A/N: Not much to say for an introduction for this one. Well, Sol, here's your chapter! I tried my best, and I personally don't think it's that great, but whatever, right? As long as you think it's fine, it's fine. Here ya go.
Warnings: Just…random stuff…yup/A bit of pairing-ness/fluffiness… (Don't like it? Just wait for the end)
Chapter Start
Gilbert honestly hadn't expected Elizabeta to agree. "Really?" He asked.
"Sure, why not? It's not like I have anything better to do. Besides sleeping of course, but that can wait." Elizabeta said, shrugging once more.
"Ok zen…" He took a moment to build up his narcissism again. "Follow ze awesome me!" he marched out the door.
Elizabeta sighted, but followed nonetheless. Gilbert sure is acting strange…I wonder what's up….
Gilbert stopped walking after a minute or two. He sat down on the grass and Elizabeta plopped down next to him.
"What's up, Gil?" She asked, worrying that someone had died.
"Look, vhat I'm about to tell you, you can't tell anyone zat I told you, ok? I just don't vant ze others to know because zey'll be all up mein business that I told you. But-" Gilbert was cut off.
"Oh, my gosh…Gilbird died! I knew it!" she actually hugged him tightly. "It'll be ok! You always get another bird, right?"
"Gilbird didn't die! You're squishing him!" Gilbert protested, pausing for a moment before shoving her off. Gilbird poked his head out of Gilbert's shirt pocket and tweeted indignantly before flying up and landing on the albino's head.
"Oh… Sorry Gilbird." Elizabeta said quietly.
"Vhat I vas going to way is… vhile you vere off playing dress-up vith Feli, Roddy admitted zat he likes you." Gilbert said.
Elizabeta looked surprised. Slightly. "He does?"
"Either zat or he's lying."
"You don't lie in truth or dare!" she cried.
"Vash did." Gilbert said, shrugging.
"Remind me to have a harsh discussion with him later." Elizabeta said.
Gilbert nodded. "Ja, vhatever…"
They sat in an awkward silence for a while.
"Toni vas just born again…" Gilbert muttered. (1)
"What?" Elizabeta asked.
"Nothing. So, ah, do you like Roddy?" He said louder.
"I suppose… unless you want him." Elizabeta glared at him menacingly.
"Nein! First of all, I'm not like zat, und second, if I agree, you'd murder me."
"Fair enough, though I don't believe you on the first part." Elizabeta said. "Why do you ask then?"
"No reason…"
"Come one, you never don't have a reason, no matter how stupid that reason might be."
"Vell, I vas vondering if you vanted to go out for dinner sometime, but if you like Roddy instead…" he said, his voice at half the volume that it usually had.
"So you like me…" Elizabeta muttered.
"I suppose."
"I don't really know what to say."
"You don't have to say anyzing." Gilbert said, sounding very cheesy.
"That was bad." Elizabeta laughed.
"Ja, I know…"
Elizabeta raised an eyebrow when Gilbert blushed slightly, closed his eyes, and leaned towards her ever so slightly. Holy ****, is he trying to kiss me? Hm…should I let him? She didn't think about it any longer. She pulled out her frying pan (Lord knows where she keeps that thing) and wacked Gilbert upside the head.
Gilbert yelped and fell sideways.
"Thanks for the offer, but I'd much rather go out with Roddy." Elizabeta said, her frying pan mysteriously disappearing.
"Ow…zat's fine…maybe I'll be upset about it vhen I can feel my brain…but for now, I guess zat's fine…" Gilbert moaned.
"We're still friends, right?" Elizabeta asked. (You're friends?)
"Abusive friends…"
"Yeah, abusive friends." Elizabeta grinned and walked back towards the dorms. "'Night Gil!" She called over her shoulder.
"…Guten Nacht…" Gilbert sighed. He sat in the grass for a while longer before he went inside, Gilbird already nestled in his hair.
A/N: Short chapter is short… sorry if it's too short, I just couldn't figure out a way to make it any longer without Eliza totally killing Gil. I tried my best though.
(1)You know how some people say during an awkward silence "A gay baby was born"? That's what Gil means, if that makes any sense. Perhaps you should refer back to the Facebook conversation in Chapter Ten if you don't get what I'm referring to.
I realize that I forgot to do the little number thing last chapter so: (1) I decided Roma should be a little OCD (Or CDO, as my friends like to put it.)
Now, I would like to tell you about the bunny. The Bunny of Love. Maka and I were talking about this on our way to deliver food to some people. Her mom was talking about romance novels and Maka goes: "That's what fluff is for!" And then I say:
"Fluff is so you don't have to pair two characters together for the rest of their lives, unless they're married. Romance is like a little bunny. A Bunny of Love. You pet the bunny gently. You don't just strangle it! Fluff is like petting the bunny. Every now and then, you lightly pet it. Not murder it. You take bits of its fluff fur and sprinkle it all over the plot. Romance novels just strangle the bunny and dump it in the plot!"
I tried explaining this to my parents, but they didn't get it. They thought I was losing my mind.
Now, I would like to tell you about a game. It is called 'Copy/Paste.' How many of you have heard of this before? Well, I'm going to explain it to those of you who don't and read this far. So, in Copy/Paste, if someone says something that you find amusing, you can say 'Copy' and whenever you say 'Paste' they have to say the exact phrase exactly as they said it the first time, motions and everything. Now, we're going to play this with our cast in the story here, but they don't know it, so it will be even more fun. That being so because if you don't want someone to copy you, you can say 'Tree' after whatever you say and no one will be able to copy it. Since the characters don't know that we're playing, they won't say tree after something funny unless they're talking about a tree. So, if you want to copy something, quote it in your review and say 'Copy' at the top and whenever you say 'Paste' in your review, I will try to work the quote into the next chapter, got it?
DISCLAIMER!
Antonio: Terach does not own Hetalia or any of these characters except for her OC, Z. i Adios !
Peace out, ya'll!
