Bruder's Gilbert and Ludwig.
[A Heavily medicated Berlin(wall) appears...!]
I don't own- (Obviously)
Scattered pairings- (It's a given when you think about it.)
Destruction of property- (It's bound to happen...)
Beer and wurst for breakfast- (Yummy Yummy in Edo-kun's Tummy!!!)
A locked door cannot keep the Italian away- (not that it should surprise you...)
Jacob returns- (and revenge is met.)
Loss of sanity abound- (Threw it out the window...didn't really care for it anyway!)
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AUTHORS NOTE [IMPORTANT] this will be Hetalia heavy. Nations names will be used...you have been warned.
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It was that time of year, Edward thought, the worse time of summer for him the time when everything in his life stopped and hell would descend upon the earth. For you see, despite how much he loved his father and despite the fact that his parents seemed so happy, this time of summer always reminded him that his father was less then the good married man he appeared to be before the divorce.
When Edward was ten years old he discovered that his father had another family in Germany-what was worse? Edward hadn't had his father's last name at all and once, he believed his mother's last name to be his father's turned out to be her maiden name.
Edward's actual last name was Beilschmidt. Very German, if you asked Edward also, very strange.
Edward also had two brothers. An older brother who praised himself as the definition of awesome, cool and the best, then there was Edward's younger brother that seemed to, somewhere along the way, inherit a large amount of muscle and seemed to be incredibly clean and uptight and freakishly tall.
"Bruder!"
'Oh for the love of Mozart!'
Edward waved halfheartedly. The airport was clustered and despite his five foot nine frame he could barely see the tuft of white silver hair coming towards him followed by bright blond. Not that he really wanted to see Gilbert or rather, Prussia, anyway. His older brother tended to become aggravating without really saying anything.
He stuck his hands into his pockets as beside him, Leah rocked on her heels excited at the prospect of meeting her boyfriend's brother's from-literally- another mother. She had even dressed nicely for the occasion. Dark denim cuffed jeans, heeled brown boots, red dress shirt and a brown jacket she didn't really need.
She even wore makeup!
'Not that she really needs it.' He had said to himself in after thought.
The sea of passerby's seemed to separate in a mock Moses movie scene as the two Germans briskly walked towards Edward and Leah. She leaned toward Edward and whistled.
"I see looks wise you guys are all decent." She said. "So, albinism?" She pointed to a laughing Gilbert.
"No, idiotism."
Suddenly he was taken into strong arms in a back breaking hug that had to be a Beilschmidt trait.
"Edward, my jüngerer Bruder!"
Edward had almost forgotten how...sensitive Gilbert could be in these little reunions. It was almost cute really, the way Prussia would get so emotional.
"Uh, Gilbert, how are you?"
"Fucking awesome!"
The three brothers wouldn't see each other all of the time. Ludwig was in his final year of boarding school in England while Gilbert-Prussia- did freelance writing around the world and tended to be in odd places all of the time (thankfully the profession had Gilbert away from the U.S. most of the time). And Edward was in his junior year of college making him quite the busy bee.
And since Mutter Brünhilde (their mother) had died four years before, Gilbert took it upon himself to schedule a week in summer for the three brothers to mourn Mutter Brünhilde together. (Again, not Edward's mother)
"And you, Ludwig, how have you been?"
"I am doing well, Bruder."
Ludwig had grown more, if possible to possibly six foot two inches. Broad shoulders strong arms and serious expression the was quickly turning red, Lean leaned upward and lowly whistled earning herself attention from the Beilschmidt brother's for the first time to the embarrassment of Edward and Ludwig, although for different reasons.
"Wow he's fucking cute!" She nearly squealed earning a boisterous laugh from Gilbert and a groan from Edward. "Edward, you never told me you had such an adorable baby brother!"
"Does he look like a baby to you?" Edward asked/shouted.
Prussia used Edward head to lean on. Gilbert may not have been as tall as Ludwig (Gilbert was five foot ten inches) but he was still taller then Edward (who, for the sake of funnies, is five foot seven inches in this story).
"Who's the Schönheit?"
"Schna-what now?" Leah asked pointing to herself making Gilbert laugh, again.
"Schönheit means beauty, Leah." Edward translated and almost groaning as her head swelled (figuratively of course). He turned to his brother's and shrugged. "This is Lean Clearwater, my girlfriend." He gestured towards the tall Indian woman who was now peering at Gilbert. "Leah these are my brother's, Gilbert and Ludwig Beilschmidt."
"Hey there."
"Hallo."
Leah shook their hands in rapid succession, a tight grip that earned her the nickname Little Hungary from Gilbert that Ludwig promised to tell her about later although he did manage to say, before Edward was tackled by Prussia for saying something about "smelly wurst" that Hungary was the nickname of a girl named Elizabeta.
"The one that got away?" Leah asked the youngest of the Beilschmidt brother's who seemed to be the sanest at the moment.
"For Elizabeta's sake, I hope so."
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Dinner was not how Edward or rather...Berlin (Short for The Berlin Wall), had thought it would be a disastrous affair like last time: there was no throwing of food or drinking contests which would end in Berlin crying in a corner about how it would be much easier to blame Mutter Brünhilde but that in reality his own mother Elisabeth Mason, was the other woman.
Edward would emphatically apologize in French for some reason.
Germany "Ludwig" (West) would console him, nowhere near close to drunk though is he were human he should be, something that Edward would bring up shouting about Aliens.
Prussia "Gilbert" (East) would then start declaring war on everyone's vital regions and somehow, and still Berlin had no idea how; Kiku Honda (Nihon or Japan-same thing) would appear in a closet drunk. But, dinner had gone by rather nicely as Leah was quick to order pizza and demand Gilbert and Ludwig's attention.
"Shit, what the hell are you guys wearing in this picture? AW Luddie you look like a pirate!"
"Well, it was Halloween. It was the first time East and I visited America with our Mutter. She was a very strange woman you see and once it came into her head that the three of us were Tick or treating together she made these costumes." Ludwig gestured to the picture in Leah's hand with a soft smile. He still had those clothes, the black hat and cloak that his mother worked so hard to make.
"Gilbert was a knight while Edward was dressed as an ancient warrior...Mutter was so...strange." Ludwig sighed and shook his head. Ah yes, in thinking about the past he also remembered Mutter's personality. A force to be reckoned with and also...how did she put it? 'The first awesome of the world'-Prussia must have inherited it from her.
"I was a Teutonic knight and Berlin here was Germania." He clipped Edward's shoulder. "Awesome huh?"
"Those costumes look really great." Leah lifted the photo closer to her face to examine the small children.
Gilbert in his metallic armor, cross on his chest there was even metal netting and leather gloves. Ludwig's costume was plain black, adorable and he'd had a ruffled lavender frock. Edward's looked like the most difficult to make with the golden armor.
"Awesome right?"
"Yeah." Leah nodded. She looked up at Edward. "Wasn't it weird for your mom, you know, letting their mom make you a Halloween costume?"
"Mother? No. She liked Mutter Brünhilde very much."
Gilbert snorted. "Though Mutter couldn't stand her at all. She was always trying to get it through to Berlin's Mutter but the woman would not get it. It was like trying to get a point across to Antonio. You just can't."
It was really hard to understand how a woman could like the wife of the man she loved but then, Leah had met Elisabeth Mason and had come to the conclusion that the woman was insufferably naïve and could not read the atmosphere at all.
It occurred to her that Edward was the same way.
--- The (Awesome) day
"Prussia?" Edward shouted from the bathroom. He walked into the living room to find Gilbert lying on his stomach on the sofa.
"Yes Edward?"
"Why is Roderich Edelstein hogtied in the bathtub? I almost chocked on my toothbrush when I saw him." He said. 'Blah I can still taste the wurst he shoved down my throat!'
"Do you really want to know?" Gilbert asked.
Gibird peeped loudly from his head in Edward's direction; it seemed trying to tell him that; 'no you really do not want to know'.
"...I'm going to the store with Ludwig. You want anything?"
"Do you have any sponge cake?"
"You hate sponge cake why do you want sponge cake?"
"...it's not for me it's for Roddy. I have to keep him fed."
"...I'll get the cake."
"Yeah, you do that."
--- Later that (Awesome) day
"What in the name of Beethoven is THAT?"
"You don't like my Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte (Black Forest Cake)?"
"I would if it was Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte, what that is...it is certainly not Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte! That looks like dried over shit all over my kitchen counter!"
"Well yeah but that's only because you sidled up behind me without making yourself known. I wouldn't have dropped it on your pristine counter if you didn't sneak up like that." Gilbert had the nerve to actually look angry. "Since it's your fault you clean it up! It was gonna be so awesome too. Damn it Berlin!"
A tick started in Edward left eye as he surveyed the destroyed remnants of cake that Kumajiro was now licking up. Ludwig, who had just walked into the war zone (Edward's kitchen), stared dumbfounded before sighing and bending down to clear away most of the mess.
"Oh HELL no! Gilbert you clean this mess up right now you red eyed freak!" "The AWESOME me doesn't do woman's work! "Woman's work!?!? I don't care if you don't do woman's work! I want my beautiful kitchen back!"
"Then you clean it! You sound like a wife anyway!" Ludwig could just see the war looming in the horizon between his older brothers.
--- During that (Awesome) night
Ludwig couldn't be sure of the specifics. He hadn't been awake at the time, having gone to bed at exactly 2200 hours (military time folks...11:00 PM). He'd fallen asleep in Edward's room; the two had been using the same bed most nights. It's was exactly 0100 (1:00 AM) hours when he heard a loud shrieking. Having been a light sleeper, always, it took him a moment to understand that something was happening in the bathroom.
"Mein Gott..."
"West! West look! My awesome hair is...is...why is there chocolate in my hair!"
A thump in the living room indicated that Berlin had finally lost himself in laughter and Ludwig could do nothing but stare at Prussia who was picking the leftovers of Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte out of his hair.
--- The trip that keeps on tripping
Edward hated stairs because, despite his usually poised demeanor, he was quite clumsy on them. Once, and he remembered this very clearly, when he was ten years old he had actually tripped up on the stairs. How it had been possible no one knew for certain, and he thanked God that Vash and his sister were there to fall on.
"Here I go."
So, when Edward was carefully trudging down the stairs he did not appreciate the loud shout coming directly into his right ear; "TIMBER!"
And Edward fell down three floors.
"DAMN YOU PRUSSIA!"
--- The trip that keeps on tripping PART 2
Edward sat with Leah in the small Coffee Bean restaurant where Bella worked. Ludwig had made a friend of the girl due to the free coffee she offered so at the moment he was seated with her at the bar during her break asking her about work and about the short haired girl with the wild curl who was rather pretty in her maid outfit (the uniform).
As Edward stood up to collect their coffee, the girl who Ludwig had quite fancied ended up being Feliciano Vargas, Gilbert appeared at his side from no where and to Edward's horror Gilbert stuck his foot out to the side and...
"BAM!"
Gilbert shouted as Edward twisted his ankle at the fall, covered in hot coffee from head to toe.
"DAMN YOU PRUSSIA!"
--- The trip that keeps on tripping PART 3
After leaving the hospital and driving Leah home and having some...ehem...alone time with her, Edward was finally on his way home. It was dark out, almost black and he was relatively alone on the streets. Ludwig had called him asking if he was alright. Edward had laughed; Ludwig was such a sweetheart despite his tough guy outward expression. Gilbert, however, had called in order to congratulate himself on tripping the un-awesome wife of the house.
"You shouldn't have sullied my awesome hair, Berlin. I had to get even."
"Idiot." He parked the Volvo in the only free parking space that was available, which was at least half a block away. His ankle still hurt but, Edward willed himself to walk without the limp-which he did not succeed in but if asked would tell differently. He slowly walked up the stairs after some deliberation and after reaching the top, he took a long deep breath. He'd imagined his older brother hiding in the shadows waiting to frighten him and make him trip over his own feet again. Gilbert was just that kind of a guy.
"He's not that bad...well..." He passed the closed apartment doors, pausing for a moment on 4c. Alfred would have to be home...Alfred would let him take the couch if he asked. "But Arthur is probably there. I don't want to cut in on their...alone time."
Plus Edward wasn't that fond the British, big browed 25 yr old that had, once upon a time been his English tutor. He made it to his door that was opened ajar and paused. Did he really want to go in there? Did he need to? He felt silly. Gilbert would trip him again, that was a given since the Albino had called him to gloat about his victory. He had his hand on the knob before he heard a loud scream.
"Ludwig!" Edward, despite the limp and pain, ran into the apartment only to trip over a large dark figure lying on the floor. "Damn it!"
The lights turned on, Ludwig who had earlier screamed had Feliciano huddled behind him probably naked. Gilbert was sitting up on the sofa staring at his brother dumbfounded.
"What the hell was that Gilbert?"
"I didn't do anything!"
Edward looked down and stared at the THING he had tripped over and scowled darkly.
"Um...hey there Eddie, how's it going?"
"..."
Alfred and Arthur awoke to a loud thumping sound from next door that sounded distinctly like someone's heard was being pounded against the floor. There was loud sobbing and a very familiar shout.
"DAMN YOU JACOB!"
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Chapter 3 is a reunion chapter. Edward isn't an only child he is the brother of Prussia and Germany! Don't ask me why I had them be related I haven't a clue either.
Also-about the door being left opened? Italy somehow managed to pick the lock so that he could sneak into bed with Germany. Also, to note, they haven't just met for the first time. Germany and Italy met when they were kids...think Chibitalia. Italy, after having met his first love again decided he wanted to be with him always...poor Ludwig or not since Italy is just so cute!
Edward is a common name in Germany so their father's name is Edward Anthony Beilschmidt. About the second family thing...it happens, apparently though in this it would make Edward and his mother the second family and Gilbert and Ludwig's mom the first wife...eh it's confusing and Mr. Beilschmidt is a dick.
Anyway-why is Gilbert so mean to Edward? He's teasing him, in a violent way yes but teasing non the less.
Alfred and Arthur, are they a couple?
You tell me.
LoL Review please! No flames!
Next chapter;
The Bad Touch Trio reunite!
Gilbrid and Kumajiro have a day off!
Someone has a threesome?!?
Who's idea was it to go to Vegas?!
Someone get's MARRIED?
Preview:
A sticky bathtub, a heart shaped bed and a pan to the groin equal Tru Lurve
"Why do I have a fuzzy taste in my mouth, so not awesome..."
"Why do I have a ring on my finger? Why are we naked?!?"
"We're what?"
So a Wolf girl, a Polish guy and a Lithuanian walk into a bar...
"Yeah dude, we like totally saw you guys leave the chapel with like a certificate and everything, right Liet? Leah?"
"Y-yes."
"Toris and I threw rice on you guys while Feliks here started taking pictures on his phone."
"It was like, totally romantic!"
"We got married?!? I married this jerk?"
"Who you calling jerk, woman?"
Lions and tigers and German's oh my!
"So how did they make you disappear, Germany? Was it magic?"
"No. Why did I let you talk me into seeing Siegfried and Roy?"
"Ve~"
And so the Lion strangled the shape shifter but that's ok because the Austrian guy got a gig in a lounge playing out his stress on the piano while the lamb was totally making out with the guy who tasted like Tomato's while she sat in the lap of the French dude (she was totally wasted by the way otherwise she wouldn't have done it.
"Die!"
"Ed...can't...breathe..."
"GOOD! Roderich, play some Claire de Lune! I have to have to hear some Claire de Lune as life leaves this bastard's eyes!"
...seriously leave reviews lots of them so that I write it up and post it faster...Prussia's awesomeness depends on at least ten or five reviews!