A/N: Hey everyone! Long time no see huh? Alright, before any of you start reading this story, I WILL GET THE NEXT CHAPTER OF JOKER'S QUEEN POSTED SOMETIME WITHIN THE NEXT FEW DAYS! I promise :D!
Also, this story is what I would like to call a test-run story. A story that I have written for the very first time despite prior experience with writing other stories of the same caliber. I have been wanting to do a story for Gilbert for MONTHS and I've finally got something in mind for him in this story. I have modeled this OC after myself so there might be some stuff in there that may or may not be personal, but I sure do hope that y'all enjoy what I have in store for this story as well :D!
I did include the majority of canon couples, but I also added in my own in there too just because I think they go a lot better together in terms of historical accuracy and personality as well. If any of you guys have any advice and tips about the different cultures that will be meshed in here, PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT DOWN BELOW :D!
Okay, I'm done for now. So, I hope you all enjoy the introduction to A Study in Imperfection :D!
Introduction
The streets of Berlin were filled with many people that day. Tourists from all over have come to view the major attractions available to the public. Many of them were up on their feet walking around in their excitement and wonderment. The Reichstag Building, Fernsehturm, Alexanderplatz, and the Berlin Wall were among many of them.
One woman sat on a bench in front of the Brandenburg Gate taking in every detail that large and old relic had to offer while on display. She was one who stood a few inches above average, but was actually a thick and curvy woman as well. There wasn't a curve on her that was small and not noticeable. A large rounded out bust, a defined waist that gave way to a pudgy tummy, wide rounded hips and thick thighs that tapered down to deceivingly small feet. Her oval face was pale. So pale, that in the nighttime darkness she glowed a ghostly white. A small upturned button nose, full lips, almond-shaped eyes the color of bright but dark stormy blue-grey eyes. Framing her face was two features: her dark brown curls and her lavender glasses.
She looked on in wonderment at the large gate smiling in her awe just as she felt a cold nose push up against her hand. Amber eyes looked at up at her puppy-like innocence, but a fierce protectiveness dwelled deep in those beautiful eyes. A rough, short yet curly coat graced her fingers as she ran them through the brushed-out strands of black fur.
"Was? Was ist es Dozer? Hmm? What is it?"
The large Rottweiler male pushed his nose against her hand again before pushing the handle of his leash as best as he could while softly panting.
"Alright, alright. I'm getting up now. Guten Junge."
His knob-like tail starting wagging in his excitement as he watched his owner get up carefully as she grabbed his leash in the process. The curvy woman smiled as she patted her canine companion on his head gently before motioning with her hand to come. Many others didn't think much when they saw the large 145 lbs. male canine walking alongside his owner. Or when she would switch in between both English and German commands when speaking to him. However, what would cross their minds was, where in the world did she manage to get such a breed? The answer was simple-Potsdam, Eastern Germany.
She walked along the streets smiling peacefully as she would give the occasional pet or scratch behind the ears of her dog as she crossed into Brandenburg from Mecklenburg. A chuckle escaped her mouth as she clutched the leather strap of her suitcase firmly in her excitement.
"Finally. I'm here in the city where the Kingdom of Prussia once ruled over."
Little did Janessa McIntyre know, she was going to run into and meet the very man who is the now dissolved Kingdom of Prussia.