*Just a mild warning about some content that maybe interpreted as offensive or gross*

The three Germanic cousins had sworn themselves to secrecy over your 'clothing malfunction', not even Berwald found out about it; Gilbert wasn't punished over it either due to it being an accident that could have happened at anytime with anyone. The rest of the weekend was over in a blink of an eye, but the whole Sunday you found yourself drowning in alone time; by drowning I mean you were lapping up the blissful time. Your new uniform design was 'interesting', but bearable; the buttoned up shirt was replaced by a buttonless white pull over shirt with sleeves that met to your wrists, the skirt was now the same material except in a dress/overall type design that met up to your knees. It was a lot better than the other uniform not just for functionality reasons, but comfort as well.

The school's auditorium was filled to the brim for Monday morning's assembly to give the week's notices; like usual you were seated beside Berwald, but Gilbert wasn't next to you this time; he was now standing up on stage beside Mr. Germaina, his grandfather.

Mr. Germaina: addressing the whole school
I will be leaving the island today...

Mumbles and whispering cut off the principal halfway through his notice; then silence fell as he muttered something in German through the microphone.

Mr. Germania: staring into the crowd with no emotion
Due to business engagements, but shall return by tomorrow. This means Gilbert will be given full control over the school and island on a trial basses.
That is all for today; assembly is over, so make your way to class.

You looked up at Gilbert as he stood beside his grandfather and couldn't help but wonder is Gilbert was up to the task?

...

Chemistry class is rather fun when partnered up with Ivan, in all truths he isn't that bad; then again you had a feeling he has a small crush on you. Making someone breaking into violent blushes as soon as you call their name or accidental brushed your elbow up against theirs was admittedly a 'little' enjoyable; being that this is the first time you've seen that someone might actually 'like' you in this way. And who knows, maybe you both might just have chemistry in 'more than one way'. Although there is one 'minor' issue being that he wants to destroy the Little Miss Cyber blog and obliterate its creator; if he knew who you were, this would be unbelievably awkward.
As you both worked on constructing a formula to calculate just how much gun powder was required to make the firecracker lift off, a knock on the door which was soon opened by Alfred distracted you; why is he showing up for class late.

Mr. Lamb: lifting up his safety glasses and looking at Alfred
Ah Alfie ol' boy! Is there a reason as to why your showing up to class late?

Alfred walked up to the friendly man and handed him a note; then the teacher's eyebrow arched as he scanned over it.

Alfred: shrugging his shoulders
She kinda has to come, Mr. Germaina's orders.

Ivan looked over at you with concern as soon as he heard the key word 'she' which basically only implies to you, sense your the only 'she'. From the corner of your eye you also saw Berwald glancing at your direction with concern as well.

Mr. Lamb: handing back the note to Alfred
Righty'o then! (Looking at you) Looks like you'll be busy for the rest of the day ____.

This seemed a little 'strange', being that you weren't ever warned about leaving classes today, plus Gilbert is the one who is in charge all day; what exactly is he playing at?

...

Alfred had took you to Mr. Germaina's office, but you could hear laughing and cheering going on inside; what exactly is Gilbert up to?
As soon as the door swung open you saw a pool table, with Mathias, Antonio, Francis and Gilbert all playing a round; there was a huge buffet of junk food, sweets, questionable beverages, chocolate fountains, cheese fondue, seafood and a fountain that had champagne drizzling down. The office was surprisingly big, sense it comfortably hosted the pool table, the huge buffet table, a karaoke stage along with an old fashion jukebox, a corner that was packed out with gaming consoles and a massive flat screen, a stuffed yak, vintage pinball machine and a jacuzzi? Alfred waisted no time and sprung into action at the buffet table, leaving you awestruck in the doorframe with your jaw gaping open. Antonio was the first to make note of your existence and twirled his pool cue around in his fingers while he waited for his turn.

Antonio: cheery
Halo (hello) ____! Come play a round!

Your eyes glanced up at Gilbert who was lining up his shot and sent you a quick smile as he turned his head to face you; did he literally get all his friends and you out of class for a whole day just to have fun, while goofing of in the principal's office?

Gilbert: sitting on top of the pool table and disturbing the game
Velcome to Mi Casa La Awesome! (My house the awesome)

Antonio cringed as he listened to the albino butcher the Spanish language.
Mathias was now seated on top of the stuffed yak wearing a plastic crown on his head and whistled to get your attention.

Mathias: tilting the crown back a bit
Elska! (Love) This is Lego! The party yak and our close friend!

The stuffed yak's name is... Lego?
How did they even get that thing?

Splashing distracted you from your train of thought and you immediately looked over at the jacuzzi; surprise surprise, Francis was now seated in it with a glass of champagne wedged between his fingers. It didn't take long before Alfred and Antonio made a beeline to the warm bubbling water; Alfred's hands were full of burgers, but he still jumped into the jacuzzi anyway.

Mathias: getting your attention
Wanna come up on Lego?

You: mumbling and waving your hands in a cross
Oh... No...no, no, no--

Gilbert: snatching you up bridal style
It's okay ___; Lego is very nice.

Before you had the chance to argue, Gilbert chucked you up to Mathias, now you were awkwardly seated in front of Mathias on a stuffed yak, with a bunch boys cheering.

Alfred: standing up in the hot tub and lifting up a burger in a celebrating stance
Dudette is now officially one of us! Lego the party yak as approved of her initiation! ONE OF US! ONE OF US!

All the boys: chanting in unison
ONE OF US! ONE OF US! ONE OF US!

Your one of them?
You were initiated?

Tears filled up your fragile (e/c) eyes and this overwhelming feeling filled your body; are you finally being subjected to the feeling of being accepted? You weren't being judged for how you look, your wealth, personality; you were beginning to understand how it feels to have friends other than your brothers, now you felt so alive.
You leaned your head over the stuffed yak's and gave Lego a big kiss on the cheek, earning a tsunami of cheers. You looked up and smiled at all the joyful faces, granted you'd never suspected that you would make friends in a principal's office filled with foreign boys and a stuffed yak, but then again... Life is unpredictable.
Suddenly you felt a pair of hands wrapped around your waist, then next thing you knew you were slung over Matthias's shoulder, finally you found yourself falling into the jacuzzi; time slowed down as you attempted to process what was happening. The moment you hit the water and resurfaced looking like a drowned rat in shell shock the whole party mood was massacred; wide eyed Mathias was now the main interest of everyone, sending him foul looks. Once he finally caught onto what had happened, he was a begging mess, constantly apologising; this was all in vain though, because Gilbert ordered them to stay in the office while he went with you to a separate part of the office to find you a new pair of dry clothes.

...

How big is this office? Geez, it has the main office, a bathroom, bedroom and separate bar room; also turns out that the jacuzzi actually belongs to the office, makes one question about Mr. Germania's level of professionalism.
As you finished drying yourself off you took a look at the only outfit Gilbert was able to find, you told him that it would be fine, but you never saw what it was actually like; now that your looking at it you began to regret taking the outfit.
You really didn't have a choice in wearing it either, wear your soggy uniform or... Th-this maid cosplay outfit? Either way your dignity is a goner...
As you dressed yourself slowly into 'the threads of moral-less integrity', you couldn't help but wonder what a maid cosplay outfit was doing in the principal's second bedroom; seriously questioning his professionalism... Is he cross dresser maybe, that would explain his long hair.
The jokes you cracked only provided comfort for a few pitiful seconds, snapping you back into reality that your still going to need to face Gilbert and the others dressed in THIS!

Gilbert: knocking on the door
____? Are jou done in there?

You: sighing
Is this really, all?

Gilbert: opening up the door
Ja... But it doesn't look that bad on jou.

You: suddenly looking up at him and blushing
I-I could have been getting dressed!

Gilbert: smirking
But jou already are.

That's not the point you were trying to prove, knock first, bud'o!

You: shyly answering
I meant you should have knocked, first.

Gilbert smiled at you and snatched at one of your hands, spinning you around as he twisted that hand around, pulling you into a hug. Your chin rested on his shoulder, as his rested on yours; the hug was long, passionate and heartwarming, you felt like you've known him for an eternity and he felt the exact same.

Gilbert: whispering into your ear
Please don't leave me ____, jou returned a sparkle back to mein scary red eyes.

You: slightly taken back by his words
Their not scary, they are as red as passion and sparkle like a royal ruby does.

His grip on you tightened for a second and a small whimper escaped through his nose; he was struggling so immensely to hold back his tears, but sometimes you need to cry to show that your strong.

You: patting his back
It's okay, just cry, I'm not going anywhere and I won't let anyone see.

Gilbert: snorting out
Ich liebe dich! (I love you)

You didn't have the slight ideas of what he said, but just assumed that he thanked you, what happened next made you doubt that.
He released you from the hug and pushed you onto the bed in the room, waisting no time with dominating you by hovering over you; an evil look in his eyes made his Royal rubies look terrifying and drowning in lust. You were at a lost of words as he's gentle nature disappeared, he was forceful, rough and dominating as he pinned your hands down above your head; was this his true nature and everything else was a very well designed plan? His head dipped down closer to yours, bring his lips just a few millimetres away from yours and took a feisty nib at your bottom lip; you screamed out in pain and twisted your hips in hopes of getting him away from you. Instead he looked into your (e/c) eyes and giggled something about knowing that you were perfect for him. His eyes traced down to the frilly maid costume and played with some of the ruffles that were used as straps to hold the dress up; this was when you bursted out into an uncontrollable fit of tears, balling out your eyes in hopes of getting him to stop messing around.

Gilbert: rubbing your check
It vhile be fine mein little fräulein (miss), Ich liebe dich (I love you).

There it was again, you need to know what it means!

Before you were able to ask him, shivers were sent down your spine as you felt his hands grazing up and down your bare stomach and side. More tears began to roar out again, but he stopped doing that only moments after he released something. The albino pushed himself off of you and gave you some space as he stared at you like you were a ghost; it happened, someone had finally seen something that you've kept hidden for longer than your blog.

Gilbert: gesturing with his hands
Lift it up again, show me...

You shook your head in response and wrapped your arms around your waist, letting your tears continue to poor down. He wanted to see what you were hiding again, so he took measures into his old hands; successfully forcing you down onto the bed again, except this time you tried to fight back, helplessly. Your hands were pinned up over your head, legs pressed together in between Gilbert's, the end of the dress was flipped up over your head so you were blinded as he examined your torso. Your body was riddled with scares, ranging from sizes, colour tones and unknown causes for him to be concerned over. He managed to tilt your body to the side and noticed that the scaring also goes all around your back as well; how did the rest of your body manage not to be scared, but only your stomach and back. It appears that Gilbert must have been able to block out your crying, while being so heavily focused on your maimed body, because he also blocked out the sound of the bedroom door opening as well. However someone else's yelling snapped him out of this and he slid down your dress before anyone was able to sneak a peak; you on the other hand were in a great deal of stress and were on the borderline of snapping into a panic attack. You tilted your head to the side with tears in your eyes and saw Berwald and Ivan walking over to you both, both steaming with a furious glare and death dancing in every breath they exhaled.

Gilbert: jumping off the bed
GET OUT! THIS CONCERNS NEITHER OF JOU!

With that said Berwald delivered a quick kick to Gilbert's chest hunching him over, leaving the rest up to Ivan.

Ivan: death glaring Gilbert
Think of this a a quick break, da? Because as soon as ____ is out of this room, nothing is holding me back from killing you.

Ivan wouldn't actually kill Gilbert, would he?

More tears began to stream from your eyes as Berwald began to carry you away, you didn't want Gilbert to be injured; turns out Berwald picked up on what the new tears were about.

Berwald: grunting at Ivan
Noting too serious, for her sake.

The Russian was shocked by that statement and watched as you clung to Berwald with tears raging out, he didn't want to see you like that, but in a way the Russian wished it was him that was being your knight in shinning armour.

You: gasping through your teeth as Berwald closed the bedroom door
H-h-how d-did you fi-nd me?

Berwald: focusing to find his way out of the halls
Ivan and I heard crying, that's all.

No way would the Swede admit that both him and the Russian had a bad feeling about you leaving class earlier and having the whole day off, so after chemistry they both ditched their other classes and worked together like worried mothers to find you.

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Sorry if this grosses out anyone or upsets them, I'll add a warning in the front of this chapter is anyone thinks it's necessary.

Thank you for reading!

~BlueTimeFly