Author's Note: Hiya, everyone! Sorry I didn't update sooner; my mom's laptop doesn't work for an extended period of time right now.
This chapter is a parody of a part of an episode of "The Simpsons", when Bart tries to help Marge with Thanksgiving dinner by making the cranberry sauce.
In this chapter, Gilbert's 15, and Ludwig's 11.
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Chapter 8: Thanksgiving
It was another typical Thanksgiving weekend at the Beilschmidt house. Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio were running around, pulling pranks on random people; Ludwig was hanging out with Kiku and Feliciano, and trying like hell to get Feliciano to stop clinging to him; and the grown-ups were out.
When Gilbert and Ludwig were done doing what they were doing before, they went inside and into the kitchen, where Germania was checking on the turkey. The boys tried finding something they could do to help, but all they managed to do was keep bumping into their grandfather.
"Boys, please, you're in the way," said Germania as he put something in the fridge.
"Can we help?" Ludwig asked.
"Hm…okay," said Germania. "Can you guys do the cranberry sauce?"
"Yeah!" said Gilbert. "Where is it?"
"The can is in the cabinet on the bottom shelf," Germania said, pointing to the cabinet under the counter.
"Here?" asked Gilbert.
"No, the other shelf," said Germania.
"Got it," Ludwig said, pulling out a can of cranberry sauce. "Now what?"
"Open the can," said Germania.
"No problem," said Ludwig. "Where's the can opener?"
"It in the second drawer on the right," said Germania.
"Okay," said Ludwig as he opened two drawers, looking for the can opener.
"No, no, the other drawer," said Germania.
"Got it," said Gilbert, and pulled out a can opener from another drawer. He then tried, unsuccessfully, to open the can. "It's broken, Grandpa," he said.
"Grandpa, it's broken," Ludwig said, trying to get Germania's attention.
"Grandpa, it's broken, Grandpa, it's broken, Grandpa, it's broken, Grandpa, it's broken, Grandpa, it's broken…" Gilbert sang.
"I don't think it's broken, Gilbo," Germania said. "Here, let me try." He took the can, opened it, and put it back on the counter. "There you go."
Ludwig gave Gilbert a look that clearly read "Stupid".
"Don't say anything," Gilbert said. "Don't you say anything, you little insect."
"You couldn't even operate a can opener, dummy," Ludwig said.
"Shut up," said Gilbert as he dumped the contents of the can into a bowl. "Ah. Cranberry sauce a la Prussia and West," the teen said.
"Don't call yourself a dead country, Gilbo," said Ludwig.
"Prussia's not dead! It's just invisible!" said Gilbert as he and Ludwig left the kitchen.
"Just stick it in the fridge when you're done, boys," Germania said, thinking Gilbert and Ludwig were still in the kitchen. No answer. "Boys?" he said. The cranberry sauce melted, and Germania sighed as he put it in the fridge himself.
Germania then heard the sounds of his grandsons fighting each other, and also the sound of something crashing to the floor in the living room. The old man sighed as he made his way to the living room to stop Gilbert and Ludwig from fighting, and to pick up whatever had fallen.
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