Author's Note: I'm chopping this story up into small chapters. It was originally other 5,000 words and Ludwig hadn't even finished college yet. It was getting to big for me to read and add thing to, so it's now sectioned. Hence, I apologise if the chapters do not transition smoothly. PS thank you Churchmaine (that's not her name by the way).

'Big class' had more learning than play. They had to learn how to read properly, which Berwald was beginning to become quite good at, and how to deal with maths, which Ludwig was good at. Now they were six they could play football outside, a very popular choice for the boys. Ludwig and Berwald were just average at this age. Ludwig was losing his pinkness whilst Berwald gained colour. Berwald was also filling out; his mother realised that she could make him eat by claiming that a proper chef made it.

The two were now firm friends. They always sat next to each other and were each other's partners for work and trips. The two were inseparable and stayed away from other children, unless it was for football. Ludwig was more enthusiastic at football than Berwald, but it was Berwald who was more likely to communicate with the other children than his German friend. In the classroom, the two boys helped each other out and used dogs and football for their work.

"If you have two footballs and then I gave you two footballs, how many footballs do you have?"

"Too many." Answered Berwald.

They also got better with names, except Feliciano stayed as "Cat Boy" and Mathias who stayed as "Maths" or "Hedgehog".

When it rained, they could not play football. Berwald and Ludwig drew dogs and footballs or practiced reading about breeds of dogs. Ludwig wanted to hug every single one of them and tell them all that they were good boys. Ludwig had not realised that girls existed.

Feliciano was playing dress up again with the girls. Today he was a little cleaner, with an apron over his green dress. He brushed the carpet and wiggled and hummed as he cleaned.

Ludwig looked at Berwald. Berwald nodded.

"I'm the king and I h-have something to tell you." Ludwig stammered as he approached him, with a makeshift crown Berwald had made just for this occasion.

"Yes, Your Majesty?"

"You are best boy and the bestest cleaner. Good job." Ludwig then stuck a 'Good work!' sticker onto the shorter boy's apron. Feliciano covered his own cheeks, something he saw princesses do on TV, and gave Ludwig a kiss on the cheek. Ludwig gave a tiny gasp and wandered back over to Berwald, who had been distracted by Mathias. Ludwig found a crying Mathias and a lot of Lego.

"How did it go?"

"He did this thing. It was nice."

"What thing?"

Ludwig then clumsily kissed Berwald's cheek, almost falling over with concentration.

"Oh! A kissy!"

"What's a 'kissy'?"

"It's a way of telling someone that they are a good boy."

Ludwig gasped in awe. He wished he knew this so he could have given Cat Boy a kissy. Ludwig, filled with knowledge and determination, decided to give Cat Boy a kissy, but first he had other people to kissy. He lifted Egg out of his book and gave him a kiss. He then gave Berwald's cheek a kiss, because he thought Berwald was a good boy too.

"Ewwww! Ludwig and Berwald are kissing!" Mathias screamed, seeking revenge for his Lego mansion.

"You're just jealous because no one wants to kissy you b-because no one thinks you're a good boy!" Berwald fought back. Mathias ran off crying, neglecting his mansion altogether.

To everyone else in their class, Berwald and Ludwig were the quiet ones and were often unnoticed. The two found that they could swap identities too as long as one of them wore glasses. The two thought it was such fun to pretend to be each other. They had a competition on who was best at pretending to be the other person. Ludwig, at this stage, was winning due to his ability to do a Swedish-Chef style accent. The two boys even convinced the other children that they were twins. Ludwig's older brother, Gilbert, also helped their ruse by confirming to the children that they were twins.

Ludwig's grandpa picked him and Gilbert up every day. Often Berwald's mother came late but one day she came early, as she got let off from work earlier than usual. Ludwig ran up to Berwald and celebrated over a dog that had barked at him across the road. Berwald's mother was so relieved to find that her awkward son had met a friend. Ludwig's grandpa and Berwald's mother swapped details so that the two could play outside school and now Berwald could come home with Ludwig and wait for his mother there, as the three of them lived only around the corner from the Swedish boy's house.

They spent their days playing football in Ludwig's back garden and asking Gilbert about birds. Gilbert loved birds the way Ludwig loved dogs. Unfortunately for the two brothers, they had a cat. A very cute grey cat called Germouser. He had a grumpy face and liked to prowl around in search of intruders. Berwald and Ludwig loved him and gave him 'kissies' for being a good cat. Berwald, if he got bored of playing football, often went off to plait Ludwig's grandpa's hair, something he learnt from reading his mother's fashion magazines.

"Mr. Grandpa," Berwald asked, tugging up at Ludwig's grandpa's sleeve, "Can Ludwig come back to my house when Mama comes? I want to show him my cat too."

Ludwig's grandpa thought he was adorable, so he ruffled Berwald's hair and nodded.

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