A/N: Amm... this is my first story...ever...so please don't kill my spirit... it took me like hours to learn how to post this, so if i did anything wrong please tell me... i already have several more chapters written so i will try to put more soon... if its kinda boring please tell me i will try to short it up a bit the ones i already made... The first chapters wont have that much UsxUk Or FrxUk but it will come... just wait!
Remember that Story and Fanservice go hand in hand~!
Everything was going as expected, the scrip, the sponsors, the director, the copyrights, the cameras, lights and extras…everything… oh yeah except for one little detail… We didn't have the main actors.
Everything was chaos pure and giving Chaos… and he didn't how or when he got stuck in this…but then he remembered, he remembered the exact moment he had signed his death contract.
All of this started months ago, when he just had received an interesting e-mail from one of his long lost
"friend's".
Subject: Hallo
From: Meinen_Wonderful_Me …
Too: GermanIsMySausage_WürsteMania...
Guten Morgen Ludwing, how is your -not so wonderful compare to Meinen- life treating you?
I hope that good, but if not, well too bad D.
Don't think I have as much free time off as you do, as to be talking to someone not as mighty as myself, so I will just cut to the chase and go the point. (Ludwing's thoughts: That was quite redundant, but oh well that was how Gilbert was anyway)
Even if I don't appear it, I do regard you as a good friend and respect you as a Cinema producer…
(Ludwing's thoughts: Fuck… what is going on, Gilbert Beilschmidt was giving HIM a complement… this couldn't be happening…maybe he was dreaming, maybe it was from another Gilbert Beilschmidt, Maybe he was going to die…he pinched himself rather hard to check the first possibility out, "OUCH"… it hurt, so no, he wasn't dreaming, he checked "Meinen_Wonderful_Me …" Profile, and found what he expected to find: "Meinen name is Gilbert Beilshmidt, just by knowing that should be enough to make ya wet, but I will continue so you enjoy it further… yada-yada-yada-yada..I love little chicks (the animals and the human kind)…ya-daaaa-yadaaaa…Prussia is hotter than the sun…yada-yadaaaaa…call now and I will talk to you for 10 minutes with a 20% discount if you are a babe" There was more butLudwing just couldn't keep reading it would make his eyes bleed if he did, this guy had a serious problem, and the people that actually called (If there were any) had even more problems…I mean it was just a profile on a Chat service, wasn't it illegal to charge for a talk?... But Bloody Würste's that wasn't the problem here…the problem was that IT was THAT Gilbert Beilschmidt after all...I mean it had to be…there wasn't anyone thategocentric in the world other than him wasn't it? Please Sausage God, with one it's more than enough, no more please, I rather die… and that reminded him of what was exactly happening…
He probably had an incurable illness then, one that would kill him in the matter of days… that was the last choice…it was probably a very bad one if Gil was going to go soft on him…
Yes, it was a Man eating bacteria that was eating his insides slowly and painfully until it attacked the superior part of him and ate his skin little by little…
He was going to drift to more negative and awful thoughts until it hit him…he hadn't finished the e-mail, yeah if he was going to die a horrible death, he deserved to know how the holly Frankfurters did Gilbert knew before him of the dark future he was destined to have.
Even if I don't appear it, I do regard you as a good friend and respect you as a Cinema producer, which is why when my bosses asked me who could produce and manage the new "Sherlock Holmes, God Save the Queen Saga" I immediately thought of you, (Ludwing's thoughts: This is worst that I had imagined…maybe I had two deadly diseases) I know that you are quite famous in the producer world, and you might not have time, but I sort of promised that you will do it already, so as a friend of the awesome me you have to do it… oh I mean Please…
Contact the amazing me as soon as you get this e-mail. ;D
Ps: I'm sending you part of the script so you get the hang of it.
Gilbert Beilschmidt
Ludwing couldn't believe himself…he had just panicked for nothing, he got so scared that he probably lost years of life… yet it had ended in such a stupid "request" if one could call it that, by the way that Egotistical moron had "asked" for it.
But of course why didn't he think of that possibility?, he needed a favor;
Gilbert loved himself more than anything in the world, so that tone on a person of his sort caught him off guard, but after all he (Gilbert) was still human, he still had a job and had to follow orders from his superiors, but of course the one mentioned before would have never accepted that…that thought made the German ex-soldier smile to himself.
Ludwing wasn't going to take that Prussian citizen offer, as much tempting as having him owing the German a favor sounded, he just had too much work and little time in his busy life to bother with what seemed an English movie, and the problems it took to make it finally debut on theaters, he was done with movies, too much hassle, stress and such; making theater plays was much more fulfilling and less aggravating.
Yet he found himself reading the script that self-centered Prussian had left him… it was more than a script, it was a story, it was a new world that opened to him an showed him the delicacy of Old England and the people the surrounded it, when he finished the fragment he was send, he wanted more, he wanted no know what the (Insert German Word) hell had happened, it wasn't even the real script it was just a story board yet it had catch him and refused to let go…he immediately knew that he had to produce the movie
Screw "The Lion Queen the musical", he hadn't felt this eager to make anything since his magical debuting days, yes, that's right, being a Cinema Producer had been his ideal job since he could eat Würste, what had happen? Why did it feel more like a chore than anything else? How long had he been feeling like this? … It was a job after all so it might just be a chore for everyone after a while… yet he felt that explanation wasn't right… He had loved it, yet; what happened?
Being Famous … yes…that's what happened… being in the public eye all the time, having the pressure of being defined by which movies he did and didn't produce, if they would sell better or worse than the one before it… yes… having to compete against himself, never being able to win…
But no, not this time… He was going to choose this movie because he wanted, not for the public, the critics nor the money…just because he liked it, and nothing else.
He immediately started the response of the e-mail Gilbert had sent him; he knew that meddling in something related to Beilschmidt just had to bring trouble, but he didn't flinch, he didn't think about it twice and just sent a quick, short but wholehearted "I accept", and, "Ps: Send the contract to my lawyers, so they can review it"
With that being already sent, Ludwing felt strange feelings arise from inside him, what was it?, Nervousness?, Excitement?, both? Yeah both of them at the same time; and he loved it, he couldn't remember the last time accepting a job offer felt so amazing, yes this was a job he wouldn't regret.
And before he would think of other synonyms of how eager he felt, the response arrived at his laptop.
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Subject: Re: Hallo
From: Meinen_Wonderful_Me …
Too: GermanIsMySausage_WürsteMania...
I knew you would never say no to something awesome me has asked of you.
Because we both know that a mere German dude like you could never compare to someone of my greatness, coolness…. (Ludwing's thoughts:And the list goes, on and on)
Ps: DD I LOOOOOOVE your e-mail address, it fits you, just too well.
What? … Crap, I knew that it was a mistake not changing it as soon as I could… no, the biggest mistake was asking that French weasel help on creating an e-mail account in the first place, yeah…next time I'm swallowing my pride and calling tech support or buy one of those mean American books that insult you while they help you, I think it was something like "E-Mail for assh*les" or something like that…I don't know why the Bloody Heineken they were so damn popular… it just had to be American I suppose.
But I suppose that I am kind of relieved that after sending my acceptance to Gilbert he is being the same dush as ever, yet…maybe I shouldn't have answer so fast, I didn't mind having him begging a little more; Crap, calm down Ludwing your "S" side is showing.
But the important thing is that I did this for myself and nobody else.
A/N: I promise it gets better...i think(?) Please review...
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