Plane Trip

Vash Zwingli hurried through the airport, his little sister, Lili, scurrying along behind him. They weren't late, not yet, but Vash wanted to be by the gate in case the plane left early and since he'd paid quite a lot (in his opinion) for the tickets, he was not taking any chances. The Zwingli's were travelling back to Switzerland to visit some old friends. They arrived at the gate and took seats. They still had five minutes before they were supposed to be at the gate so there weren't that many others there.
"Big brother?" Lili asked.
"Yes?" A rare smile crossed Vash's face as he looked down at his little sister.
"Is my passport picture going to be a problem?" Lili's passport picture showed her in a pink dress with long plaits. Now she wore jeans and a green shirt, like Vash's, and her hair was cut short, also like Vash's.
"I don't think so Lili, it still looks like you," Vash answered. They carried on chatting until it was time to board. Vash watched the two pilots walking a little way ahead of them. One had messy silver hair and the other had neat brown hair with a curl sticking up. Why did they look familiar? Once everyone was on the plane, Vash explained what was in the safety cards, not listening to the pilot and co-pilot introducing themselves. A few minutes later, the plane was pulling onto the runway. Lili gripped Vash's hand for reassurance. They'd travelled on planes before, but she was still nervous. Vash rolled his eyes, but squeezed Lili's hand back. The engines started and they were hurtling along the runway. The plane pulled up and rose into the air. Lili sighed with relief. Vash took the magazine out of the seat pocket and he and Lili started looking through it, choosing what they would have liked to get, it was a routine that they performed every time that they flew.

Long after Vash and Lili had finished looking through their magazine, about half of the way over to Switzerland, there was a sudden announcement over the intercom.
"Gott! Ze fuel light is on! Ve're all going to die!" The pilot was shouting in a thick German accent. There was a moment of silence before people started panicking.
"Big brother! What are we going to do?" Lili cried, tears sparkling in her eyes. Vash opened his mouth to answer when the intercom buzzed again.
"Sorry, my mistake, it was ze intercom light, kesesesese!" The pilot laughed. There was a sound of someone being hit and a muffled "Ouch!" and a new voice spoke.
"Sorry about ze pilot, he has a, er, strange sense of humour." This accent sounded more Austrian. Vash sighed irritably; he didn't find it funny to scare people like that (he preferred scaring people with warning shots). He felt a small and close over his and looked down to see that it was Lili's. The pilots carried on talking on the intercom.
"Ja, but you still love me anyway," the pilot sang.
"..." The other was quiet for a moment.
"See you don't deny it!" the pilot shouted triumphantly.
"Be quiet! I vas merely speechless at your stupidity!" the co-pilot snapped.
"Ja, sure," the pilot said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Vash furrowed his brow in confusion, these two pilots reminded him of some old friends from the military. On the intercom there was a thumping noise.
"Get off!" the co-pilot shouted.
"Nein, Roddy, vhy vould I do zat?" Vash couldn't help smiling. These two really did remind him of the albino and aristocrat who he'd met years previously. What were their names again, Gilbert and Roderich? Vash was sure that was what they'd been called.
"Get your albino arse off of me and get back to steering ze plane!" The co-pilot yelled angrily. Vash froze, he wasn't worried about the lack of pilot at the moment, but he was wondering whether these people, who reminded him so much of Gilbert and Roderich, actually were Gilbert and Roderich.
"It's on autopilot, anyvay; I don't want to get off, Little Master." Vash allowed a grin to light up his face. That was it, it had to be them. Gilbert had always called Roderich 'Little Master'.
"What is it, big brother?" Lili asked.
"I think i know these two, pilots," Vash said.
"Really? Who are they then, big brother?" Lili asked.
"Do you remember that time when we went to that party and I introduced you to an albino and brown haired man with glasses?" Vash said.
"Um..." Lili thought for a moment. "Oh, yes, I remember! Gil and Roddy!"
"Yes, that's them," Vash said. "Well, our old friends are piloting this plane." Lili grinned happily. "We've got to go and say 'Hello'!" She beamed.
"Yes, but when the plane lands," Vash replied. What a coincidence that they booked tickets for the plane with those two as the pilots?