Gilbert Beilshmidt was living his worst nightmare. Seriously, this was totally unawesome. No one would ever let him live it down if it really did happen. Besides that, he didn't want him to be scared! He was his little brother after all!
He had done it. He had actually lost Ludwig.
He had to find him before Mattie or Feli or anyone else noticed! So he did the most awesome thing he could think of doing right now. Because he was awesome.
He went up to a woman. "S'cuse me, miss. You have to help me find my little brother. It seems he wandered off in the crowd somewhere... He has blonde hair and blue eyes..."
"Of course, sweetie!" The woman gushed. "Poor thing! Where did you have him last?"
So then Gil and the nice lady spent the next hour or so looking for his little brother. He was about to give up hope and go home in defeat when he saw a familiar boy...
"WEST!" Gilbert ran out and clung to his brother... His muscular six foot something brother, who looked very pissed right now. The woman who had helped him looked shocked too.
"I thought your brother was little...?"
"Well, he's younger than me. But he's not like a kid or something, pfft." Gil scoffed and let go of him.
Ludwig sighed. "Danke for helping him. He's a bit of an idiot."
The woman shook her head in amazement and walked away. Gil wrapped his arms around his brother's neck to be piggyback rid home.
"Don't you ever do that again, you hear me? I was so worried!"
More like what the others would say about losing someone, Ludwig thought drily. But he said, "Ja, ja." Just the same, because he knew on some level that he had really been concerned like a good older brother.
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