This is just a collection of what happens in the German Household.

Ludwig was on his way home from work, hoping to finish his paperwork as soon as possible and maybe have a nap. But when he walked into the house he heared...growling? He recognized the one growl, it was from one of the dogs, Berlitz. But the other growl didn't sound like either Blackie or Aster. The blonde decided to check out the strange situation before heading to his study. He opened the door to the living room to see Berlitz pulling something with his teeth. It was the blue rope toy that he usually played tug-of-war with. As Germany began to look further more to the left he noticed some teeth around the other end of the rope.

"Gilbert! What the hell are you doing?" The younger asked making a 'WTF' face like he usually does.

"I p'ayin' tu' o' w'r! Wha' 'oe' i' 'ook 'ike?" Gilbert said with the rope still in his mouth. He only glanced at his brother for a second before focusing on his opponent, determination on his face.

"You're going to pull your teeth out and do you even know where that rope has been!" The taller German stated, rolling his blue eyes. He should be used to this stuff by now but his brother just finds new ways to surprise him.

"I's bes' no' 'o 'hink abou' i'" Ok, now this was starting to sound like gibberish.

"Bruder! Take that thing out your mouth now!" Sometimes, Ludwig felt like a parent more than a brother.

"NO! I've nea'ly 'on!" Gilbert continued to growl loudly, and his enemy looked like he was ready to bite the albinos face off.

"Fine, but don't blame me if you get hurt or catch something." He gave up. He had work to do. Ludwig shook his head and began walking to the kitchen. Best to have a snack while working.

The tug-of-war match lasted even longer, now with an audience of 3. Blackie, Aster and even Ludwig was sitting on the couch with the sandwich he had made. For some reason this whole thing was interesting. His paper work wasn't going anywhere, sadly.

"LE' GOOOO!" Gilbert growled through his teeth still locked on the rope.

"Bruder just give up already."

"NOOOOO!" Suddenly, Berlitz had grown bored and let go of the rope, sending Gilbert flying backwards not realising how much he was actually pulling back. "YES! I WIN! I AM SO AWESOME! Kesese~"

"Yes bruder, you won a tug-of-war match against a dog, well done." Ludwig, who had now finished his food, said sarcastically.

"Hey! How about the awesome me Vs. little West~?" Gilbert said holding the rope up.

"Ok, there are so many things wrong with that idea. 1) I'm not little, I'm taller than you. 2) I am not playing with a dog toy that has been God knows where else other than the dogs mouths. 3) I'm not playing with my teeth. 4) I'm not playing, full stop and 5) I have things to do. So, if you'd excuse me..." Ludwig trailed off as he walked to his study.

"BOO~ YOU BORE!" Gilbert folded his arms pouting. But his face changed when he spotted Berlitz still sitting in front of him with the other dogs. ""Two out of three? Winner plays against Aster?"

The dogs barked in agreement.

So yeah. This is what I imagine what goes on in the German Bros. House. XD I seriously love Gil all weird and quirky. He's a quirky turkey HAHA~

Gibberish Translations

I p'ayin' tu' o' w'r! Wha' 'oe' i' 'ook 'ike? = I'm playing tug-of-war! What does it look like?

I's bes' no' 'o 'hink abou' i' = It's best not to think about it.

NO! I've nea'ly 'on! = NO! I've nearly won!

LE' GOOOO! = LET GOOOO! (That one was obvious lol)