"POOOOOKIIIEE!"

Ludwig stopped walking and looked up the street. A boy around his age was yelling into a nearby tree.

"POOOOOKIIEE! Come on down Pookie!"

Ludwig decided to help the kid out, he jogged over to the boy and looked up. Up in the tree was a small cat, plain brown in color. "Is this your cat?" Ludwig asked, his German accent showing slightly.

"Waaaaaahhh!" The other boy jumped, and turned around, startled by the sudden noise behind him. He was a bit shorter than Ludwig, but only by about 8 centimeters, and had medium light hair with an odd curl of protruding out of head at the left side.

"Yeah! Could you help me get him down?" He sounded Italian.

"Yes, just give me a second" Ludwig set down the soccer ball he was carrying and started climbing the tree. He got to the branch with the cat and carefully scooted over to it, careful not to scare it. He reached out and picked it up very delicately, and slowly made his way down, cat in one arm.

"Here you go, just be careful next time." Ludwig told the shorter of the two.

"Ve~ Thank you!" The brunette exclaimed taking back his cat. "By the way my name's Feliciano! What's your name?" He asked, with a pleasant smile on his face.

"My name is Ludwig. I guess I'll be going now, goodbye." He picked up his ball and turned to walk away but was interrupted with Feliciano running in front of him to stop him.

"Hold up! Let me put Pookie back in the house and I'll walk with you back home!"

"Uh, that isn't necessar-" Ludwig started to argue, but didn't get to finish because the Italian had already ran inside to drop off his cat. He sighed, "Well it's not like I had anything planned," He thought to himself.

"Okay I'm ready!" Feliciano said running back to where Ludwig stood almost crashing into him.

As they walked Feliciano was asking Ludwig about school and started other chitchat along the way.

"Yes, I go there with my brother Gilbert."

"Ve~! Really!? I have a brother too! He's my twin, but he can be really scary sometimes!" Feliciano shuddered just thinking about it. "Oh by the way, thanks again for helping me get my kitty back! You were really nice and gentle."

"Well I used to own a cat growing up so I know how to treat them," The German replied.

"Bene! What was its name?" Feliciano asked egerly.

"Germouser." Ludwig replied smiling (very slightly), think of his old gray cat back in Germany.

"That's a cute name! Did you pick it?"

"Well when I was seven." Ludwig replied blushing a little at the goofy name for his cat. "Hey well it was nice walking with you, this is my house." He pointed to the red brick building to the side.

"I guess I'll see you later Ludwig!" Feliciano waved goodbye.

Ludwig knocked on the door to be greeted with his arrogant, albino, older brother. "Hey West! Thanks for bringing my ball back from Antonio's house for the awesome me! Who's that?" His brother Gilbert asked noticing the Italian waving in the corner.

"Oh, that's just some kid who followed me home after I brought his cat down from a tree." Ludwig responded slightly annoyed.

"Hey there! You must be Gilbert! It's nice to meet you!" Feliciano called out to them from the sidewalk.

"Nice to meet you too...what's his name?"

"Feliciano."

"Yeah! Nice to meet you too Feliciano!" Gilbert called out, "hold on for a second don't leave!"

"What are you doing?" Ludwig asked his brother skeptically.

"You should go play with him!" Gilbert suggested.

"What am, I five?" scoffed Ludwig.

"You need to make some friends," he continued when Ludwig gave him a funny look. "He look like he wants to be your friend, and it's not healthy for someone to not have a social life! Do the awesome me a favor and just play soccer with him for a little bit." Gilbert told his little brother, genuinely concerned.

"Fine" Ludwig muttered. "Hey Feliciano," he shouted, "Do you want to play some soccer... with me...?"

Feliciano's' eyes lit up. "Yeah! Ve~ I love football! Let's go to the park Ludwig! Come on!" He took off humming in the direction of the park, which was only a few blocks away from the house.

Go on and have some fucking fun for once!" Gilbert exclaimed, playfully shoving his brother in the direction the Italian just ran, and closed the door. Ludwig sighed, annoyed with the situation and walked towards the park.

oFT~break~oFT

"Ve~ sorry!" Feliciano yelled; he had just accidentally hit the ball he and Ludwig were playing with at another boy's head.

"S'ok" The boy, replied he looked a bit like Ludwig; blond hair, blue eyes, except this boy's eyes was a darker shade and he wore glasses.

"Oh hey Berwald." Ludwig called from behind Feliciano.

"Hello." Berwald replied nodding slightly.

"You too know each other?" Feliciano asked slightly confused that Ludwig was being friendly, even though it was very minimal.

"Yes, we're neighbors." Ludwig responded. "Who's he?" He asked pointing at the smaller boy next to his Swedish neighbor.

"This is my- this is Tino, he just moved here from Finland." Berwald responded awkward turtle like.

"Yes Mr. Berwald here is showing me around the neighborhood!" Announced the adolescent boy; he had blond hair and brown eyes and a rather cheery disposition.

"I guess we should be going now. Nice seeing you Ludwig." Again sounding more like an awkco taco than a man.

Ludwig turned to Feliciano, "I think we should go home now too."

"Ve~ ok. I'll make some pasta at your place!" Feliciano then grabbed the German's hand (much to his dismay) and ran with him back to his house.

When they arrived Ludwig's shorthaired German shepherd barked from the back yard his welcome to his master's return.

"Aaahh! That's a scary dog!" Feliciano shouted.

Ludwig chuckled, "Don't worry, that's just Blackie. He won't hurt you."

oFT~break~oFT

"Yo West! What is that awesome smell coming from the kitchen? It smells fucking delicious!" Gilbert ran downstairs as soon as he smelled the alluring smells of tomato sauce drifting into his room. "Hey, you brought your friend over! How fun." Gilbert grinned while licking the spoon for the sauce.

"Hey Gilbert, what's that on your head?" Feliciano asked, looking at the yellow mass of moving fluff in the albinos silver hair.

"Huh? Oh this is Gilbird!" he reached up into his hair and pulled out his small pet. "The awesomest bird ever! Kesesesese!~" He put the bird back on his head where it nestled in snugly. "Anyway lets eat! I'm so fucking hungry!" Gilbert whined, sitting on his chair in the kitchen, and Feliciano served up the food.

And so became the tradition. Everyday Feliciano would go to Ludwig's house inviting him out to play soccer or some other sport, and Gilbert would force him to go. When they returned Blackie would greet them, Feliciano would make some sort of pasta, and the leave after dinner. Until Ludwig would need little to no extra push from Gilbert, and he (although he wouldn't say this out loud) was eventually starting to enjoy the time with him. That is; until school started.