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Gilbert Beilschmidt Blog

By waterrain

An hour and fifty minutes earlier Gilbert was sighing heavily for he couldn't get the image of his little brother looking at him with such disgust and the fifteen year old German recalled how disappointed Ludwig had looked when he had first found out.

'I wish Luddy never found out and that he had remained as clueless as a little lamb.' Gilbert briefly thought and his gloved hands clenched at the tattered short black skirt. 'Damn it.'

"You look rather thoughtful tonight." Francis commented causally as he groped Gilbert's bottom. "Your ass has been feeling rather boney lately. Are you on a diet?"

"Damn it, Francis. Don't grope my awesome ass when I'm thinking about stuff and no I'm not on a diet. I have not been eating as much food as I normally do because I feel pretty stressed on whether or not I'll fail because my grades suck." Gilbert snapped angrily and he crossed his arms.

"What were you thinking about?" Antonio asked curiously and the Spaniard either did not notice or didn't care that Francis groped him on the bottom.

"It doesn't matter." Gilbert muttered as he looked away for a moment. Suddenly the German was attacked with tight hugs from both of his best friends Antonio and Francis.

"Mein Gott, Too tight!" Gilbert managed to say and the hug decreased in strength. "Much better. Were you guys trying to off me or something?"

Antonio smiled brightly and Francis chuckled at him.

"When you say it doesn't matter that means it matters a whole lot." Antonio commented cheerfully before kissing Gilbert on the right cheek and releasing him from the hug. "So tell us what is wrong or I'll tickle you mercilessly."

"We are the bad touch friends. We stick together and help each other out." Francis said calmly before briefly groping Gilbert and Antonio. "Gilbert, your ass is boney and you need to eat more. Antonio, Your ass is just right and healthy."

Gilbert's cheeks were flushed, he clenched his fists, and glared at the French teenager.

"Stop that groping of yours to see if we are healthy. We are not inside of your or Antonio's home. So keep your hands to yourself until we are at your house or at Antonio's house." Gilbert stated firmly and he glanced around the area.

"You are silly for we are alone and inside of a dark alley." Francis said causally and he pat Gilbert on the shoulder. "You are too self-conscious sometimes my dear and beloved best friend of mine."

"I'm not fucking self-conscious! I'm awesome and epic." Gilbert commented loudly as he looked at Francis and after a moment sighed. "Let's go by that one place and work our magic on getting beer from the dudes."

"What were you thinking about earlier, Gilbert?" Francis and Antonio asked at the same time.

"Damn, you two are persistent." Gilbert grumbled to himself while looking at his two best friends in the whole entire world. "Fine, I'll stop beating around the bush and just say it."

"I was thinking about my little bruder's disgusted and disappointed expression. That's all." Gilbert informed them and this time he was tackled with hugs by them. "Damnit! Will you two stop attacking and tackling me with hugs?"

"Never, Gil." Francis and Antonio commented cheerfully as they squeezed him tightly and Gilbert mentally groaned.

"Let's go trick or treating even though it's not even October." Gilbert told them, a smirk on his lips, and he glanced down at his cell phone. Francis, Gilbert, and Antonio linked arms as they were walking.

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