Lovesick
By: Aubrie1234
Ludwig yawned as he walked into the kitchen for breakfast, where Gilbert was already up. It was too early to be up, honestly, but he had to do some training with Feli and Kiku today. With that in mind, he went to the beer cabinet. Opening it, he was handed a bottle of beer.
"Danke."
"No problem dude." It was a few seconds after he closed the cabinet doors that Ludwig reacted.
"WHAT?!" Ripping the cabinet open, he found an uncomfortable Alfred hidden among the bottles, "America, what are you doing here?!"
"No so loud!" he hissed, "And anyway, ask your brother. I told him the story and I'm not coming out until it's safe!" Alfred then jerked the doors closed. Ludwig gave his brother a questioning glare. Gilbert, who had been reading the paper, shrugged.
"It's Oliver's fault."
"Arthur's 2P?"
"Yep. Turns out he made a love potion that would make Allan fall in love with whoever he was thinking about."
"Which was Alfred, I'm guessing. How do you know about this?"
"Well, Alfred told me most of it and I got the background from Birdie, who's with Oliver watching it all unfold."
"...Scheisse." Gilbert just went back to reading the paper as Ludwig proceeded to drown himself in his beer. This was a horrible day already... Before either of them could finish what they were doing, a pounding came to the front door and Alfred 'eep'ed. They could guess who was outside.
"Gilbert, could you-?"
"Fine, fine." The albino stood and went to the door, opening it to find Allan there, who was much more cheerful than normal. Gilbert, who was usually energetic, wasn't woken up all the way and yawned.
"What do you want, you unawesome 2P?"
"I saw Alfred come this way. Have you seen him?"
"My bruder and I just woke up. What do you think?"
"He could have snuck into your house and hid."
"I doubt it. Why would he hide here?"
"To get away from me, for some reason." Allan gave a mournful sigh, "Doesn't he know that I love him?! Why can't he just let us marry?!" Gilbert was suddenly hit with déjà vu, recalling how Natalya usually was.
"You know," he began, getting an idea, "why don't you go see Natalya? She's good at finding her brother and you could make a deal with her to help find Alfred." Allan lit up at that.
"That's great!" Turning, he ran off, allowing Gilbert to close the door and return to the kitchen. He found the doors ripped off the cabinet and the backdoor run down. He turned to Ludwig, who was unable to get very drunk, like he wanted.
"At the mention of Natalya he bolted." the younger explained.
"How didn't I hear it?" Ludwig shrugged.
"Don't ask me. He can be a quiet bolter if he wants." The two Germans returned to their breakfast, resolving to fix the cabinet and the door later in the day.
Sorry it's so short, but I got this idea a while back and I hope you like it! Please read & review!