[Fic] Germanic Family Drabbles
Title: Germanic Family Drabbles
Author: Me.
Characters/Pairings: Germany, Prussia, Austria, Switzerland, Liechtenstein, Germania, Russia, America, Canada, Australia, Netherlands, Iceland.
Rating: G
Warnings: Um...none that I can think of.
Summary: Several moments in the life of one Ludwig Bielscmhidt. Based off of the Family AU.
Ludwig's Family
Feliciano's Family
Im Yong Soo's Family
Alfred's Family
A Germanic Morning:
Ludwig wakes up every morning at 7 AM and proceeds to knock on his brother’s door.
“Mmrmgrmm?” comes the response.
“Bruder, it’s 7. Please wake up and make breakfast.” Then he goes to take a shower.
After his shower he knocks on his brother’s door again.
“Whaaat?” Gilbert whines.
“Bruder, please make breakfast.”
“It’s only…SHIT!” Ludwig hears some crashes, meaning his brother is out of bed, and goes to get dressed.
When he arrives downstairs, Gilbert is at the stove making sausages and eggs and Roderich is seated at the table drinking coffee and reading the morning paper as if this actually was his house.
“Good morning Roderich,” Ludwig greets.
“Good morning Ludwig. Are you ready for school?”
“Yes.” He already prepared his bag and lunch the night before.
“And how about you Gilbert?”
“I don’t have class until 10!”
“And yet you’re still going to wait until 9:45 and run around gathering things at the last minute, aren’t you?”
“No I’m not!”
Gilbert serves them breakfast, and usually that’s when Vash and Heidi come in the back door.
“Good morning Vash, good morning Heidi,” Ludwig greets.
“Good morning Ludwig,” the both say simultaneously. Roderich gives Vash a nod and Heidi a smile. Gilbert places two more plates of food on the table.
They all sit down and have a relatively pleasant breakfast. Roderich passes the paper to Vash once he’s done; Gilbert manages to sneak the sports and comics away from it in the process, much to the annoyance of Roderich, who then lectures him on the importance of keeping the paper in an orderly fashion. Ludwig and Heidi chat about school or cartoons or other children in the neighborhood until 8:45 rolls around.
“Time to go,” Vash stands up and ushers the children out the door to drive them to school. Gilbert gives his brother a hug and hands him his lunch from the fridge.
When Roderich is done with his coffee, he politely leaves for work, reminding Gilbert that he has class soon and should start getting ready. Gilbert tells him to mind his own business and proceeds to play video games until 9:45, when he remembers he has class and scrambles to get ready, running out the door when he thinks he has everything.
***
Vati’s Home:
Ludwig was reading a book on the couch that night (it was Friday, so he didn’t have school in the morning and could stay up reading as late as he wanted). Gilbert was playing in his room as he had been all night, the banging and explosions distracting Ludwig, thus why he relocated to the couch downstairs instead. He noticed headlights coming through the window out of the corner of his eyes and knew it could only mean one thing:
Vati was home.
He quickly shut his book and hurried upstairs to knock on Gilbert’s door.
“Ludwig! I told you not to disturb me when-”
“Vati’s home,” was all he said, all he really needed to say.
“Shit!” Some scrambling and sound of some things breaking was heard even through the door as his brother attempted to hide his new project. Ludwig went back downstairs just in time to see his father open the door and walk inside.
The man looked tired, as he always did, as he took off his coat and hung it up on one of the hooks by the door, long hair flowing behind him.
“Vati!” Ludwig called as he ran downstairs and wrapped his arms around his father. Not quite knowing how to react, he awkwardly patted the young boy’s head before wrapping an arm around him as well.
“I missed you, Ludwig,” he said softly. Ludwig nodded.
“Welcome home Vati.”
***
Big Mean Stinky Ivan:
“Your hair is so short!” he exclaimed as he pulled at it.
“P-please stop it…it hurts…” she protested.
“You look like a boy! It’s weird because you’re a girl, right? You’re a girl right?” he gave her hair a vicious yank.
“Ow! Y-yes, I’m a girl…p-please let go…”
“You really do look like a boy! You should just be a boy from now on, yes? Makes more sense that way.” He pulled her hair again.
“P-please leave me alone!” she practically shouted, near tears.
“Ivan…” a dangerous new voice said from behind him.
“Yes?” he turned, eager to meet this new challenger.
BAM
“Leave my cousin alone. Now.”
***
Playing With Alfred:
“So, I’m The Hero-”
“You’re always The Hero mate.”
“Because I am The Hero! It only makes sense! Heidi gets to be The Chick since Angelique isn’t here.”
“I-I’ll do my best!”
“Don’t worry. You won’t have to do anything too hard.”
“Matt! There you are! You wanna be The Lancer or The Smart Guy?”
“Oh, it doesn’t really matter…”
“The Smart Guy it is! Ludwig, that leaves you with The Lancer or The Big Guy.”
“You’re just going to pick it for me like you always do.”
“The Big Guy it is! Okay Jake that makes you The Lancer.”
“I wanna be The Hero this time!”
“I told you I’m The Hero! You be The Lancer and like it!”
“Can we just play already? The sun’s about to set and I don’t see why these titles matter when we’re just going to run around in the woods.”
“Sheesh Ludwig, you don’t know a thing about how to have a proper adventure! Okay Team, let’s move out!”
***
Crazy Cousin Rupert:
“Cousin Rupert,” Ludwig asked as they sat on the porch enjoying a nice cool drink. Heidi and Vash had gone home a while ago, and Roderich was trying to stop Gilbert from streaking through the neighborhood again while Clara got it all on video.
“What’s up kid?”
“Why don’t you like our neighbors? You’re always glaring at them and stuff.”
“Ah, I guess you’re too smart for me to get things by you,” he ruffled his hair and stared contemplatively out at the street. “How old are you now?”
“8 ½.”
“I suppose that’s old enough…you’d find out sooner or later anyway…the illegal alien conspiracy.”
“Illegal aliens?” Ludwig pictured small grey aliens speeding and beating people up on Martian highways.
“Yes. They’re everywhere you know...”
“Really, even here?” The grey aliens had somehow gotten a hold of fedoras and were flying their rocket ships across the galaxy.
“Especially here! Be wary Ludwig, you can never know who’s an illegal alien and who isn’t until it’s too late…they could be anyone!”
The grey aliens had landed on Earth, zipped into their human suits, and started wandering around town acting just like everyone else. “Anyone?”
“Yes, anyone. Your grocer, your banker, your librarian, heck even your teacher! They could be anyone.”
Mr. Lorinaitis had excused himself from class and stepped into the Teacher’s Lounge where he immediately zipped out of his human suit along with all of the other teachers as they laughed evilly. “R-really?”
“Yes…look out for yourself, Ludwig. They’re here, and they’re up to something…”
The grey aliens had invaded the government buildings all over the world. Armies were sent to stop them but wait…all of the high ranking officers were aliens too! Soon the human race had no choice but to submit to them! What was once Legal is now Illegal and vice versa! Order is a thing of the past and chaos reigns supreme!!
Ludwig shook his head. Aliens taking over the world? Ridiculous. The mere thought of aliens sounded like something out of one of Cousin Alfred’s games.
Cousin Rupert, Ludwig decided then and there, was missing a few screws.
***
Gilbert’s Friends Are Not Fun:
Ludwig looked up at the clock again. 1:20 AM. Gilbert never him home this late without at least having Vash or Roderich or Elizaveta or even that Antonio guy with him.
Today at the park, Gilbert had run into some of his ‘friends’ who said that they wanted to play with him for a bit. Gilbert had told him to go home and that everything would be alright, and everything had to be alright, because Gilbert had said it would be and Gilbert never lied to him about these things and-
Ludwig shook his head and looked at the clock again. 1:21 AM. Maybe he should call Roderich…
Just then the front door burst open, revealing a very bloody Gilbert clutching his shoulder.
“Bruder!” Ludwig rushed forward, “What…are you…what-”
“L-ludwig, it’s late…why aren’t you in bed?” he asked as he shuffled inside, wincing as he made his way to the couch.
“I-I was waiting for you…was worried…”
“You don’t need to worry about me…” he ruffled his brother’s hair, “nothing bad’s gonna happened t’me. M’too awesome.”
“Then what do you call this?! You’re bleeding on the couch Bruder!”
“Sorry ‘bout that…” he yawned and closed his eyes.
“Bruder! D-don’t fall asleep…I think that’s bad! Y-you can’t…”
“S’fine…M’okay…you have school t’morrow.”
Ludwig bit his lower lip. He was no doctor and didn’t have even the slightest idea where to even begin treating his brother’s wounds.
He quickly snatched his brother’s cell and dialed the fist number that came to mind.
“Gilbert, do you have any idea how inappropriate calls at this hour are?!” Roderich’s annoyed voice said at the other end.
“R-roderich…”
“Ludwig?” His tone softened immediately, “What’s wrong? What happened?”
“B-bruder…he’s hurt and bleeding and…I-I don’t-”
“Where are you?” He heard a door shut and some shuffling on the other end.
“H-home…”
“I’ll be right over. Keep Gilbert awake until I get there. Can you do that?”
He nodded before realizing Roderich couldn’t see him. “Y-yes.”
“I’ll see you soon.” The line was disconnected and it was just him and his bleeding brother.
“Gilbert…” he climbed up on the couch next to him. As if on reflex, Gilbert wrapped an arm around his little brother, “Please don’t die…”
***
Ludwig, Tumi, and the Troll:
Dear Diary,
My Second Cousins Gilbert and Ludwig came to visit us a few days ago. They’re still here actually, as in they never left. I have to share my room with Ludwig and it’s such a pain to have my personal privacy trounced on like that without my permission. Nikolas and Mathis are always doing that to me! It’s so annoying! I hate my life! An another thing-
“Tumi, what are you doing?” Ludwig shyly asked. Tumi slammed the book shut and glared at him.
“Don’t sneak up on people like that! What do you want?”
“The Troll says he knows of this magical lake not too far from here and he was going to show it to me. Do you want to come with us?”
Tumi sighed and put a hand on the young child’s shoulder. “Ludwig, there’s no such thing as trolls.”
Ludwig blinked. “He’s a friend of your brother’s…”
“All the more reason to doubt their existence. My brother says a lot of things.”
“But-“
“Really, I know you are just a mere child and all, but one day you’re going to grow up and realize that fairies and trolls just don’t exist. There’s no such thing as magic.”
“But your brother-”
“Hopefully one day he’ll grow up too. There’s no need for you to retain such fantasies. Now if you excuse me,” he walked off to another part of the house.
Ludwig turned to face the troll, who had started crying at the vicious attacks on his existence.
“It’s okay,” he said, giving him a hug, “I still believe you exist.”
A/N: The one with Alfred is based off of the Five Man Band trope. I totally heard somewhere that Netherlands was tsundere and xenophobic, so yeah.
Author: Me.
Characters/Pairings: Germany, Prussia, Austria, Switzerland, Liechtenstein, Germania, Russia, America, Canada, Australia, Netherlands, Iceland.
Rating: G
Warnings: Um...none that I can think of.
Summary: Several moments in the life of one Ludwig Bielscmhidt. Based off of the Family AU.
Ludwig's Family
Feliciano's Family
Im Yong Soo's Family
Alfred's Family
A Germanic Morning:
Ludwig wakes up every morning at 7 AM and proceeds to knock on his brother’s door.
“Mmrmgrmm?” comes the response.
“Bruder, it’s 7. Please wake up and make breakfast.” Then he goes to take a shower.
After his shower he knocks on his brother’s door again.
“Whaaat?” Gilbert whines.
“Bruder, please make breakfast.”
“It’s only…SHIT!” Ludwig hears some crashes, meaning his brother is out of bed, and goes to get dressed.
When he arrives downstairs, Gilbert is at the stove making sausages and eggs and Roderich is seated at the table drinking coffee and reading the morning paper as if this actually was his house.
“Good morning Roderich,” Ludwig greets.
“Good morning Ludwig. Are you ready for school?”
“Yes.” He already prepared his bag and lunch the night before.
“And how about you Gilbert?”
“I don’t have class until 10!”
“And yet you’re still going to wait until 9:45 and run around gathering things at the last minute, aren’t you?”
“No I’m not!”
Gilbert serves them breakfast, and usually that’s when Vash and Heidi come in the back door.
“Good morning Vash, good morning Heidi,” Ludwig greets.
“Good morning Ludwig,” the both say simultaneously. Roderich gives Vash a nod and Heidi a smile. Gilbert places two more plates of food on the table.
They all sit down and have a relatively pleasant breakfast. Roderich passes the paper to Vash once he’s done; Gilbert manages to sneak the sports and comics away from it in the process, much to the annoyance of Roderich, who then lectures him on the importance of keeping the paper in an orderly fashion. Ludwig and Heidi chat about school or cartoons or other children in the neighborhood until 8:45 rolls around.
“Time to go,” Vash stands up and ushers the children out the door to drive them to school. Gilbert gives his brother a hug and hands him his lunch from the fridge.
When Roderich is done with his coffee, he politely leaves for work, reminding Gilbert that he has class soon and should start getting ready. Gilbert tells him to mind his own business and proceeds to play video games until 9:45, when he remembers he has class and scrambles to get ready, running out the door when he thinks he has everything.
***
Vati’s Home:
Ludwig was reading a book on the couch that night (it was Friday, so he didn’t have school in the morning and could stay up reading as late as he wanted). Gilbert was playing in his room as he had been all night, the banging and explosions distracting Ludwig, thus why he relocated to the couch downstairs instead. He noticed headlights coming through the window out of the corner of his eyes and knew it could only mean one thing:
Vati was home.
He quickly shut his book and hurried upstairs to knock on Gilbert’s door.
“Ludwig! I told you not to disturb me when-”
“Vati’s home,” was all he said, all he really needed to say.
“Shit!” Some scrambling and sound of some things breaking was heard even through the door as his brother attempted to hide his new project. Ludwig went back downstairs just in time to see his father open the door and walk inside.
The man looked tired, as he always did, as he took off his coat and hung it up on one of the hooks by the door, long hair flowing behind him.
“Vati!” Ludwig called as he ran downstairs and wrapped his arms around his father. Not quite knowing how to react, he awkwardly patted the young boy’s head before wrapping an arm around him as well.
“I missed you, Ludwig,” he said softly. Ludwig nodded.
“Welcome home Vati.”
***
Big Mean Stinky Ivan:
“Your hair is so short!” he exclaimed as he pulled at it.
“P-please stop it…it hurts…” she protested.
“You look like a boy! It’s weird because you’re a girl, right? You’re a girl right?” he gave her hair a vicious yank.
“Ow! Y-yes, I’m a girl…p-please let go…”
“You really do look like a boy! You should just be a boy from now on, yes? Makes more sense that way.” He pulled her hair again.
“P-please leave me alone!” she practically shouted, near tears.
“Ivan…” a dangerous new voice said from behind him.
“Yes?” he turned, eager to meet this new challenger.
BAM
“Leave my cousin alone. Now.”
***
Playing With Alfred:
“So, I’m The Hero-”
“You’re always The Hero mate.”
“Because I am The Hero! It only makes sense! Heidi gets to be The Chick since Angelique isn’t here.”
“I-I’ll do my best!”
“Don’t worry. You won’t have to do anything too hard.”
“Matt! There you are! You wanna be The Lancer or The Smart Guy?”
“Oh, it doesn’t really matter…”
“The Smart Guy it is! Ludwig, that leaves you with The Lancer or The Big Guy.”
“You’re just going to pick it for me like you always do.”
“The Big Guy it is! Okay Jake that makes you The Lancer.”
“I wanna be The Hero this time!”
“I told you I’m The Hero! You be The Lancer and like it!”
“Can we just play already? The sun’s about to set and I don’t see why these titles matter when we’re just going to run around in the woods.”
“Sheesh Ludwig, you don’t know a thing about how to have a proper adventure! Okay Team, let’s move out!”
***
Crazy Cousin Rupert:
“Cousin Rupert,” Ludwig asked as they sat on the porch enjoying a nice cool drink. Heidi and Vash had gone home a while ago, and Roderich was trying to stop Gilbert from streaking through the neighborhood again while Clara got it all on video.
“What’s up kid?”
“Why don’t you like our neighbors? You’re always glaring at them and stuff.”
“Ah, I guess you’re too smart for me to get things by you,” he ruffled his hair and stared contemplatively out at the street. “How old are you now?”
“8 ½.”
“I suppose that’s old enough…you’d find out sooner or later anyway…the illegal alien conspiracy.”
“Illegal aliens?” Ludwig pictured small grey aliens speeding and beating people up on Martian highways.
“Yes. They’re everywhere you know...”
“Really, even here?” The grey aliens had somehow gotten a hold of fedoras and were flying their rocket ships across the galaxy.
“Especially here! Be wary Ludwig, you can never know who’s an illegal alien and who isn’t until it’s too late…they could be anyone!”
The grey aliens had landed on Earth, zipped into their human suits, and started wandering around town acting just like everyone else. “Anyone?”
“Yes, anyone. Your grocer, your banker, your librarian, heck even your teacher! They could be anyone.”
Mr. Lorinaitis had excused himself from class and stepped into the Teacher’s Lounge where he immediately zipped out of his human suit along with all of the other teachers as they laughed evilly. “R-really?”
“Yes…look out for yourself, Ludwig. They’re here, and they’re up to something…”
The grey aliens had invaded the government buildings all over the world. Armies were sent to stop them but wait…all of the high ranking officers were aliens too! Soon the human race had no choice but to submit to them! What was once Legal is now Illegal and vice versa! Order is a thing of the past and chaos reigns supreme!!
Ludwig shook his head. Aliens taking over the world? Ridiculous. The mere thought of aliens sounded like something out of one of Cousin Alfred’s games.
Cousin Rupert, Ludwig decided then and there, was missing a few screws.
***
Gilbert’s Friends Are Not Fun:
Ludwig looked up at the clock again. 1:20 AM. Gilbert never him home this late without at least having Vash or Roderich or Elizaveta or even that Antonio guy with him.
Today at the park, Gilbert had run into some of his ‘friends’ who said that they wanted to play with him for a bit. Gilbert had told him to go home and that everything would be alright, and everything had to be alright, because Gilbert had said it would be and Gilbert never lied to him about these things and-
Ludwig shook his head and looked at the clock again. 1:21 AM. Maybe he should call Roderich…
Just then the front door burst open, revealing a very bloody Gilbert clutching his shoulder.
“Bruder!” Ludwig rushed forward, “What…are you…what-”
“L-ludwig, it’s late…why aren’t you in bed?” he asked as he shuffled inside, wincing as he made his way to the couch.
“I-I was waiting for you…was worried…”
“You don’t need to worry about me…” he ruffled his brother’s hair, “nothing bad’s gonna happened t’me. M’too awesome.”
“Then what do you call this?! You’re bleeding on the couch Bruder!”
“Sorry ‘bout that…” he yawned and closed his eyes.
“Bruder! D-don’t fall asleep…I think that’s bad! Y-you can’t…”
“S’fine…M’okay…you have school t’morrow.”
Ludwig bit his lower lip. He was no doctor and didn’t have even the slightest idea where to even begin treating his brother’s wounds.
He quickly snatched his brother’s cell and dialed the fist number that came to mind.
“Gilbert, do you have any idea how inappropriate calls at this hour are?!” Roderich’s annoyed voice said at the other end.
“R-roderich…”
“Ludwig?” His tone softened immediately, “What’s wrong? What happened?”
“B-bruder…he’s hurt and bleeding and…I-I don’t-”
“Where are you?” He heard a door shut and some shuffling on the other end.
“H-home…”
“I’ll be right over. Keep Gilbert awake until I get there. Can you do that?”
He nodded before realizing Roderich couldn’t see him. “Y-yes.”
“I’ll see you soon.” The line was disconnected and it was just him and his bleeding brother.
“Gilbert…” he climbed up on the couch next to him. As if on reflex, Gilbert wrapped an arm around his little brother, “Please don’t die…”
***
Ludwig, Tumi, and the Troll:
Dear Diary,
My Second Cousins Gilbert and Ludwig came to visit us a few days ago. They’re still here actually, as in they never left. I have to share my room with Ludwig and it’s such a pain to have my personal privacy trounced on like that without my permission. Nikolas and Mathis are always doing that to me! It’s so annoying! I hate my life! An another thing-
“Tumi, what are you doing?” Ludwig shyly asked. Tumi slammed the book shut and glared at him.
“Don’t sneak up on people like that! What do you want?”
“The Troll says he knows of this magical lake not too far from here and he was going to show it to me. Do you want to come with us?”
Tumi sighed and put a hand on the young child’s shoulder. “Ludwig, there’s no such thing as trolls.”
Ludwig blinked. “He’s a friend of your brother’s…”
“All the more reason to doubt their existence. My brother says a lot of things.”
“But-“
“Really, I know you are just a mere child and all, but one day you’re going to grow up and realize that fairies and trolls just don’t exist. There’s no such thing as magic.”
“But your brother-”
“Hopefully one day he’ll grow up too. There’s no need for you to retain such fantasies. Now if you excuse me,” he walked off to another part of the house.
Ludwig turned to face the troll, who had started crying at the vicious attacks on his existence.
“It’s okay,” he said, giving him a hug, “I still believe you exist.”
A/N: The one with Alfred is based off of the Five Man Band trope. I totally heard somewhere that Netherlands was tsundere and xenophobic, so yeah.