I laid peacfully in my bed, one arm clutched to the quilt and sheets, one reasted above my head, sitting between my head and the headboard, which was really just basically a bunch of pipes formed together to make a fancy pattern. I was completely oblivious to the young man who walked in my room, something gleaming from his hand. Looking back at me and chuckling slightly at how clueless I was, he clicked the object around my wrist and one of the pieces of my headboard. After the job was done, he hightailed out of my room, not wanting to be there when I woke up.

The next morning, I opened my eyes and took in my suroundings. With a sigh, I started to sit up, confused as to why my arm didn't move. When I looked at my hand, I suddenly freaked out, seeing the handcuffs. I jerked my hand all over the piece it was connected too, but it never budged. I pulled, and yanked, my breathing quickening and my heart racing and pounding in my chest. For lack of anything better to do, I screamed.

In a rush, my big brother, Ludwig appeared at my door. "_?" he huffed. "What is it?" I couldn't answer as I paniced and continued jerking my arm every which way.

Ludwig came closer and saw the cuffs that my dresser blocked from his vision before. He knew about what happened last time I was in a simillar restriction. "What happened?" he asked, forcing my head to face him instead of the chain.

"I-I-I don't know!" I sobbed. "I went to bed, and I was fine, I woke up, and..." I didn't have to talk as I just yanked my hand again, the clank of the metals banging together finishing my sentence for me, still not getting any further than the end of the chain. "Ludwig...I'm lagitly scared..."

"We do know one thing for sure."

I looked at him with my glossy eyes. "What?"

He sighed and gestured to the cuffs. "...These belong to Gilbert, they're his compainy cuffs, remember?" Honestly, in all the panicing, I forgot that Gilbert was even a cop.

I sighed at the thought that it was just my stupid big brother's idea of a lame prank and someone didn't break in and cuff me to my own bed. "Please tell me you can get the key!" I begged.

Ludwig nodded as he left the room in a hurry. I heard much yelling in German, some crashes, and more yelling before I heard, "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND WEST?! I WOULD NEVER DO THAT TO FRAU, ESPECIALLY AFTER LAST TIME!"

"Just get the key!" Ludwig yelled as I heard drawers being slamed open and shut, along with much things being thrown out of the way. "Don't tell me you-"

"I didn't lose the key." Gilbert said, mostly trying to convence himself.

My face pailed as I heard that sentence. "GILBERT!" I screamed as I continued to jerk my arm from the bars. "GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

In minutes, Gilbert appeared at my door with a paperclip in his hand. "Hold still Frau." he instructed as he came up to me and started to mess with the paperclip, molding it into some shape.

I looked at him. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Picking the lock." he answered as he carefully pushed the paperclip in the keyhole. "The key is out of reach, so I'm getting you out of here." I read between the lines and knew that, though he'd never admit it, he lost his key to the cuffs.

After about an hour of him trying to pick the lock, I jerked my hand again, ruining his concentration. "I nearly had it!" he complained.

"Just get the spare key!" I told him, still freaking out. "You have a spare key just incase...right?" He gave me a look that told me otherwise. "GILBERT!"

"Calm down." he stated, trying to calm me. "Once I get this lock picked, then you will be free as Gilbird~!"

I thought for a second. "...Isn't Gilbird in a cage?"

That caught my brother offguard. "...Well...you see Frau...he likes to sleep in his cage sometimes, and I keep the cage gate closed at night because it squeeks...since West came in my room, waking me up with a punch...literally...I never really had time to open the cage..." He laughed nervously as I gave him the Look that only a sister can give. "...West!" he called. When Ludwig came in the room, Gilbert handed him the paperclip. "You work on the lock for a while, I'm going to make a few calls, see who broke into mein awesome stuff."

To my surprise, my blond brother shook his head. "No need to pick the lock." he stated, pulling up a large tool I couldn't reconize. Before my oldest brother could protest, Ludwig used the tool the break the chain, leaving Gilbert dumbfounded.

I was still uncomfortable with the metal around my wrist, but happy to leave my bed finally as Gilbert stared at the other half of his handcuffs. "...Do you have any idea what my boss is going to do to me?" he asked.

"Stop Gilbert, it's an easy fix." Ludwig stated, holding me in a side hug.