So many judgmental glares....
Just why?
It's not like either of you are hurting anyone.

Your hand tightly grasped onto Ivan's as you both made your way down the corridor, on the way to the student council room, where SURPRISE SURPRISE, you will be spending countless hours in as the Vice President. It seems that Ivan didn't care that he didn't win either position and in all honestly you have a hunch that he only joined just to make the election more interesting instead of only two candidates. You both stood with hands locked, in front of a door with slightly chipped white paint around a silver plark with 'Student Council' engraved into it. A sigh slivered from your mouth and with a twitch from your eyebrow, you stopped straining your eyes from intensely watching the door. You slipped your hand from Ivan's loose grip while your other hand twisted the doorknob, but before the door was completely opened, you felt a tight grip securing your fingertips.

You: slowly turning your head to face Ivan
...hey... I kinda need all of me right now.
See you at lunch?

Ivan: looking at your hand and then up at you
D-da... (Y-yes)

You: softly smiling
Good.
Uh... My fingertips please.

He looked back down at your hand and slightly added a little extra pressure for a second; skimming his thumb across your backhand and released it. With a flash of a small smile, the Russian giant walked his way down the hallway solo; as quite as a lost sailor stranded in the middle of the ocean on his hundredth night in a row. You didn't think much of it and proceeded with opening up the door.

"WATCH OUT ELSKA!" (Love)

Instinctively you ducked and a massive cream pie flew over your head and out into the hallway.

*SMACK*
"WHO THE BLOODY HELL JUST THREW A PIE AT ME!? FIRST I SLIPPED ON PISS AND NOW SOME WANKER THREW A PIE AT ME!? AM I NOT ALLOWED TO WALK IN THE HALLWAYS WITHOUT A TWIT DOING SOMETHING!?!?"

You: peering your head around the door and snickering
Nice one!
You got Arthur square in the face!

Mathias: zooming around the room on an office chair
WELCOME ELSKA! (Love)

You stood up and took in the room...

Damn where is everyone?
...
Gilbert?

Gilbert looked up at you from the meeting table he lifelessly inhabited, but soon darted his attention away from you the minute he realised you noticed he was looking at you.

Mathias: kicking off a wall and sliding the chair to the table
Sit sit! Time to discuss! (wink)

You raised an eyebrow and pulled out a chair, looking at the two with curiosity as you sat down.

Mathias: trying to act professional
You may wonder why we gather you here to day miss (last name)...
And yes! I do wake up looking like this.
The sky is gorgeous and the birds a tw---

Gilbert: slamming his bare hand against the desk and snarling
Dummkopf! (Idiot)

Both you and Mathias leaned back from Gilbert's unpredictable outburst. The eyes of the ruby eyed albino rolled as he leaned back in his set, making you the last face he glanced at.

Gilbert: huffing
Zthe reason vhy (last name) is here, Mathias... Hurry up and tell her.

Mathias: awkwardly looking at Gilbert
R-right...

The room fell silent as the Dane lost his train of thought, the awkward atmosphere made you uncomfortable, but nonetheless you had a sneaking suspicion as to why you were here with these two.

You: glaring at them both
Are you guys trying to blackmail me?

Mathias: clicking his fingers enthusiastically
OH YEAH!
That's exactly why your here! We are the only ones that now your LMC and if you want us to keep it a secret, you're going to do some stuff for us... Especially now that your with the Russian Yeti, you might want to keep it even more secretive, sense he wants to painfully eliminate the person behind the famous alias and all, hmm?

Gilbert: avoiding eye contact and mumbling
Jou made zthis too easy for us.

You: concerned
I-I still have n-no idea h-how you both found out ab-about it...

Mathias: folding his arms and grinning
Gilbert can answer that for you elska (love)

Your (e/c) eyes darted to Gilbert, demanding an answer and all her offered was an eye roll, followed by the answer dripping in guilt and heartbreak.

Gilbert: hesitating
J-jour ch-chatty vhen dr-drunk.

THAT BASTARD GOT YOU DRUNK!!!
... AGAIN?!

Without any warning you stood up, calmly tucked in your chair and walked back towards the door; emotionless from the betrayal.

Mathias: calling out to you
C'ya later!
All we needed was to tell you this and obviously you can't tell anyone... (Smug tone) Your 'work' starts Monday after school.

...

Delicately your fingers pressed down each individual key, playing your life away as you spend countless hours of the day on the same song and the only song you knew how to play on the piano. The lonesome music room filled you with passion and an endless desire just to repeat and repeat and repeat the song; the dim and spacious room was dramatic, yet comforting. Why was Adrian's passion your new 'safety blanket'?

Is it true?
The definition of a madman is someone who repeats something endlessly, expecting a different outcome...
Or are they just called scientists?
Are you a 'musical scientist' repeating your 'experiment' trying to find a 'variable' that will change EVERYTHING?

Time slowed down as a finger traveled down to the next key, just like a perfectly oiled machine; an endless loop and a harsh cycle with no way out... Until someone cried, but not from your eyes.

The music room doors swung open and in stormed a blizzard of strength and aggressive yelling. You were so heavily startled that you were saved from the vicious trap of 'mindless repetition' and fell over backwards, slamming your back against the cold hard waxed white tiled flooring, while your legs remained hooked over the piano stool. The impact was barely noticed, but the exploding German outburst wasn't missed, all your attention was glued onto him. Instruments were thrown, priceless damage was inflicted on them, tears streamed from his seemingly current soulless blue eyes, his voice bellowed and not even for a second did he seem to have noticed a very awkwardly starring girl smushed against the floor while her legs just casually chill out against a plush leather stool. The violence seemed to simmer down and he smothered his face into the safety of his palms, sliding down the wall and crying his soul away, being in the most vulnerable state you've ever seen Ludwig. You had to do something, but what?

You: crunching down in front of him
L-Ludwig?

HOLY FRECKLED MARGARITA!!!!
HOW THE HECK DID YOU GET OFF YOUR BACK AND WALK OVER TO LUDWIG!?!??
BODY!!!! MIND IS IN CONTROL!!! WORK AS A TEAM AND MAYBE WE'LL STOP BEING AN AWKWARD FAILED ATTEMPT AT HUMAN LIFE!!!!

He ignored you, so you tried to pursue to gain his attention again.

You: shaking with nerves
L-Lu---

You were cut off as Ludwig backhand slapped you across the face with no warning, but... But it was only a tap?

Ludwig: sobbing through his words
I-I-I c-can't hu-rt j-jou!!!

Sudden alarm bells in your head went off, now you were captivated by what he was on about.

Instinctively you strained to pry his face from his hands and wrapped him into a forceful hug, kneeling down you made him wrap his arms around you and pushed his head against your chest, slowly kneading your fingers through his overly jelled back hair.

You: hushing him
Shhhhh... Luddy, just stay like this for a while... T-tell me what's wrong once your calm. Just listen to the rhythm of my heartbeat, it's not going anywhere and will protect all it cares for... Shhhhhh...

His tears lasted for what seemed to be an eternity, but sure enough 'the storm lifted' and he's bloodshot eyes ran out of tears to shed, showing sighs that intelligent blue eyes once roamed his being.

Both of you sat crossed legged, sending small smiles to one another.

You: tucking your knees into your chest
So wanna tell me?

Ludwig: huffing
I can't tell jou, I'm a disgrace to my family name and aren't vorthy of being the second in line to succeed my grandfather.

You: tilting your head
Hey, your not a disgrace, Lud... No mater what you will say and do in your life, you'll ALWAYS worthy of the universe. I've been told a lot of stuff in my life, even if you killed a man, I know it was something you can't control.

Ludwig: looking you in the eyes with a tear sliding down
Zth-zthis IS something I-I can't... Control.

You tugged on his hands and put them in your lap, coaching him on, showing that you'll never hate nor discard him for what he's about to say.

Ludwig: slamming his eyes shut and choking on his words
I-I

You: curious
Yea?

Ludwig: stammering
I-I l-l-Lo-ve h-hi---

He loved 'hi'?
Oh god is Ludwig admitting he's a stoner?

Ludwig: finishing
--m

What now?
So much confusion...
So much German accent...
Such clammy hands Ludwig has right now...
... Maybe just play on with this and see what happens
Okay, got it... Act casual..

You: shrugging
Oh, I already had a feeling you did.... No biggy, I still think of you the same way.

Ludwig: not sure how to feel
J-jou did?

You: acting normal and looking down at your fingernails
Pfft! I know things, I've seen things... I learn things before anyone even knows it themselves.

Ludwig: raising an eyebrow at you
But it's not common nor normal... I'm an oddity and a disgrace for it, _____!

You: sending him a sassy glare
It's totally the norm, Luddy! Be loud and proud about it blood pudding!

He stared at you with confusion from the weird nickname... Okay so maybe 'blood pudding' is an 'unusual' name to call a friend, but too late to take it back; instead you sent him a challenging glare.

You: locking eyes with him
Well, are you proud of it?

Ludwig: intensely staring back at you
T-to be gay?

WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
....................... Safe to say... Now that was a surprise!

You jumped onto your feet with enthusiasm and tried to hull Ludwig onto his feet while prancing around and giggling.

You: hugging him
ONEHSUSBSJISHMSNSJABSBJXSSHKSJSNSKSHNSKSBSN!!!!
GAHHHHH HAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!

Ludwig: watching you let go and freak out
I-is that bad?

You: leaping around like an idiot
I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!!!! W-WHO DO YOU HAVE FEELINGS FOR!?!?!?!?

Ludwig: blushing
Aahhhhh....

You: Commanding an answer in a sudden demon voice
TELL MEH!!!!!!

Ludwig's eyes shot wide open and looked at you as you stood in a disfigured and contorted way, almost as if you were possessed.

Ludwig: answering you
F-Feliciano!

Your head flung back the moment you head the name and then cracked your neck, putting on your best game face possible.

You: looking back at Ludwig and strutting over towards the door in the most gangster way possible
Then let's go get you some Italiano ass...

Ludwig: calling out to stop you
____! Careful jou need to open zthe d---

*BANG*

Ludwig: sighing
... Door first...

"HAHAHAHA I JUST GOT A FREE NOSE JOB!"

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