"Gilbert, this is by far the dumbest idea you've ever had."

"I think it's pronounced 'awesomest', Liz."

Elizaveta huffed and shrank back in her seat, trying to remember why she had agreed to this. She glanced at Gilbert, hunched over the wheel in eager anticipation as he drove through her neighborhood. Her old neighborhood, that is.

"He's going to know it was us" she mumbled, still pouting. Gilbert shook his head as the car slowly came to a stop outside of Roderich's house.

"His students hate him. A lot of people hate him. And even if he does, who gives a shit? What's he going to do? You're not scared of that princess, are you?"

"No!" Elizaveta protested, cursing under her breath when she caught that look in Gilbert's eye that could only mean trouble. This was so childish and immature. But unfortunately, she wasn't surprised Gilbert had come up with it.

"Then grab some rolls, Liz" he cackled, reaching into the back seat. "Let's TP this bitch."

Elizaveta rolled her eyes and groaned. She was no better than Gilbert for letting him convince her to do it. "Liz, you can't chicken out on me now!" Gilbert whined. "I bought these in bulk. I don't shit enough for it to be worth it."

Elizaveta crinkled her nose and glared. "Gilbert, that's disgusting!" she scolded. But Gilbert was already at the passenger side, dragging her out.

"This is good for you, healthy even!" he cooed, handing her two rolls of toilet paper then crouching down. Gilbert crawled stealthily across the lawn as Elizaveta walked behind him. "At least try to have fun" he grumbled. Elizaveta just rolled her eyes and watched as he surveyed the area for any enemy targets.

"Alright, you first!" he chirped, rising after checking three times to make sure the coast was clear. Elizaveta gave him a dry glare and half heartedly tossed the roll five feet. Gilbert frowned and crossed his arms, pouting like a three year old.

"Liz, you didn't even try."

Well no shit! Sometimes Gilbert was frustrating beyond belief! The albino sighed heavily and picked it up. "I should've known you wouldn't be able to throw it hard enough.

Woah, woah, woah. Like hell Elizaveta couldn't throw it that far. Please, that was child's play compared to what she could do. "I guess you just throw like a girl. Oh well" Gilbert continued, trying his hardest not to smirk.

Elizaveta snatched the roll from his hand. "Oh you wish you could throw like a girl" she snarled, lobbing it over the roof to create an ass-wiping streamer. Gilbert laughed and quickly grabbed more rolls, throwing some on his own.

It was exhilarating, really. That man had wasted four years of her life. He deserved this so much. Elizaveta paused for a moment to order Gilbert to hand her another when she froze.

Watching him laugh, watching him act like the overgrown child he was, always so eager to please her and make her feel better made her feel utterly…stupid. Stupid for wasting time with Roderich and stupid for, well…being so damn stupid.

"Gil?" she mumbled quietly after the ran out of rolls. Gilbert, still giggling, turned to face her, but stopped short when she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. He savored it for a moment before pulling away.

"Dear god, please tell me you're not just doing this to get back at him" Gilbert croaked. Elizaveta just chuckled and shook her head, pulling him back in, not even noticing the angry cries coming inside the house.

I KNOW IT'S SHORT. But I won't be able to update for awhile, so I gave you this…woohoo! And also…ok so I don't mean to try to advertise myself (which is exactly what I'm doing now…) but I started an ask fem!America blog on tumblr and would absolutely love love love some support in getting it up and running! And since y'all are so supportive here I figured I'd ask! links on my profile :/) Gah, thanks again for putting up with me...Anywhoo, I'll try to get a full chapter up soon! Grazie!