Summary: Gilbert can't keep his glasses clean and he complains to Ludwig. Ludwig is a smartass and Gilbert is a joker…
Author's Note: I think I write Ludwig as way too sassy. I sort of like this Ludwig, though. He's funny.
Disclaimer: Not mine. All credit goes to Hidekazu Himaruya and he should be celebrated.
"I can't ever keep these glasses clean! It's annoying." states Gilbert, wiping said glasses with a paper towel.
"That's sort of the thing with glasses." remarks Ludwig. "They can't be clean all the time, especially when you keep touching the lenses."
"Ha! They're clean now!" proclaims Gilbert, admiring the crystal clear lenses of his glasses. "I can be more awesome now!"
"I hope you two are happy together. Should I plan the wedding?" questions Ludwig, peeling a potato. "Or should I expect you two to elope?"
Gilbert scowls at Ludwig. "Not that you would know anything about any relationships." He shoots back.
Ludwig flings the potato into a glass bowl. "If I were in a relationship, it wouldn't be with an inanimate object." He picks up another potato and beings peeling it.
"I can't keep these clean and they may be annoying, but I love them." a devilish smirk crosses Gilbert's face. "At least I'm not too chicken to admit I like them! Unlike you."
"Who would I be in love with?" quizzes Ludwig, while placing the potato in the bowl and picking up the last potato.
"Oh, just any- Feliciano Vargas." snickers Gilbert.
"It's not love. It's friendship. Aren't you happy that I have a friendship with someone?"
"You're peeling that potato with unnecessary force." points out Gilbert.
Ludwig throws the potato down into the bowl. "I'm planning your wedding with your glasses. Where would you like the wedding? I'm thinking a backyard wedding."
"I'd prefer a church."
"Anything for my brother and his happy groom." Ludwig leans against his forearm on the counter.
"We are pretty happy together." Gilbert pushes his glasses on and gives Ludwig a wide smile. "I'm gonna wash these potatoes."