11:45, near noon...

"Seriously, Gil..." Mattie sighs, "The living room looks like a garden." he turns his eyes on the bunch of flowers placed everywhere across the room.

"How about you put some of them in the backyard?"

"The backyard's full as well." he puts the flowers in yet another big vase,

"Wow." Gil stood beside him, joining him with arms crossed, "It's been months since I brought you flowers every night."

"Two months and a week to be exact." he faced the German and looks at him with confusion, "What's this all about?"

"W-What?" Gil blushes, "There is nothing wrong with loving you everyday Birdie!~"

"Yeah..." he mocks with a snicker, "And get some pants on..." Mattie slaps the naked German buttcheeks, "Lunch will be ready any minute now..."

Gil chuckles in hilarity and went back to his room to do what he was told.

As he took small steps to his closet, a paper crackle caught his attention,

He grabbed the sheet of paper he just stepped on and crumpled the it in a tight ball and shoots it to the trash can.

Gilbert puts on his warm yellow PJs and military green t-shirt and a sweater. Canada is as cold as ever.

*piyo**piyo*

Gilbird, a pet chick of his, softly sings as it perched on his shoulders,

*piyo**piyo*

"I know..." he sighs, talking to a bird, "It's just another Thursday for us!"

*piyo**piyo*

"I get it, I get it... Tonight I'm taking Mattie to the park, ja?"

*piyo**piyo*

"Ah, just stop that!" he stroked the soft feathers of the cute chick, "I get it already!"

*piyo*

With an annoyed eye-roll, he took the crumpled paper from the trash and stuffed it on his drawer, "Happy now?" he scorns,

*piyo*

"Don't just 'piyo' me..--"

"Gil?" his partner calls out from the kitchen, "Lunch is ready!"

"I'm coming!~"

*piyo* Gilbird joins him, flying just above his head. They both headed to where the sweet aroma of steak came from, the dining room and happily gobbles up.

"Say, Mattie." he pauses from chewing, "How about we take a walk in the park this afternoon?"

"You're on a sick leave... You should rest."

"Nein! I want to spend this holiday with you!~"

"Gil, don't be a hard-headed old man for me will ya?"

"I'm not old~"

"Gil?" Mattie stares at him with conviction, he's seriously strict about Gilbert.

"Just a walk? A little exercise with you?" he nervously chuckles,

"Have you got your meds?"

"Ja! My only medicine is your AWESOME smile, mein Birdie" *insert a Prussian eyebrow wiggle here*

"Oh, stop screwing around..." Mattie restrained his laugh, ended up smirking and snickering.

"That's mein Birdie!~"

Mattie finally agreed after countless tries and kisses, they both walk their way to the nearest park.

While striding alone the park's elegant garden under the bright orange sunset, Gil had his eyes locked on his Birdie's face, enjoying his sweet and gentle face.

*bang* "Ow!~ Verdammt!~" he exclaims, he had just bumped his head on a post.

Mattie guffaws and stroked his forehead in comfort, "Eyes ahead Gillie~"

"Your beauty is just so distracting~"

"Ah! S-Stop that!" he violently blushes and covers his face with his long sleeve, flustered like hell.

"Don't hide it! It's really AWESOME!" Gil pulled his hand away and smiles at his face,

Mattie responded with a laugh, he was about to ruffle Gil hair when he was stopped,

"Ah! Birdie! Don't touch zhe AWESOME hair today!"

"But, you like it when I ruffle your hair, what's wrong?" Mattie gave him a worried look.

"I just got my hair done!"

"That's a lie... right? You don't get your hair done, Gil."

"Cotton candy!~" Gil squeals and ran to a near cotton candy stall like a kid.

Mattie follows suit, keeping his matured composure, still a bit confused.

"Two please?" he hands out a dollar, and the vendor obeys.

"Yay!~" Gil spins around as ha savors the sweet candy melts in his mouth.

Mattie just signs, licking his with pleasure, "A child's brain trapped in an old man's body..."

"I can hear youuuuu~" Gil smirks, his eyes slowly panning to the Canadian.

Darkness covered the sky after a while,

"Dinner at an English restaurant?" Gil grins, "Ja?"

"No, you threw up last time in the table. I am not doing that again!" Mattie snobs, disapproving his partner's suggestion.

Gil pulls Mattie's shirt in a manner of a child would when demanding to his mom, "Aw~ I just want to reminisce that day~"

"If that's what you want..." secretly though, Mattie misses his mother's cooking. And that is the main reason he agreed.

"It's just a walk away there.. Let's race!" Matthew challenges,

"Oh, no.. I don't think--" Gil straightforwardly rejects with a nervous look,

"Oh yessss...We're going racing!" Mattie poses a race stance, "Three.."

"Matt--"

"Two.."

"Birdie??!!"

"One.."

"Oh mein Gott.."

"GO!!"

Realizing Gilbert's condition, Mattie only jogs for Gil to catch up, it was only for the sake of fun! But Gil  was lagging so far behind and his breaths became irregular and deep after only 6 steps or so. Mattie slows down, feeling something's off.

"Gil?" he calls out,

"W-Wait!" Gil tried jogging faster but stumbles upon a rock, "Oooffff~" he fell flat face-down on the ground.

"Oh my God! Gil!!!" Mattie ran to him and helped him up, "I never should have challenged you to a race! I am so sorry!"

"It's alright mein birdie.."

Matthew responses with a smile and then they just walked slowly to the restaurant.

"Fish and chips please?" Mattie orders,

"Fish and chips..." the waiter mutters under his breath then spoke up, "Anything else?"

"A bottle of AWESOME expensive wine!" Gil retorts,

"And a pudding." the Canadian adds,

The waiter then nods with a smile and left.

A few moments later ...

"This is actually good!" Gil compliments the classic English favorite, fish and chips.

"Yeah, my mom used to cook it for me and my brother. It's just one of a few times we would let her touch the kitchen, eh?"

"How's your brother by the way? I haven't seen him after that night."

"He's doing fine in Russia now."

Gilbert and Mattie's brother, Alfred, had a terrible fight a year ago. Alfred was very disappointed with Mattie's decision and strongly disproved of their engagement. But, the persistent German Gilbert is, he fought their love despite everything and finally won Mattie. They have already agreed and Alfred was fine with them ever since. But, through phone calls, Alfred would still remind Gil about the wellness of his brother's emotional and physical state and would threaten Gil with death if he hears anything negative about his brother.

"And this is also AWESOME! I never knew English desserts could get this delicious!" he gobbles up the chocolate pudding.

"See? I told you that you should let me pick. The last time we were here, you took the pleasure to order despite my objections and ended picking the worst English dishes ever, eh?"

"Sorry, ja?" he cooed with an apologetic tone.

"It's fine..." Mattie just smiles, expressing forgiveness.

"I'll pay." Gilbert grabs a couple of dollars and payed.

Mattie couldn't stop him now, he just blushed and said "Thank you."

10:00 P.M., they arrive to their humble home.

"Whew, that was WORTH IT!" Gil hugs his partner as he howls in glee, "Time for the BEST AWESOME PART OF THE NIGHT!! Kesesesesesesese~"

"G-Gil??"

The bed creaks as they both slump down the bed, kissing and hugging between hot breaths and playful giggles...

*insert eyebrow wiggle here*

Friday morning came...

"I have to go now." Gil grabs his briefcase and kissed his birdie in the cheeks goodbye, "Ich liebe dich."

"Je t'aime, and take care Gil!" Mattie waves goodbye.

It has been their tradition to exchange 'I love you' before one leaves. Aren't all lovers do this too?

Office break...

The German and Spaniard friends having a conversation beside an office water dispenser, a typical office cliché.

"Dios mio, Gilberto..." Gil's Spaniard friend draws his face closer to his, observing something, "It's getting worse by the second!"

"Ah, don't mind that." Gil pulls away and sips his water.

"Are you sure of this?"

"Mein birdie is happy! I thinks it's fine!" he curls his eyebrows in irritation.

"No, I mean, after everything.. What will happen?"

Gil pauses... He took a deep breath and gulps, "I'll think about that..."

"Make is fast.. The clock is ticking."

"Ja."

Antonio gives him a very worried look with teary eyes as Gil's eyes flicker and breaths turning fast and deep.

"Oh MEIN GOTT I FORGOT TO CLEAN MY MESS!!"