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This is collection of GermanyXPrussia one-shots and mini-fics I wrote in school instead of well, working. Oh and please pardon my German. I have limited knowledge of the language, but I plan on taking it in college! (I'm graduating in two weeks! ). Also pardon any OOC. At least I tried. Anyway, on to the fic!
DISCLAIMER: I STILL do not own Hetalia.
Impatience
For once in his life, Gilbert Beillschmidt woke up before noon. As he does every morning, the Prussian went to go find his source of entertainment: his dear younger brother, Ludwig—only to be thrown out of the kitchen while the younger fixed breakfast. Obviously, this did not sit well with Gilbert, so he went into the living room to devise a plan to get the blond to pay attention to him—or at least get on his brothers nerves.
"Ludwig~!" Gilbert shouted to his brother. "Where's my wurst?!"
"It'll be done in a minute," Ludwig shouted back to the albino.
"But Weeeeeeeessssstttt!" Prussia whined. "I'm hungry now!"
Ludwig's eyebrow twitched. His brother was already a starting to get on his nerves. "That's not my fault, Bruder," the German shouted back.
A slow smirk crawls over Prussia's face. "I love it when you call me Bruder," he mumbled.
"What?" Ludwig shouted.
Gilbert faltered. He hadn't expected to be heard. Shit! What do I do?! "What?" Gilbert shouted back.
Ludwig frowned. The Prussian was just playing games with him.
Silence fell over the house and Ludwig was grateful that his brother finally shut up. That way he can finish cooking in peace.
"West?" Prussia asked, suddenly.
Ludwig poked his into the living room; glancing at his brother, he noticed that the albino was only wearing his boxer shorts. 'Humph. He's too lazy to even put clothes on'. Ludwig snapped out of his thought when he saw Gilbert looking at him expectantly. "Yes?"
"Entertain me."
Ludwig frowned. "Nien, Bruder. Entertain yourself."
Prussia pouted. "But Weeeesssst!" he whined. "I'm bored and hungry!"
"Like I said, that's not my fault, Bruder. Now wait one damn minute and I'll be done!" Ludwig promptly turned on his heel and exited the living room.
Gilbert pouted again and whispered to himself: "I would love to hear him scream bruder when he—"
Ludwig poked his head back into the living room. "Did you say something?"
Gilbert jumped into the air and gave a "manly" squeak. "N-Nien."
Ludwig knew his brother was lying but he decided to play along so he could finish brunch. "Oh, okay then." The blond returned to the kitchen.
Gilbert sighed with relief. 'Phew! That was close!'
Silence fell over the house once again as Ludwig finished cooking his meal and while Gilbert figured out how he was going to annoy Ludwig again. A smirk crawled over Gilbert's face.
"Weeeeeeesssssttt!" Gilbert shouted.
"What now?" Ludwig yelled, obviously irrated by Gilbert and his ways.
"I want you."
Ludwig, who was taking a hearty swing of beer, promptly spit out his drink. 'Is Gilbert being serious or is he just being a douche again?"
The Prussian jumped up at the sound of hearing his brother choking. He knew Ludwig would be fine—he just likes fucking with his brother.
And yes, Gilbert just implied that.
After Ludwig calmed himself down, he entered the living room where his brother was standing up. Ludwig raised an eyebrow at his brother but didn't say anything.
"West?"
"The wurst is done."
Prussia grinned. "YAY! Ich libe dich!" Gilbert ran over to his brother and threw his arms around his brother's mouth and smashing their lips together.
Ludwig's eyes widened and he blushed hard. Before he could even think to respond to the kiss, Gilbert pulled away and was running into the kitchen, chanting: "WURST, WURST, WURST!!"
Ludwig sighed at his brother's actions and followed him into the kitchen—happy that the albino will be too busy stuffing his face to bother him.
Translations:
Bruder—brother
Nien—no
Ich libe dich—I love you
DISCLAIMER: I STILL do not own Hetalia.
Impatience
For once in his life, Gilbert Beillschmidt woke up before noon. As he does every morning, the Prussian went to go find his source of entertainment: his dear younger brother, Ludwig—only to be thrown out of the kitchen while the younger fixed breakfast. Obviously, this did not sit well with Gilbert, so he went into the living room to devise a plan to get the blond to pay attention to him—or at least get on his brothers nerves.
"Ludwig~!" Gilbert shouted to his brother. "Where's my wurst?!"
"It'll be done in a minute," Ludwig shouted back to the albino.
"But Weeeeeeeessssstttt!" Prussia whined. "I'm hungry now!"
Ludwig's eyebrow twitched. His brother was already a starting to get on his nerves. "That's not my fault, Bruder," the German shouted back.
A slow smirk crawls over Prussia's face. "I love it when you call me Bruder," he mumbled.
"What?" Ludwig shouted.
Gilbert faltered. He hadn't expected to be heard. Shit! What do I do?! "What?" Gilbert shouted back.
Ludwig frowned. The Prussian was just playing games with him.
Silence fell over the house and Ludwig was grateful that his brother finally shut up. That way he can finish cooking in peace.
"West?" Prussia asked, suddenly.
Ludwig poked his into the living room; glancing at his brother, he noticed that the albino was only wearing his boxer shorts. 'Humph. He's too lazy to even put clothes on'. Ludwig snapped out of his thought when he saw Gilbert looking at him expectantly. "Yes?"
"Entertain me."
Ludwig frowned. "Nien, Bruder. Entertain yourself."
Prussia pouted. "But Weeeesssst!" he whined. "I'm bored and hungry!"
"Like I said, that's not my fault, Bruder. Now wait one damn minute and I'll be done!" Ludwig promptly turned on his heel and exited the living room.
Gilbert pouted again and whispered to himself: "I would love to hear him scream bruder when he—"
Ludwig poked his head back into the living room. "Did you say something?"
Gilbert jumped into the air and gave a "manly" squeak. "N-Nien."
Ludwig knew his brother was lying but he decided to play along so he could finish brunch. "Oh, okay then." The blond returned to the kitchen.
Gilbert sighed with relief. 'Phew! That was close!'
Silence fell over the house once again as Ludwig finished cooking his meal and while Gilbert figured out how he was going to annoy Ludwig again. A smirk crawled over Gilbert's face.
"Weeeeeeesssssttt!" Gilbert shouted.
"What now?" Ludwig yelled, obviously irrated by Gilbert and his ways.
"I want you."
Ludwig, who was taking a hearty swing of beer, promptly spit out his drink. 'Is Gilbert being serious or is he just being a douche again?"
The Prussian jumped up at the sound of hearing his brother choking. He knew Ludwig would be fine—he just likes fucking with his brother.
And yes, Gilbert just implied that.
After Ludwig calmed himself down, he entered the living room where his brother was standing up. Ludwig raised an eyebrow at his brother but didn't say anything.
"West?"
"The wurst is done."
Prussia grinned. "YAY! Ich libe dich!" Gilbert ran over to his brother and threw his arms around his brother's mouth and smashing their lips together.
Ludwig's eyes widened and he blushed hard. Before he could even think to respond to the kiss, Gilbert pulled away and was running into the kitchen, chanting: "WURST, WURST, WURST!!"
Ludwig sighed at his brother's actions and followed him into the kitchen—happy that the albino will be too busy stuffing his face to bother him.
Translations:
Bruder—brother
Nien—no
Ich libe dich—I love you
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EDIT: For those of you correcting my German, I already KNOW it's wrong so you don't have to tell me. I'm busy right now with my graduation and I'll fix it when I have time. So, in the comments please tell me what you think of my story not about my fail German language.
I started a oneshot collection on fanfiction.net! The title of my
series is "Of Germans, Prussians and Random Times"!
All the fics are Germancest, so, you've been warned!
I hope you guys enjoy! Hetalia is not mine!
Hetalia (c) Himaruya
fanfic (c) me
I started a oneshot collection on fanfiction.net! The title of my
series is "Of Germans, Prussians and Random Times"!
All the fics are Germancest, so, you've been warned!
I hope you guys enjoy! Hetalia is not mine!
Hetalia (c) Himaruya
fanfic (c) me
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It's actually
Nein = No
Ich liebe dich = I love you
Everything else is correct.
Oh, and never EVER use Google translator again.
Nein = No
Ich liebe dich = I love you
Everything else is correct.
Oh, and never EVER use Google translator again.