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Chapter 6
The son rose, its light filtering through the window into the room where Gil slept. He yawned and sat up, still half asleep, trudging to the shower.
The cold water helped wake him up, and he dressed in his black uniform before walking down the dark stairs, into the kitchen where the light was on, and Ludwig was cooking .
"What dragged you out of bed already?" he asked over his shoulder
"Damn sun." he growled, plunking down in a chair, throwing his hat next to Ludwig's on the table.
Ludwig shoulder's moved with a silent laugh.
"What are we doing today Luddy?"
There was a pause before his answer "Just some city work, the army's already on the move."
Gil sighed
No fun work today in other words. Damn, being a soldier's more fun than this crap.
Ludwig turned around and walked over with food, sitting down.
Gil almost fell out of his chair.
Ludwig's hair was its usual neat slicked back self, but his eyes were wild looking, and there were large bags under his eyes, like he didn't sleep. A slight crazy smile was also on his face.
"Are you on drugs?" Gilbert asked, in all seriousness
"….What?"
"Are you?"
"No…?" was his confused reply
"Did you sleep last night?" Gil questioned
"Uh no, had work to do."
Gil rolled his eyes.
Well, that explains that….close enough
The twisted smile was gone now, but the image was for sure burned into Gil's mind.
"What are we doing today?"
"Just some city work, nothing exciting really…" Ludwig answered, looking away and sipping his coffee
Gilbert sighed, and stood up with his plate, placing it on the counter. Ludwig finished his coffee and did the same, and Gil took his hat and walked to the door.
"So city work means what exactly?"
Ludwig froze.
Bruder won't like at all what it really is, and he wouldn't listen to what boss says, though he's right… Wait I got an office…
"It's just promoting and propaganda, recruiting." He lied with a smile
Gilbert mentally winced. He hated that type of stuff.
"I have an office, but it's not used at the moment, you want to get some desk chairs and things like that in there?"
Gilbert mentally winced again.
Be interior decorator, or be a town crier…what's the lesser of two evils?
"Sure, I'll be your interior decorator."
"Hey! It's half your office to!" Ludwig yelled
Gilbert smirked "Ill by your interior decorator, and mine."
Ludwig sighed and threw him keys for the office.
"It's in the same government building where my boss is."
Gil nodded and walked out the door, followed by Ludwig.
"See you tonight then bruder." Gil said before walking down the street
Ludwig nodded and got in his car, firing up the engine, and driving off.
Gilbert again noticed people on the curbs and in the gutters, and looked at them confused. But as before, if he stepped close to them, they ran off. People on the sidewalk often stopped and saluted him before they continued on their way.
Ludwig's city is too confusing…
He walked up the great steps and through the huge doors into the familiar looking hall.
The keys had an engraving in them reading 677, and on the right hand side of the doors, brass numbers marked the room. He wandered down the richly decorated hall and found his room tucked way back in the right hall. He opened the door, just a regular door, not even mahogany, just pine stained in color.
Inside he saw a rather large room, a few bookcases, some desks and chairs shoved in a dusty corner. A light hung from the ceiling, and Gil found the switch, illuminating the room, finding dust everywhere.
Lovely…It looks like my kings brain. Dusty and cluttered with useless crap.
He smiled, amused by his thought. He unbuttoned the stupid black jacket and took off his hat and white gloves, throwing them onto a table outside against the wall. His gun was still at his side, contrasting against his white shirt.
He got to work, opening the ventilation and door as wide as he could before moving the books cases against the wall, centering the one desk, and wiping down the chairs with his hand. He found the other desk buried under maps and books.
Choking on dust, he slowly got the books on to the shelves, and then hung the maps on the west wall. Behind the desks he hung a large map of Germany and even went down the hall and got a banner.
He grinned, and started putting together the desks. By the time he was done, night had fallen, and Ludwig stood at the door of the building, still outside. Gilbert coughed, and turned out the light, throwing the jacket on but not buttoning it. His gloves were in his pocket, and his hat on his head at a sideways angle.
He rushed to the door, ready to go home and find Ludwig.
Ludwig meanwhile strode into the building, and almost collided with his brother.
"Gil!" Ludwig barked as he dodged the speeding albino.
Gil smiled, and taking his brothers hand, running childishly down the hall to the room.
Ludwig blushed, hating looking so…stupid.
Gil let go of him at the door, he was grinning like a lunatic.
"Well, look bruder!"
Ludwig sighed and opened the door, but at seeing how nice the room was he stood amazed.
Against the right wall were two book cases stocked with books. The opposite wall had maps of Europe, and the larger countries and one of just Prussia, and the wall behind the desks had a banner and another map. The desks Gil had mad very nicely, and even organized.
By the door were two flags, the banner and the German flag.
"I really should be an interior decorator huh?" Gilbert asked, smirking from the hallway
Ludwig laughed lightly "I didn't think it was possible for you to out this together so nicely."
"I can be neat you know!"
Ludwig laughed, and turned the light off in the room.
"Thanks bruder."
Gil smiled and nodded, and walked down the hallway towards their car.
Ludwig followed his brother, and walked into the cold black night. Gilbert hopped into the car, shivering against the cold leather. Ludwig sat down and started the car, driving down the empty road home.
Gilbert yawned, wanting to just go to bed once he got home.
Ludwig pulled into the driveway, and Gil jumped out and walked into the house.
He saw a letter on the table, and picked it up.
For me…? Who sends me letters…?
He opened the letter, not noticing Ludwig walk in.
The King seeks audience with Herr Gilbert Bielschdmit. Depart soon as possible.
That was all the letter said
"What's that?" Ludwig asked
"A letter… I need to go to Prussia…"
Ludwig looked confused "Why?"
"I don't know… I…I'll leave tomorrow." Gilbert said slowly
What the hell does my King want? Nothing can be wrong to the point he needs me…to the point he'd admit needing me. Hm…I guess I'll find out…
Ludwig nodded "And you'll be back…?"
"Yeah, of course. Just don't know when…"
And with that, he walked up the stairs, his mind racing.
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