Okay, this is PURELY based off a conversation I had with temarinekoninja (my yao-yao -heart-) and we were talking about her new kitten which she named Gilbert. And since she's my Prussia too, this is her logic and my stupid humor. Also, I support Prussia x Spain and Prussia x Austria simply because I can. And Gilbert is awesome.

APH belongs to Himaruya.


"Gil..what?"

"You heard what I said! It's Gilbird. Duh, specs!"

Austria only stared blankly at the white haired man across from him.

"…You truly are unbelievable." The Austrian mumbled against his tea cup's rim, shaking his head after he took a delicate sip. He heard Prussia snort.

"Well, what else would I name him, Mr. Priss?" demanded the Prussian as he scooped the little yellow chick off his head. It wobbled slightly in his palm, groggy from sleep, and it chirped in an annoyed tone before ruffling its feathers and staring up at Gilbert. Prussia soothed his chick by stroking its soft body. He couldn't believe Austria didn't believe him. What was so ridiculous about naming his little chick after himself? It obviously was grateful for the name, as it chirped whenever Gilbert said its name aloud. Besides, his name was the best name ever anyway, what with him being so awesome after all.

"It's highly unoriginal, for one." Roderich answered, ignoring the priss comment.

"Oh, and I suppose his royal girly prissiness has a better name?"

When Austria didn't answer, Prussia smirked in victory.

There was a pause between the two of them; Prussia was feeding a bit of cookie from Austria's pantry to Gilbird while the Austrian watched in silence.

"…You know, I used to have a cat named Gilkitten too. And a fish named Gilfish. He didn't last that long though. I won it at the fair."

Roderich nodded slowly, mechanically. "What happened to the kitten?"

"Dunno. Once West realized I had it, he took it away." Prussia snorted. "Probably fed it to those stupid dogs of his, that bastard.."

Austria set his empty cup aside, gracefully crossing his legs. Honestly, this naming your pet after yourself business was juvenile, but then again, most of the things Prussia did were. It didn't surprise him that much. Gilbert was as arrogant and stubborn as he were when they were younger. Nothing about him ever really changed, besides the fact that he was no longer a nation.

"…Spain is Gil-lover."

Austria grimaced with a sigh. "Now you're just trying to get on my nerves."

Prussia laughed as he got up and plopped his awesome self down next to Austria, absentmindedly patting Roderich's crossed thigh, much to the aristocrat's distain.

"Aw, is someone jealous~?"

Gilbert smirked as Roderich's cheeks colored a lovely red, his eyes avoiding the Prussian's.

"That's as ridiculous as you naming all your pets 'Gil-whatever'."

"C'mon, Roddy! Don't be jealous~" Gilbert suddenly grasped his Austrian neighbor's wrist away from his lap and brought the hand to his lips, brushing the soft skin of Roderich's dainty fingers. He smiled wolfishly before turning the hand over and kissing the pulse of Austria's slender inner wrist.

"Antonio might be Gil-lover, but you're Gil-boyfriend."

Austria flushed instantly, snapping his hand back quickly.

"I-I.." Roderich stammered, his face hot and unable to speak out of embarrassment.

Gilbird chirped an approval.