A chapter about Gilbert

"You two look gross," Gilbert said as he sat drinking from his beer mug. His two friends turned to him with clear disappointment. "It's been a week. I'm trying my best," Francis said. "Eh? You too?" Antonio asked. "What happened?" Gilbert asked. "Is it still about those two brats," he asked.

"Oiu! Oiu! That big eyebrowed brat is so rude!" Francis whined. "I feel like I'm getting bullied everytime I'm alone with Lovino," Antonio said. "Then break up with them?" Gilbert said. "I can't do that! I really feel like Felicia is the one. I just need to figure out how to make Lovino like me," Antonio said with a pout.

"I could care less about the brat. But if I do break up with Amanda I might loose a worker. I'm finally making more money. I even gave Leon a raise," Francis said.

Gilbert shook his head. "You guys are going through so much trouble for this. In my opinion it's so much better to be single. No unnecessary stress," he said chugging the remainder of his beer. Just then his phone went off. He answered it with a thick "Hallo" and nearly chocked on his own saliva when the woman on the end began to talk.

"Hello. I don't know if you remember me but I'm Francine. We met a few weeks ago at the bar," she said. "Ja! How could I forget. Blue eyes and blonde hair," he said. Awkward kid, he thought to himself. "How can I help you today, liebling?" He asked making his two friends stare at him.

"Lunch? Tomorrow... Important.. uh. Ja, I'll be there. Right, twelve it is," Gilbert said before hanging up. "Mon ami. Who was that?" Francis asked raising an eyebrow. "Gil, you have a date?!" Antonio asked. "No," Gilbert said plainly. The two friends looked at him surprised. "Is something wrong?" Francis asked. Gilbert shook his head and stood up. "I gotta go," he said walking away.

Francine hung up the phone and looked at her son who sat beside her. "I don't see why I have to tell him. It's got nothing to do with him," she said.

"Mom, it's got everything to do with him. He deserves to know," Matthew lectured.

She sighed and looked down at the phone. "You're right. I'm so lucky to have you," she said with a soft smile. Matthew nodded and looked at his sleeping dog. "Do you need me to go too?" He asked. "No it's fine," she said. "I've got it."

Gilbert prepared for his lunch meeting the following day with shaking fingers. He had a feelings he knew what it was she had to say. He had been so drunk that night, he wouldn't be surprised. As much as he loved drunk Gilbert, he didn't trust him.

"Bruder? Where are you going?" Ludwig asked curiously. "I'm going to meet someone," he said out of character. "A date?" He asked. "Uhm. Something like that," he said putting on his jacket. Ludwig stared at him for a few moments which Gilbert caught from the mirror.

He turned around with his usual smirk. "Do I look awesome?" He asked. Ludwig sighed and shrugging him off. "Don't be home late," he said before walking away. Gilbert sighed and took his wallet before leaving to the café.

He waited at a table with a coffee, nervously fidgeting until the blonde came and sat down. "Hello again!" She said as she sat down. "How have you been?" Gilbert asked. "Oh, yeah I've been great. How are you?" She asked. "I'm fine," he said with a sliver a smile.

"So I think I know what this is about," he said awkwardly. "Okay, well that makes things easier for me," she said. "I am so sorry," Gilbert said immediately. "I will take full responsibility, I was at fault," Gilbert started. "I'm getting an abortion," she said making Gilbert freeze. "Oh. Okay then," he said. "I just thought I'd let you know," she said. Gilbert nodded and looked down at his coffee. "Uhm, do you need anything? I'm willing to help," Gilbert said. "I can go with you and help pay for it."

Francine smiled. "You don't have too but thank you for your support," she said. Gilbert nodded and looked to her. "Well uhm.." he fell silent and she fidgeted awkwardly. "I'm going now so I'll text you when I'm done." She said standing. Gilbert nodded and stood. "Again, I'm really sorry," he said. "Don't worry about it. It's fine," she said before bidding him goodbye and leaving.

Gilbert sighed and went home. "How was your date?" Ludwig asked. "Awesome. I have nothing to worry about now I guess," he said. "How about a few drinks tonight? We'll invite the guys," he said. Ludwig raised an eyebrow and agreed just got the beer.

The trio and Ludwig sat drinking. "So what happened last night?" Antonio asked. "Hm? Just got asked to hot date is all," Gilbert said. They continued to drink until Gilbert's phone went off. He answered it when he saw the contact name. He hushed his friends and they sat closer as he answered the phone.

"Hallo?" He answered. "How did it go?" He asked trying to push Antonio away. "I'm sorry," the woman said into the phone. "What?" He asked confused. "I couldn't do it," she said. Gilbert froze. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"I couldn't do it. There was a group protesting and I just felt so guilty and I couldn't bring myself to do it," she said shakily. Gilbert stayed silent until he heard a small sniffle. "Where are you right now?" He asked. "I'm at home right," she said. "Okay... Okay," Gilbert said before he hung up.

He spaced out for a second as the remaining trio questioned him. He felt everything spin and he stood before running out and going into his car. He didn't remember the drive there and he knocked on the door impatiently.

The opened and revealed the familiar blonde teen. "H-hey. Uhm, is your mom here?" Gilbert asked. Matthew stepped a side. She's in her room. Come in," he said. Gilbert forced a smile as he went in and walked over to the room. He knocked and the door opened. "Y-you came?" She asked surprised.

Gilbert didn't know what to do. His mind was blank and the first thing he could think to do was wrap his arms around her gently. "I'm sorry. I'm here," he said quietly. Francine hugged back and let him in to talk.

"You don't have to be involved," she told him. "No. I'm responsible too, I'm going to help," Gilbert said. "I'm not ready to be a father but I will do my best. I'm not just going to take off," he said.

She gave a soft smile and nodded. "Thank you." Gilbert nodded and she sighed. "What am I going to do?" She murmured as she put her face in her hands. Gilbert frowned deeply and rubbed her back soothingly. He didn't know what he was going to do.

His phone went off and he looked to see plenty of missed calls with Ludwig currently calling. "I'm sorry, it's my brother," he said pointing to his phone. She nodded and he went out of the room and answered the phone.

"Bruder, where are you?" He asked. "Hey. Sorry about that west. Something came up," he said in a stressed tone. "What is it? You scared us when you ran out like that," Antonio said. "Do you need us to pick you up?" Francis asked.

"No. It's fine. Sorry about ruining our night," he said. He turned to see the blonde teen coming out of his room. The two exchanged looks and Matthew looked down nervously. "Ja. I'll be home soon," he said. He hung up before any could say anything else and looked at the teen.

"H-hey," he stammered out before the teen walked away quickly. Prussia sighed and slumped against the wall. He didn't know what to do or what to think. For sure he would help but how? He never actually raised a child. Would he be able to do it?

The drive back home was painful. They decided they would atleast try to see each other more often to really get to know each other. The real hard part was going to be telling his friends and family.

He pulled into the driveway and sat in his car for a good five minutes until he went inside. The trio looked at him worriedly. "What happened?" Ludwig asked. "I-I knocked up someone," he said, his eyes watering as the words stuttered out.

Everything was frozen for a few seconds as they stared at him in disbelief. "You idiot," Ludwig murmured. "Is this one of your dumb jokes? Because this is not funny." When Gilbert took a shaky breath, they knew that for once the man was not lying.

"Mon ami. How?" Francis asked as if it wasn't the most obvious thing ever. "Well he stuck his di-" Antonio started before being interupted. "Yes we know, 'Tonio. I just can't believe it," Francis said. "Guys I don't know what to do. I want to help her but I don't feel ready," Gilbert said trembling.

"You're not ready," Ludwig said. "You can't raise a kid, Gilbert. You can't even take of yourself," he lectured.

"I know," Gilbert said. "What are you going to do? You don't even have a real job. You can't even begin to afford it. You're still a child yourself." Francis and Antonio silently watched Ludwig begin to point out every reason why Gilbert shouldn't have a baby as he stood silently.

"Ludwig. It was an accident," Francis interupted as Gilbert looked to be at his absolute lowest. "Si. Lighten up. He needs support," Antonio said. Ludwig looked at his brother who was turning red and sniffling. "Ja. You're right." He sat down with a sigh.

"Do you actually know her?" Francis asked. "Not exactly. She's a single mother though and I don't want to disappoint her a second time," he said sitting down. "I fucked up. I'm going to be a dad," he said.

"This probably isn't the best time to say it but congratulations," Antonio said. Prussia burried his face into his hands. "Don't worry about it Mon Ami. I will support you if you stay. I believe you can do it," Francis said. "Si! I'll support you too," Antonio said. "Ja. You are mein bruder after all, even if you are dummkopf," Ludwig said. Gilbert looked up and smiled softly. "Ja. I'm awesome. I can do it," he said feeling an energy boost.

Two days later and Gilbert sat down at the dinner table with the two blondes awkwardly. "So, how old are you?" He asked the teen. "Fifteen," he answered almost too quietly. "Wow. You're really tall," he said. Matthew nodded and continued to pick at his food awkwardly.

"You play hockey? I saw you with gear last time," he said. "Y-yes. Not in a team though," he said shyly. "That's awesome. My little brother used to be on a track team," he said. "Oh, you have a brother. How old is he?" Francine asked. "He's twenty-one now" Gilbert said. "He's so big though, he out grew me," Gilbert laughed. Francine laughed lightly before standing up. "Excuse me," she said putting a hand over her mouth and running off.

The two males watched her go and Gilbert looked at Matthew. "She's been having really bad nausea," he said softly. "Are you really going to stay?" He asked. "Well, why wouldn't I?" Gilbert asked. Matthew shrugged and looked down at his plate.

"I think I'm done with dinner," he said softly before standing up and dumping the full plate into the dog tray and putting it into the sink. Gilbert sighed after he left up the stairs and looked at his plate. He's been doing his best to get associated with the family but it was too awkward. He felt like he was forcing himself in.

"I'm sorry," Francine said walking in. "Where's Mattie?" She asked. "He finished dinner early," Gilbert replied. She nodded and sat down. "So where were we?"