirking as Elizaveta laughs so loudly that it wakes his dog, Blackie, jumps.
"Hello to you, Gilbert… Pfft, with love my bottom! You insufferable dumknopfs! You write on my piano!"
A/N: Ah, sweet, sweet pranks with Gilbo and Lizzie. Gotta love 'em, right?