AN: Sorry I've been forgetting to write these little notes, thank you all so much for reviewing. I feel that I may need to warn you that there's a gay relationship in this chapter and it's in other chapters, anyways please enjoy.

Stephano gives him a confused look.

"No, I was hit before I had a chance to see. Did you get a good look at him?"

Piggeh starts to back toward the door, he doesn't know how to handle this, Jennifer was his sister, Stephano looked up to her. How could Piggeh just out right and say that she tried to murder him? Piggeh swallows finally making it to the entrance.

"Listen," He says trying to escape. "I should rest up for tomorra, I-I have ta train Pewdie." He lies, Stephano narrows his eyes seeing through his pink haired brothers lies.

"That's odd, private Goodrich is scheduled to train him tomorrow." Piggeh bites his lip.

"Well yeah but... private Goodrich is ill and private Cole should still be tired from the surgery." Feeling a little sick and tired Stephano nods laying down in the bed, taking this chance Piggeh leaves the tent. Half way back to his cabin he finds General Bro kicking a tree, training for the upcoming invasion of the Barrel's castle. "General?"

"Ja?" He turns to Piggeh sweat pouring down his face and soaking his shirt. "How iz my Stephano?"

"A little sick, his wound won't stop bleedin' 'nd he wants ta see ya." The young General closes his eyes and sighs.

"I juzt finizhed my vork, zo I vill go give him a bath." The German teen starts to walk to the tent.

"Hey!" Pigeh yells getting the his attention. "I don't want ya molestin' muh bro, ya got dat?!" General Bro smiles, amusement shining in his eyes.

"Und vhat vill you do if I do?" He asks having no attention of fooling around with his ill warrior.

"Don't test muh, dude, it'd be totally uncool if ya made his fever go up!"

Piggeh shouts remembering how hot Stephano's body was, General Bro waves him off before walking to the medical tent. He finds Stephano laying flat on his back drenched in sweat, his breath is labored, worried General Bro walks over to Stephano, and places his hand on the young mans forehead. He pulls his hand away almost as if he had been bit, Stephano has a heavy fever blush on his cheeks as he slowly opens his eyes and weakly smiles.

"Ludwig." His voice is so weak that General Bro must kneel next to the bed in order to hear him.

"I'm zorry, it vaz not my intention to vake you." Stephano closes his eyes and shakes his head.

"No it's fine... I'm glad you came."

"Ja," He runs his hand through Stephano's dirty blond locks. "How are you feeling?" Stephano moans.

"My painkillers wore off a while ago."

"You vant more?" General Bro asks trying to think about where the painkillers might be.

"No, you're here now... I want to be coherent." General Bro smiles tracing circles on Stephano's chest being careful not to hit his wound.

"I vant to give you a bath." Stephano frowns.

"Sorry, I'm way to sick to-"

"Nin." General Bro says interrupting him. "Juzt a bath, no fooling around."

Stephano smiles and nods trusting the German teen, General Bro picks Stephano up and carefully walks to the showers in the back there's a bathtub that's used to bathe the sick or the wounded. There's a bucket, a sponge, and a stool next to the tub, he carefully sits Stephano on the brown stool. He's only wearing a pair of tight golden boxers that would normally blend in with his skin but do to how pale he is they're easy to spot. General Bro peels the boxers off Stephano's sweaty body, he tosses them aside and puts Stephano in the tub that he had filled with hot water that way by the time he had gotten Stephano it'd be warm.

"I take it comrade Piggeh cleaned your vound?"

"Yes." Stephano mumbles with a slight cough, noticing the sudden change in mood General Bro starts splashing Stephano's hair with water.

"Vhat iz ze matter, iz ze vater too cold?" He asks thinking he let the water sit for too long.

"No, no... the water's fine. Uh... am I a bother?"

"Vhat?" He asks a little confused by the question.

"Am I a bother? I can't fight to protect Pewdie now..." He starts lathering Stephano's hair with shampoo.

"You vill 'eal you're ze ztrongezt varrior ve 'ave, pleaze colze your eyez." Stephano closes his eyes before General Bro rinses out the shampoo.

"I don't see how you can stand me though... I let that Barrel almost kill me and I let Jennifer turn evil... I'm useless..." After rinsing out all the shampoo and lathering in some conditioner, General Bro gets up, walks in front of Stephano, kneels down, and looks him in the eyes.

"Now lizten to me that'z enough of that talk, I vaz vorried about you in fact I ztill am. You are my friend und my lover, I very rarely drop my mazk but zeeing you like that," General Bro places his hand on Steohano's right cheek. "it zcared me. Thinking that before you left vaz ze lazt I got to hold you, touch you, talk vith you... I vaz so zcared vhen I zaw you." General Bro leans closer and kisses Stephano's pale yellow nose. "I love you." He says with a smile after pulling away and seeing Stephano's heavy blush, Stephano smiles.

"I love you too." General Bro washes the conditioner out of Stephano's hair and starts rubbing his body with the sponge that he just put soap on. "Do you think we could save Jennifer?" The question almost makes General Bro choke on his own tongue, he was surprised by the question thinking Stephano would have wanted revenge for being shot.

"Vhat? But zhe..." One look at his face and the general realizes that Stephano hadn't seen his shooter, when he first heard about it he was enraged.

Flashback

"Vhat?!" General Bro slams his fists down on his brown desk. "That fucking bitch tried to murder her own brother und ze only thing zhe can zay iz 'I'm zorry'!?"

He continues to slam on the desk until his hands are red and ready to bleed, breathing hard he kicks the desk over. He looks over at Mr. Chair who is trembling but knows that General Bro would never harm him. In anger General Bro picks up his desk chair and throws it at the wall hitting with a loud 'thump', he then goes over and starts kicking and stomping on the chair until it's broken into several pieces. He goes over to Mr. Chair and drops to his knees.

"I'm zorry." He mumbles tears filling his eyes.

"It is okay," Mr. Chair strokes the young Germans hair. "I know you are mad, I am mad too, Stephano is my son and Jennifer is my daughter. Piggeh was a real h-hand full so Jennifer mainly raised Stephano, but that didn't make him any less my son."