"Do you love your brother Gil?"
"Ja. Not romantically because that would be gross. But he's awesome. Don't tell him I said that. Why do you ask?"
"Then if you love him, why would you kiss the girl he loves?" Gil looked straight ahead and stopped.
"Because I loved you first. Simple as that."
"Gil. Apologize to Ludwig. Tell him you are sincere."
"Fine. I will but now," he scooped you up yet again bridal style, "LET'S GO HOME!"
He raced through the forest and eventually got to the house in the blink of an eye.
"Ludwig! We're home!"
"Good." He grunted while typing on his laptop steadily.
"Can I cook dinner tonight?"
"Sure? I can cook?"
"Nah, I got it." You said.
"Pasta!" Italy exclaimed.
"No Italy. Different. A traditional American food. You'll love it."
While finishing the boiling corn and slapping on the butter, you began to grill hamburgers.
"A WOMAN? GRILLING?" Gil exclaimed.
"REALLY!" Even Ludwig was shocked.
They both stood and watched you grill in shock.
"Is it really that weird!"
"Um...YES!" Gil exclaimed.
"I think it's kinda hot." Ludwig quickly put his hand over his own mouth shocked at what came out.
"Oh Ludwig. I'm almost done so sit down at the dinner table. I have a special drink."
"BEER!" Both men asked.
"No. Now go sit down."
You hamburgers, macaroni and cheese, and corn on plates. You also poured some Coca Cola you found in the back of the cabinets, almost expiring.
"Bon apetite!" But all of you, you, Italy, Ludwig, and Prussia, shuddered at the thought of Francis.
"Enjoy I mean. Hamburgers, corn on the cob, and macaroni and cheese for Italy." You smiled and sat down while they all nervously tried their food.
"Mein Gott...this is delicious." Ludwig was pleased after taking a bite of each food.
"Is this what your people eat?"
"Oh yes." You leaned back smirking.
"I gotta call Al about this." Gil said through his mouth full of food.
"Agreed Gil."
Italy was busy trying to pick up one noodle at a time and the men chowed down their food just before you finished your food.
"Where am I sleeping tonight?" You asked innocently.
"In my bed." Both Germans said at the same time.
"Uhh...I'll sleep in Gil's tonight since it's...alphabetical."
"Fine."
"YES! NOW LET'S GO GET NAKED!" Gil jumped up and ran up stairs.
"Don't fall under his peer pressure. Do what you're comfortable with."
"Thank you therapist Ludwig. Just kidding, I don't want to do anything. Abstinence."
"I see." He looked slightly disappointed.
"Well, I'm tired from my day at the park so, I'm going to bed. I'll be in your bed tomorrow night I promise." You kissed him on the cheek causing his face to turn pink.
"G-good n-night Cici." He looked out the nearby window.
"Gil? I'm tired." He was already in bed breathing lightly.
You put on some PJs he brought from England's house and crawled into bed. He rolled over and began to cuddle with you. You saw Ludwig come upstairs and go into the bathroom, coming out in boxers and a t shirt. He sighed, then got into bed briefly looking through Gil's open door.
"He looks so miserable. So why did staying with Gil feel so great if I knew it made Ludwig sad? Why do I do this to him?"
