Commercials of unhelpful overpriced junk, health insurance and tax companies flooded Dietrich von Lohengrin's already brain-dead skull. He stared blankly at TV screen utterly absorbed in Billy May's Oxi-clean promotion. Flittering his amber eyes quickly to the TV, the clock and back to the TV, he yawned. 2:00 am. Nice. Sure, he'd had many sleepless nights and stayed up into the wee hours of the morning, but he seemed exceptionally tired right now.

Buring his soft face in to the overstuffed pillows and exhaled Dietrich realized he'd did not eat dinner. Trudging halfheartedly out of the comfort of his warm bed,the puppetmaster pondered on what he wanted to snack on. Nothing that required a lot of time and effort but nothing like soup or crackers or a salad something that he hadn't had in ages…von Lohengrin struggled to think back what his favorite meals were when he was a kid. What had Isaak made him when he was little? Soup when he was sick, ice cream in the summer. Pancakes for breakfast. But what was his favorite? He finally realized he'd reached the refrigerator. Opening up the creaky door slowly as not to wake the other members he scanned the fridge.

Sitting on the middle shelf at Dietrich's height was a dish. Not just any dish but his favorite dish. Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich on white bread with no crusts, Cold sliced apples and a glass of milk. Yum. The auburn haired male smiled to himself reading the message on a piece of paper folded in half sitting on top of the sandwich. It read-

Dietrich,

I know you skipped dinner. Please eat, you are very thin. I fixed you your favorite meal from when you were little on your favorite plate from way back when. Hope you like it-

-Isaak

Gently taking the plate from the fridge and setting it down carefully on the table he folded the note and tucked in his pocket. He sat down and chewed the food thoughtfully. Finished. He put the plate in the sink and wandered back to the bedroom to let the commercials of unhelpful overpriced junk, health insurance and tax companies flood his brain once more.

(A/N: Geez that was shorter than expected. But this is my first story so please review if you want more sweet Dietrich/Isaak/Radu moments!)