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.
Gilbert shuffles into the living room. "Ludwig you are the best brother ever I love you thank you for making me breakfast you're more awesome than I am." He leans his head over the back of Ludwig's chair. "You're the best person I have ever known and a better athlete you're the best."
Ludwig sighs. "What did you do this time, Gilbert? Did you set fire to my bed again?"
"It's this…" Gilbert holds up some mangled metal. "Don't be angry please don't be angry I didn't mean to do it."
"Did those used to be your glasses?" questions Ludwig.
"Yes…" Gilbert hangs his head in shame.
"Do I want to know what happened to them or not?"
"You don't want to know."
"We have to order you new ones."
"I know. Thankyoufornotbeingangryatmeyou'rethebestbrotherever." Gilbert rushes out of the room, leaving Ludwig to sigh and dial the eyeglass company's number.