"Would you just shut up?" BUT IIIIIIIICUUUUUUUUU! An awkward voice whined, seeming to be underwater. YOU LUUUUUUFS HIM! WHY CANTCHA HOOK THAT BRUNETTE UP?
"Because it's MY sex-life." Gunner stated calmly. "I'm not going to have her staring at us the whole time."
IIIIIIIICCCCEEEEEEUUUUUUUUU!
"Why do even- never mind." He looked away from his awkward friend. The albino walked over to the door to his room. Looking back at Gilbert, he smiled softly, blushing subtly. "Need to get him food too...do that algebra paper..." IIIIIICUUU! HEY! AREN'T THEY COOKING FISH? UUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAHH!
"Shut up!" He snapped at his invisibly friend. "No, they are not making fish for breakfast. If they were, I'd have given them you to cook." BUT IM YOUR TUNA! Tuna yelled awkwardly. UR MAH FREEEEND!~
"Yeah, whatever. I just need to get some waffles for us then we can go." OOOOOH! I GET WAFFLES? "No, Gilbert does." Gunner sighed. He walked off to his dorm, not noticing a disturbed Finn asking his husband to have fish for dinner. SEE THAT BLONDIE KID? AND THE INSANLY TALL ONE? THEY GOING TO EAT MEEEEEEEEEE!
"Just calm down. They don't even know your here. Like that cupcake." He walked into his room, eating and talking to his boyfriend. Gunner was good at keeping things from people, and not oneperson had become suspicious of the Icelander. Though Gilbert almost never shut up, he was carefull not to mention his boyfriend too often for fear of being caught. They didn't care though. They had eachother and that was all that mattered.
"So," the blond said to his brunette friend. "Do you think he wouldn't tell us about the Scandinavian?"
"That'd be a real bummer..." the other replied. "I mean, we're the Bad Touch Trio. Gil would want to tell us, right?"
"I'm not so sure." Francis answered thoughtfully. "I mean, it is his life. Remember when we asked who Hadyn was?" Antonio nodded softly. "Then again, you told us all about Lovino."
"Maybe because we all saw Lovi and I coming." the Spaniard looked up at the sky. "We all did, you can't deny that, but Gilbert and Gunner...well it's just so unexpected." Francis stared at him.
"Are you insinuating they would be a bad couple? I thought-"
"No no, I'm not saying that!" Antonio threw his hands up in surrender. "It's just that few people considered the possibility!"
"Mmm...and the boy's brother. Well, if he can hit as hard as Elizabetha, Gil won't have his hands on Gunner anytime soon." the Frenchman looked at the sky as well. "We need sombody to give us some clarification..."
"GOT IT!" Antonio yelled, compleatly unnanounced. "Francis, we could get Rodrich to help! We see Gunner's reaction because Roddy is Gil's ex, so if Gunner knows that, he'd be jelous!"
"Hmmm...very good, but..." he sighed. "We have no clue how the two act around eachother normally."
"Gilbert is still very loud and annoying. However, he tends to watch what he says because of Gunnar's being there. Gunnar is much quieter and doesn't fuss as much. He does require attention if it is only he and Gilbert. Gilbert, in turn, is extremely attentive to Gunnar when the two are alone. Jelousy should be easy to notice. I know for a fact Gunnar will be upset with Rodrich's being there."
"Really?" Antonio and Francis look to see who had given so much information, but were met with one single tree. "Well Francis?" he helped the blond up. "Let's start this plan!" The two ran off to find Rodrich, forgetting that if the two were alone with Gilbert paying all his attention to Gunner, they were probably a couple
"...I'll eat you. I swear I am going to eat you." BUT...THOUGHT...GOOD... "Well, you thought wrong!" Gilbert listened to his boyfriend fight through the door. He paniced slightly, not reconizing the other voice. "Would you come down from the ceiling?" NOOOOOOOOO! YOU...FOR...AND...
"Just get down here! How much did you say?" Gilbert worried. He could only hear parts of the other voice. PENCILS...THE BLONDIE... "They don't have anything to do with this." WELL...ANTON...CIS...
"Hey Gunner!" Gilbert walked in, hiding his panic as best he could. "Someone here?"
"Hm?" he looked up from his algebra paper, eating licorice. "No. What made you think that?"
"I thought I heard you talking..."
"Nope." Gunner went back to his paper, figuring what Gilbert didn't know about him couldn't hurt him.
And quite litterally, it hurt Gunner more.
Besides his more talkative friend.
HEY! HEEEEEEEY! BLONDIE!
"Huh? W-who's there?"
GOTTA CUPCAKE?
"No!"
I WANNA CUPPYCAKE!
"I don't have one!"
Tino woke up in a cold sweat. Dear, God, he was sticking to Salmiakki.
A/N
O.o
Dear Finnish candy this was short.
Well, I did something, so hopefully I'll continue.
For the impossible parts (Prussia hearing Ice's hallucinated tuna) I know it's out there, but it was more fun to write it like that. And hopefully more fun to read it. ^_^
Anyway...I like reviews...-holds out cookies-
