The uselessness of a net with holes - Chapter 2 Before driving to Gilberts place, he made a quick phone call to check, if his German friend was at home. When the phone was answered and Alfred explained his situation, Gilbert gave a long sigh. That should have already warned him, but he still didn’t expect Ludwig, of all people, to open the door and greet him with a bone-crushing hug
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Re: The uselessness of a net with holes [2b/?]
anonymous
October 26 2010, 16:19:55 UTC
Gilbert was suddenly listening very attentively. „Vash is coming over?“ He grinned like a wolf. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
Alfred rolled his eyes at him. Gilbert had a huge crush on the small blonde, or rather, on his “funny dialect”, as he called it. Last time Vash came to visit, he made fondue for all of them and Gilbert immediately remembered the rules for eating fondue. Every time someone lost his bread in the cheese, they had to drink a glass of Schnaps.
Unexpectedly, Vash did not disapprove of this idea, even though Alfred never saw him drink alcohol before. Apparently he was okay with it, as long as he didn’t have to pay for it. He’d better remembered that there was a second reason why he never drank any alcohol. After only two glasses of Schnaps, he was drunk enough for a very public make-out-session with Gilbert against Alfreds kitchen sink
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Re: The uselessness of a net with holes [2c/?]
anonymous
October 26 2010, 16:21:11 UTC
“Hey, Ludwig, did you hear? Vash is coming over!” The younger brother cocked an eyebrow at that, then he suddenly looked somewhat alarmed. “Wait. I know that smile. You’re not planning on doing anything, right? Because that guy is…” “Ja, ja!“ Gilbert rolled his eyes. “I’ve already heard that lesson from mister friend-with-no-benefits here.” „Do I have a new nickname?“ „What are you talking about, friend-with-no-benefits? Anyways, like I said, I won’t try and get him drunk again. But I couldn’t help it if he maybe fell into a lake and someone just dropped his beer in it and he accidentally swallows and when I jump in to save him he’s all drunk and ready to…” “I get it”, Ludwig interrupted him. “You better take good care of that Swiss friend of yours”, he told Alfred, who just lazily nodded his head. “Keep him away from any lakes”, Ludwig murmured, while in the background, Gilbert imitated Vash’s Swiss German moaning from the last time they met.
“Gottverdammt, pack din Schwanz endlich us oder i riss en us und mach mers selber, du
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Re: Notes on chapter 2
anonymous
October 26 2010, 17:08:21 UTC
I just finished reading chapter 1 and refreshed and you posted this. Timing. Awesome timing. Yeah, Al is a bit like a France/Spain hybrid, but its funny, so I don't care.
...I'm gonna refresh again and see if I just have magical powers or something...
Re: Notes on chapter 2
anonymous
October 27 2010, 01:07:34 UTC
Hoooooooly shit, Vash, you scare me. XDDD
God, anon, this is fabulous. I love Romano and Alfred as roommates, and friends-with-no-benefits Alfred and Gilbert, and gay, no attachments Alfred's rule about friends. Very cool, anon. :D
The uselessness of a net with holes - Chapter 2 Before driving to Gilberts place, he made a quick phone call to check, if his German friend was at home. When the phone was answered and Alfred explained his situation, Gilbert gave a long sigh. That should have already warned him, but he still didn’t expect Ludwig, of all people, to open the door and greet him with a bone-crushing hug ( ... )
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„Vash is coming over?“ He grinned like a wolf. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
Alfred rolled his eyes at him. Gilbert had a huge crush on the small blonde, or rather, on his “funny dialect”, as he called it. Last time Vash came to visit, he made fondue for all of them and Gilbert immediately remembered the rules for eating fondue. Every time someone lost his bread in the cheese, they had to drink a glass of Schnaps.
Unexpectedly, Vash did not disapprove of this idea, even though Alfred never saw him drink alcohol before. Apparently he was okay with it, as long as he didn’t have to pay for it.
He’d better remembered that there was a second reason why he never drank any alcohol.
After only two glasses of Schnaps, he was drunk enough for a very public make-out-session with Gilbert against Alfreds kitchen sink ( ... )
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The younger brother cocked an eyebrow at that, then he suddenly looked somewhat alarmed. “Wait. I know that smile. You’re not planning on doing anything, right? Because that guy is…”
“Ja, ja!“ Gilbert rolled his eyes. “I’ve already heard that lesson from mister friend-with-no-benefits here.”
„Do I have a new nickname?“
„What are you talking about, friend-with-no-benefits? Anyways, like I said, I won’t try and get him drunk again. But I couldn’t help it if he maybe fell into a lake and someone just dropped his beer in it and he accidentally swallows and when I jump in to save him he’s all drunk and ready to…”
“I get it”, Ludwig interrupted him. “You better take good care of that Swiss friend of yours”, he told Alfred, who just lazily nodded his head.
“Keep him away from any lakes”, Ludwig murmured, while in the background, Gilbert imitated Vash’s Swiss German moaning from the last time they met.
“Gottverdammt, pack din Schwanz endlich us oder i riss en us und mach mers selber, du ( ... )
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Not many translations to be made here:
Schnaps - German booze
Jaja (or Ja, ja) - yes yes
Bruder - brother
As for what Vash is saying... believe me when I say, you don't wanna know?
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Yeah, Al is a bit like a France/Spain hybrid, but its funny, so I don't care.
...I'm gonna refresh again and see if I just have magical powers or something...
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I like the humor in this fic. Can't wait for more. :]
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God, anon, this is fabulous. I love Romano and Alfred as roommates, and friends-with-no-benefits Alfred and Gilbert, and gay, no attachments Alfred's rule about friends. Very cool, anon. :D
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