Author's Note: I LIVEEEEEEEEEE! Sorry for the lack of updating, writer's block is my arch-nemesis. Bizarrely, I have this three-chapter curse for the fanfictions I write; if I write a fanfiction, I generally get three chapters of it out before I lose momentum and put it on temporary hiatus. The only exception to that rule so far has been my other PruCan fanfiction, 'Their Story'. So, by writing this chapter, you'll hopefully be seeing a lot more updates ;)

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~Gilbert's point-of-view~

Gilbert Beilschmidt was dreaming of baby chicks and maple syrup when Ludwig opened the windows, allowing blinding white light to seep into his room and nearly burn off his older brother's eyelids in the process.

Gilbert let lose a string of German profanities as he rolled over, burying his head beneath his pillows to preserve his sleepiness, only to groan when his younger brother ripped the covers off his bed.

"The light! It burnnnssssss!" The albino hissed, finally forcing his eyes open so that he could glare at his sibling. "What the hell was that for, West?" Gilbert rasped, rubbing his temples to stave off an oncoming headache.

"It's nearly five in the afternoon, East." Ludwig deadpanned, Gilbert's black-and-white blanket tossed on one of his broad shoulders, raising a light eyebrow when his older brother gasped.

"Why do I keep waking up so early?" The albino wondered out loud, ignoring the sound of Ludwig's palm colliding against his forehead in exasperation, as the self-proclaimed Prussian stood up and closed the curtains.

"This isn't healthy, bruder," Ludwig began, placing the blanket back on the bed in an orderly fashion, averting his gaze as his sibling stripped off his shirt and rushed to the bathroom connected to his room. "You've been falling asleep and waking up at indecent times for the past three days," He informed, standing upright when he finished making the bed. "Well, times somehow more indecent than before. What have you been doing?"

"I've actually been doing my homework," Gilbert replied as he took off his clothes and stepped into the shower, the warm water easing the tense muscles in his back. "I got a Skype partner a few days ago."

"Skype partner? What kind of assignment requires that?" The blonde questioned through the door, leaning against a wall with his hands in his pockets.

"It's not technically an assignment, it's more of an extra-curricular activity," The albino acknowledged as he began his usual shower routine. "The main purpose of the school is to connect people from different countries, you know? But the board thought that everyone wasn't hanging out enough, so they assigned each student someone from a different country to talk to through Skype."

"That's odd," Ludwig remarked, eyeing his brother's room with distaste given how messy it had become in the span of three days, what with the clothes piling up in the corner, papers varying from famous Prussian leaders to mindless doodles strewn all over the floor, and the tower of empty Red Bull cans stacked precariously at the edge of the bed. "You actually know what extra-curricular means."

Gilbert snorted in response to Ludwig's statement as he stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist, using a small hand-towel to dry his white hair. "Good to know you have faith in my intelligence. Anyway, my partner's pretty awesome (not as awesome as me, of course). He's from Canada, his name's Matthew Williams."

"Canada? Isn't the time difference about six hours behind us?" The younger Beilschmidt wondered out loud, doing the math in his mind. "Assuming you've been getting eight hours of sleep per night, and you've been waking up around five for the past few days…you've been going to bed around nine in the morning, East."

A low whistle resounded from the bathroom, followed by a 'Damn, that's impressive'.

"This isn't funny, Gilbert," Ludwig reprimanded when the albino stepped out of the bathroom fully-dressed, his muscular arms crossing over his equally-muscular chest with disapproval. "Regardless of the fact you're taking online classes, you should still maintain a proper sleeping schedule."

"You sound like that sissy Austrian I met on Omegle," Gilbert said with a roll of his crimson eyes, tossing his towels into the pile of dirty clothes, opening the door to his bedroom and heading downstairs to eat.

Ludwig followed his elder sibling. "Roderich knew what he was talking about-"

"'Sit up straight, you're not doing your spine any favors'," Gilbert quoted in a snobbish stereotypical German accent. "'I shall now show my utter disgust and anger with you through the piano', 'patch up that dirty underwear lurking in the corner, if Franz Joseph I saw your room he'd die in a fit of fury at your unadulterated wastefulness'-"

Ludwig couldn't help but shudder given the last statement, eventually sighing as it was obvious his brother refused to listen to reason (A mind-boggling shock, I know, The German thought sarcastically). "Just keep your health in mind as you take part in this project, bruder." The blonde reminded, heading upstairs to his own room.

"Ja, ja," Gilbert said, grabbing some food (wurst and beer, the breakfast of champions) and trailing back to his bedroom. His crimson orbs scanned across the room after he set down his edible items, a miniscule amount of guilt residing in his conscience at the thought of worrying Ludwig. In spite of his seemingly-carefree/careless personality, he did care a lot for him and felt bad when West fretted over him. He was the older sibling, dammit! Older siblings should take care of younger ones, not the other way around!

A minute of silence passed, and he shrugged. "…Might as well be awesome and clean this place up. Typical of the awesome me," He mumbled, grabbing a trash bag and getting to work on the place. With the exception of the aforementioned clothes pile, history reports/mindless doodles, and the tower of energy-drink cans (he didn't throw that thing away; damned tower took ages to build without toppling over), the room was easy to clean, so it wasn't long before he sat down on the edge of his black-and-white themed bed, his laptop propped on one knee with the plate of wursts on the other, his wireless mouse already prepped to click on the Skype logo as Matthew was online (though it could have been Alfred again for all he knew).

Gilbert paused before clicking, glancing back at the time. The time, 5:23 P.M on a Saturday, stared back at him, the white light glinting faintly within his red eyes. He tore his gaze away shortly thereafter, grabbing his phone and setting an alarm for a decent time that he could stop talking and go to sleep.

Satisfied with the alarm he set (six hours from then, allowing him plenty of time to talk to Matthew), he turned back and clicked the Skype logo.

"Guten morgen to you, mein birdie."

Author's Note: AHAHAHA, IN YOUR FACE, WRITER'S BLOCK! *does a little dance* Anyway, sorry that chapter was kind of long and boring, but I wanted to have some brotherly interaction between Gilbert and Ludwig since it would deepen their character developments and add insight in regards to their relationship. Not to mention that I wanted to add insight to the way they live, since the last chapter focused more on the American brother's relationship/way of life than it did on other things…I also apologize on the lack of Canada in this chapter, though I did add in some Austria. I freakin' love those quotes Gilbert used from him earlier.

As for the chapter, this takes place three days after Gilbert and Matthew's initial Skype meeting. The meeting, in case you were wondering, took place on Wednesday/Thursday (their differing time-zones make it kind of confusing to keep track of), so this chapter takes place on a Saturday. Since Germany's ahead of Canada by six hours, that means it was about eleven A.M in Canada when this chapter ended, which is why Gilbert says 'guten morgen' to him even though, where he is, it's the afternoon/early evening. The reason Gilbert addresses Ludwig as West and Ludwig to Gilbert as East is because the sun rises in the East and sets in the West, and since Gilbert's the older sibling and Ludwig's the younger…yeah, you get the gist of it. I'm rambling again, I do that a lot.

Regardless, you can expect more updates since I've beaten the three-chapter rule. Make sure to favorite/follow and even leave a review if you want, since I do love constructive criticism.

Until then? Stay awesome.