Author's Note: WARNING: Reference to the episode of Seinfeld about the movie "The English Patient".
Chapter 2: Hijacked
The Beilschmidt family arrived at JFK International Airport at 7:00 in the morning; Claus, Elise, Roderich, Gilbert, and Ludwig were still groggy from having to get up at 6:00 just to get ready. The only one who wasn't tired was Germania. The family was going on a trip to Munich that day.
"Dad," said Claus, "why did you have us get here at 7:00, when our flight leaves at 9:00?"
"Well, I believe that being early to something's not a bad thing," said Germania.
"Yeah, but this is too early," Elise said, rolling her eyes at the old man.
"Yeah, Grandpa," Roderich said, annoyed.
"Roddy, I wanna ride on that thing!" Gilbert said, pulling on his cousin's shirt and pointing at the luggage carousel.
"Shut up, GilGil!" Roderich said.
"Don't call me GilGil!" said Gilbert, pouting.
"Sorry," said Roderich. "I just don't know why I couldn't bring my piano on the plane."
"Because you can't," said Germania.
"Yeah, Roddykins," Ludwig said.
"Don't call me Roddykins, LuLu!" Roderich said.
"Don't call me LuLu!" Ludwig yelled and jumped up and down, holding his teddy bear.
After Roderich used the nicknames they hated on them, Gilbert and Ludwig were now more awake, and started to run around like little maniacs through the airport, looking for soda and candy.
"Soda! Candy!" the boys shouted in unison. The boys ran into a small store, and Gilbert bought 2 cans of soda and 2 Hershey's candy bars: soda and candy for him, and soda and candy for his little brother.
Once Gilbert and Ludwig emerged from the store, they continued running around, and ran right into a Russian family, knocking over 2 of the children.
"Uh, sorry," Ludwig said, scared of the little girl he landed on. The girl had long, blond hair and wore a scary expression on her face.
"Get off me," she said, "or else I'll stab you." The little girl then took out a knife she had in her dress pocket and showed it to Ludwig, who was shaking as he got up off her.
"Natalia," said the oldest daughter, "put that away! Now!"
"Sorry, Katyusha," Natalia said. She put the knife back in her pocket as she stood up and glared at Ludwig, who looked like he was about to cry and ran behind Gilbert.
The middle child-and only boy-of the family went up to the Beilschmidt brothers, his mouth forming into a scary grin.
"You will watch where you're going, da?" the boy said.
Katyusha, who seemed to be the only one of that family who even bothered to try to keep her younger siblings under control, went up to her brother.
"Ivan, stop scaring them," she said. But Ivan didn't listen to her.
Ivan then picked up Gilbert by the front of his shirt and grinned at him, a maniacal look in his eyes.
"You never answered me," said Ivan. "You will watch where you're going, da?"
"Ivan," Katyusha said in a stern voice. "Put him down, Brother."
"Okay, Big Sister," said Ivan, and put Gilbert down on the floor. "Well?" he said to the boy.
"Y-Y-Y-Yeah…y-yeah…w-w-we'll do that…" said Gilbert, his feet shaking in his sneakers.
"Good," said Ivan, still smiling that scary smile of his. He then turned and walked away with his parents and sisters.
"Gilbo, they were scary," Ludwig said, clinging to Gilbert.
"Yeah…" said Gilbert. Then he noticed the luggage carousel.
"Hey, West," he said, pointing to the carousel. "Let's ride on that!"
"Okay, Gilbo!" Ludwig said. He and Gilbert, now very hyper due to their candy and soda, ran over to the luggage carousel, climbed on top of it, and rode around in circles. They had their fun…until Germania, Claus, Elise, and Roderich finally found them after an hour and a half.
"Boys, get off of there!" Germania shouted and pulled his two younger grandsons off the carousel.
"Aw, man!" Gilbert and Ludwig whined, pouting.
"Aw, come on, Dad," said Claus.
"They were just having a little fun," said Elise.
"They were riding with the freaking luggage, Claus!" said Germania.
"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" Ludwig said, rapidly jumping up and down.
"Lui, stop that," said Elise, trying her best to calm her youngest son down. "Please, Lui, please stop jumping. You're making Mommy dizzy. Please, stop."
"Prussia, Prussia, Prussia, Prussia, Prussia, Prussia, PRUSSIAAAAAAAA!" said Gilbert as he ran circles around Roderich.
"Gilbo, please stop running around like that. You're going to make me dizzy," Roderich said while trying to get Gilbert to stop running. "Please, stop this, Gilbo. Please, stop."
"I OWN YOU NOW, AUSTRIA!" Gilbert said, pointing at his cousin.
'Oh, for the love of God, someone please kill me now,' Roderich thought as he face palmed.
"Flight 382 to Munich, now boarding in Terminal 1," said a female voice over an intercom.
"Come on, guys, we've got to get going," said Germania.
"We can fly, we can fly, we can flyyyyyyyyyyy!" Gilbert and Ludwig said excitedly, imitating "Peter Pan" as they, Germania, Claus, Elise, and Roderich all boarded their flight.
After they boarded the plane and listened to the flight attendant explaining everything, Gilbert and Ludwig were quiet and tired from their misadventure at the airport. Gilbert passed the time by making fun of Roderich's taste in music, while Ludwig read The Cat in the Hat.
"You know, Roddy, your music's so dumb," Gilbert said, snickering at his cousin.
"Hey!" said Roderich. "I'll have you know, moron, that classical music's great! Much better than that Rammstein stuff you're always listening to."
"No way!" said Gilbert. "Rammstein's awesome!"
"Oh, no they're not," Roderich said.
"Oh, yes they are," Gilbert retorted.
"Oh, no they're not."
"Oh, yes they are!"
"Please, kids, don't fight," Elise said, turning to her nephew and oldest son.
Just then, three American men got up from the seats in front of Roderich and Germania, and went up to the front of the aisle.
"Attention, people!" said one of the men. "Because the government screwed us over, we are hijacking this plane to Cuba!" He and the other two men then took out guns and pointed them at the passengers.
"Now, be quiet!" said another man. He saw Ludwig hiding behind his book and went over to him.
"You," he said to Ludwig, grabbing the boy's book, "stop reading that book!"
"Gimme my book!" Ludwig whined, about to cry.
"Shut up now!" said the man.
"Hey," said Roderich, "you're going to regret taking his book away like that."
"Oh yeah?" said the man.
"Uh, yeah," said Gilbert. "Give my brother back his book, you big bully!"
"GIMME MY BOOK NOOOOWWWWWWW!" Ludwig yelled, scaring the man who held his book.
"Okay, okay," the man said in a scared voice. He handed Ludwig The Cat in the Hat and then went back up to the front.
"Now," said one of the other men, "we're all going to Cuba, whether you like it or not!"
Poor Beilschmidts. Whenever they wanted to fly somewhere, it almost always ended up turning into a hijacking.
The first time they were hijacked was when Gilbert was just a baby, and they were taken all the way to Siberia.
The second time was when Gilbert was 5 and Ludwig was 1, and they were taken to Cuba.
Now, this time, they were again headed to Cuba, along with the rest of the passengers on Flight 382.
'Great,' Roderich thought resting his head on his seat. 'How can things get any worse?'
Author's Note: In this chapter, Gilbert's 10, Ludwig's 6, and Roderich's 19.
Oh, and just in case anybody didn't get the "Seinfeld" reference, it was when the guys hijacked the plane to Cuba, only in the "Seinfeld" episode, the hijackers were Dominicans.
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