Author's Note: Hi, everyone! Sorry about the long wait; school's been keeping me busy since day 1, lol. And my teachers gave everyone homework the first week of school, too XP

In this chapter, Gilbo's 17 and Lui's 13.

Well, on to the story! Enjoy :)

Chapter 11: A Day at the Beach…Beilschmidt Style!

Claus pulled the dark blue family car into the only empty space in the beach's parking lot. "Okay, everyone," he said. "Come on, let's…"

"AWESOME!" exclaimed Gilbert, who had jumped out of the car before his father could finish. The older teen then opened the trunk, grabbed his surfboard, and darted towards the ocean. Germania, Claus, Elise, Ludwig, Roderich and Elizabeta then got out of the car and proceeded to follow Gilbert.

"Gilbo, come back here!" Elise called out to her older son.

"What am I going to do with that kid?" Claus mumbled.

"Hey!" Ludwig yelled, running after his older brother. "Wait for meeeee!"

"Gilbo!" shouted Roderich as he ran after his cousins, carrying a pair of water wings. "You forgot your water wings! Gilbo!"

"Roddykins," Elizabeta said in an annoyed tone, "Gilbert doesn't need water wings."

The rest of the family caught up with Gilbert just as he was about to run into the lukewarm ocean with his surfboard, and Ludwig ran in and splashed, getting water on Gilbert's face and almost in his eyes.

"Mom, Dad! West splashed me!" Gilbert whined and pointed at his little brother.

"Lui, don't splash your brother," Elise said, not paying attention as she helped Claus and Germania set up their stuff on the warm sand.

"Yayyyy!" the younger boy said happily. "The ocean, the ocean, the ocean!"

"Yes, it's the ocean, you imbecile," Roderich said, annoyed. He then turned to Gilbert, who was making his way into the ocean. "Now, Gilbo," he said, "put your water wings on." He struggled with attempting to put the floaties on his cousin, who was trying like hell to get away.

"Roderich!" Gilbert exclaimed as he dropped his surfboard, embarrassed to even be seen with the 26-year-old trying to force him to wear the water wings. "I'm 17 fucking years old, idiot! I don't need any fucking water wings!"

"Yes, you do," Roderich said sternly. "Now put them on!"

"Roddykins, please stop," said Elizabeta, and face palmed.

"I'm not fucking 5 years old anymore, cuz," Gilbert said. "I can swim just fine!"

"No you can't," said Roderich. "Not after you nearly drowned 10 years ago."

"Roddy, that was 10 years ago," said Elizabeta while she tried to pull her husband off the teen. "Like Gilbo said, he can swim just fine."

"Thank you, Lizzie," Gilbert said. "By the way…when's the baby coming?"

"I already told you, moron," Roderich said in an annoyed tone as he kept on trying to force the water wings on Gilbert's arms, "we just found out. So, not for another 9 months. Got it memorized? Now put your water wings on!"

"Hell no!" said Gilbert. "Mein Gott, I told you, I don't need them! I'm 17, not 5!"

"I almost lost you once, and I'm not going to lose you again!" Roderich yelled at Gilbert, shaking him so hard that it made the poor boy dizzy.

"Roddy, stop shaking him," Ludwig said; he had been watching the altercation between his cousin and big brother.

"Yeah, he's dizzy," said Elizabeta, who now looked as if she was about to puke. "Uh…excuse me…" she said quickly, and then went into a nearby bathroom to throw up.

"Poor Lizzie," said Roderich while still shaking Gilbert. He then noticed that he was still shaking his poor cousin. "Oh…sorry, Gilbo," he said, and let go of Gilbert's shoulders. "I better go tend to Elizabeta. And Gilbo, when Lizzie and I get back, I want to see those water wings on your arms. Got it?" Roderich then went in the direction of his wife in order to help her.

"Thank God," Gilbert said with relief when Roderich was out of sight. "Now I can go surfing." He picked up his surfboard again and was about to step into the ocean when Ludwig stopped him.

"Gilbo, do as you're told and put the water wings on," Ludwig said, thrusting the water wings in Gilbert's face.

"No way," Gilbert said, and ran off into the water, leaving Ludwig standing on the shore.

Ludwig sighed and said, "What are Mom and Dad gonna do with him?" The younger teen then saw Feliciano, Lovino, and their grandfather, Rome. "Hey, Feli!" he said excitedly, dropping the water wings on the ground and running to meet up with one of his friend.

"Hey, Lui," Feliciano said happily.

"Oh, it's you, Potato Macho," said Lovino, who crossed his arms and glared at Ludwig.

"Hi, Lui," said Rome.

Ludwig and Feliciano hung out while the blond waited for Roderich and Elizabeta to come back. The two 13-year-olds saw a couple of girls and went up to try and talk to them…although Feliciano had to pull a really shy Ludwig along with him.

20 minutes later, Roderich and Elizabeta came back from the bathrooms.

"Feeling better?" Roderich asked Elizabeta.

"Yeah," said Elizabeta, still feeling a little flushed.

"Why don't you rest for a while?" Roderich said. He then began talking to Gilbert, who, unknown to him, was out in the ocean, surfing. "Gilbo, I hope you put your-" he said, but then saw that Gilbert and Ludwig were gone. "Uh…Gilbo? Lui? Where are you guys?" Roderich then jumped at the sound of his cousin yelling rather loudly, and saw him surfing…without the water wings on! "Gilbo!" he exclaimed. "Come back here, and put the water wings on!" But Gilbert couldn't hear him from far away, so Roderich gave up and went to go keep Elizabeta company.

YAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Gilbert shouted as he, Francis and Antonio had fun surfing.

"Gilbert, watch out for that wave, mon ami," said Francis, pointing to an unusually gigantic tidal wave.

"Yeah, that wave looks huge," said Antonio.

"Aw, come on, guys, the awesome me can handle a really big wave…Oh, shit," Gilbert said. As Francis and Antonio got out of the way, Gilbert had no luck, and was forced off his board and into the water.

As the wave subsided, Francis and Antonio looked around.

"Wow…" said Antonio. "That was some wave, huh?"

"Yeah," said Francis. He then realized something. "Uh…Tony…where's Gilbo?"

"I don't know," said Antonio. "Gilbo! Where are you, amigo?"

"Come on, Gilbo, this isn't funny," Francis said. The both of them saw Gilbert's board floating in the water, but no Gilbert.

"Oh no," Francis and Antonio said at the same time. The both of them grabbed Gilbert's board, swam to shore and ran up to Roderich, who, now along with Ludwig, Feliciano, and Rome (Lovino was lying in the shade), was frantically looking around for Gilbert.

"Roderich!" Antonio yelled. "Gilbo, Francis, and I were surfing, and then a really huge wave came down, and now Gilbert's gone! All we found was his board!" He showed Roderich and the others Gilbert's now wet surfboard.

'Oh no, not again,' Roderich thought.

"We've gotta find him!" Ludwig said.

Claus, Elise, and Germania came running up to Roderich and the kids.

"What's going on, guys?" Claus asked, concerned.

"Gilbo's missing!" Ludwig said.

"Oh my God," said Elise.

"Let's go look for him," Germania said urgently.

As the group shouted and looked for Gilbert, Feliciano looked in the direction of the ocean for a moment and saw Gilbert's platinum blond head bobbing up and down in the water.

"Yaaaaahhhhh!" Feliciano cried and pointed towards the ocean.

"Feli, what is it?" asked Rome.

"Gilbo! I found him," said Feliciano. "He's over there." The Italian pointed to where Gilbert was.

"Gilbo, I'm coming!" Claus said, and swam out in Gilbert's direction. When he finally got a hold of Gilbert, he swam back to shore and carried the unconscious teen to some shade and laid him on the ground.

"Gilbo, please wake up," Ludwig said in a scared voice as he watched his father try to revive his brother.

After 3 minutes, Gilbert finally woke up and coughed the water out of his lungs. When he was able to see more clearly, he saw his friends and family looking at him with relief. "That…that was not awesome," he said weakly.

"Gilbo," Roderich said tiredly. "Now will you put your water wings on?"

"Hell no," Gilbert said stubbornly as he sat up.

"Maybe you shouldn't go surfing for a bit," Rome said.

"Good idea," said Germania.

The two families then went back to their places on the sand, where they ate and stayed in the shade. Gilbert and Ludwig buried Roderich up to his head in sand.

"Gilbert! Ludwig! Get me out of here, you morons!" Roderich said angrily.

"No way," the boys said, and laughed at their cousin.

Ivan Braginski then came along and sat on Roderich and smiled creepily at him.

Gilbert and Ludwig, who recognized Ivan as the boy who had scared them at the airport 7 years earlier, got scared and cowered behind their mother and father's beach umbrella, hoping Ivan somehow wouldn't see them there.

"GAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Roderich screamed. "Get off me!"

"Soon, everyone will become one with Mother Russia," said Ivan, still smiling that scary smile.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Roderich yelled and struggled under the Russian.

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