A/N:
The first piece of this chapter is in third person. I couldn't make it work with first ^_^;
"Is the Awesome me the only one seeing this?" Gilbert murmured, mostly to himself.
"No… No, I see it too." Vash answered, staring perplexedly at the scene in front of him.
"She is a little odd, da?" Ivan offered, smiling at the sight he'd unknowingly created.
"A little odd my ass… she's licking a wall." The albino said, tilting his head to the side, trying to make the scene make sense.
I woke up on the floor in the foyer, face in a puddle of drool and hands clutching an empty bottle of vodka. I rolled over, to be met with the red eyes of a particular ex-nation.
"Good morning, Krys." A 'kesesesese' "I hope you don't have lead paint."
"Mrmphg." I muttered something incoherent. What did he mean lead paint? I felt a hand helping me to my feet, and taking the empty bottle.
The albino noticed my lost look. "Dude, Krys, you were drunk as fuck and just kinda… started licking the wall. It was an unawesome thing to do, but it was definitely awesomely funny." That explained the drool. Did I really drool that much when I was drunk? Oh well.
" 'Il. Vhere's Ivhan? 'Nd Svitz?" I said, my tongue and lips sticking together, making it impossible to say 'w's correctly. I cleared my throat before heading off to the kitchen in search of something non-alcoholic to drink.
"Kesesesese! You sound like you're mocking bruder. 'Vhere are Svitz und tze Russki!'" He mocked, copying his brother's voice and chortling. He followed me into the kitchen, ranting about something I really didn't care about.
"…. So, will you help me find it?" I heard the end of what he was saying, and decided I was going to be lazy.
"No, Gilbert. If you lost something, move your own lazy arse and go find it." I said, grabbing a cup from the cupboard. I hope it wasn't anything important. Knowing him, he'd wait until I gave up and just went and found whatever it was.
"You suck. Gilbird, will you help me find my Iron Cross?" A small 'piyo' from the chick, and they were on their way to find the missing item.
"Hao do you m'nage to loze somzing like zat?" I mumbled to myself while drinking a glass of tap water, glad to have the odd after-aftertaste of vodka out of my mouth.
Oh well. He'd deal with it.
A/N #2:
Okay, so really short, really crappy half-done chapter. I just really wanted to put something up to say that I'm definitely not dead! I will TRY to have something a bit less half-baked up soon, but between school and the new Spring Track season (I'm a sprinter~) I have almost no time left for myself. I will, however, get as much writing done as possible.