can be found slowly flipping through a book on renaissance paintings, slumped in a big comfy armchair.

spots the familiar mop of blonde hair, he creeps up behind him quietly. before grabbing him from behind, hoping to scare the crap out of him. Keseseses

jumps about a half mile out of his skin, though somehow he managed to keep his voice to a choked-off yelp. He gasps and turns to see his attacker, grinning up at him. "Gilbert!" he scolds with a laugh,

pushing the hands off of him. Mission accomplished on Prussia's part.

cackles quietly, flopping on top of the other. "You missed the party last night, what the hell? The only excuse you have, is if you were occupying one of the bedrooms."

lets out a breath as Gilbert falls on him, quick to have moved his book away before he could land on it. "Uhm..." he hums, shrugging his shoulders. "Is painting a nude portrait at my place with a live model a

good excuse as well?" he grins.

stares at him. "How the hell do you get all the luck? Is it anyone I know?" Oh, he was definitely seeing that portrait later.

laughs, setting the book down on the table next to them. "The draw of having a portrait custom painted of you is too much of a draw, and these gentle artists fingers," he continues, tracing one down Gilbert's

nose teasingly. "Are quite helpful in convincing a lady to take her clothes off~"

snorts at that. "Yea, yea, I'm sure it's the other use of your fingers that help with the ladies." Bah. He was pretty good with ladies up until they had a conversation.

grins and shrugs again nonchalantly. "Well, I can't say they don't enojoy that part too~" He chuckles, shifting a bit to be more comfortable. "How was the party?"

hums. "Good. I got trashed, kicked ass at beer pong...there might be a video of me online...streaking...by myself." He whacks the other lightly. "You were supposed to be there with me."

fakes hurt at the swat, though laughing softly. "You went streaking without me? Mon cher, I am so hurt~" he grins, planning on looking up that video later.

rolls his eyes. "Well you were busy hooking up, it's not my fault!" He knows the video won't be hard to find. "I almost got with this one chick...and then we realised we knew each other. Remember that one girl_

_from high school I accidentally shoved in the mud? And she held it over my head for the rest of my life? Yea, her." Not fun.

blinks at that as he tries to remember, before snroting in laughter as it floods back. "Mon dieu, no! Oh Gilbert, your luck is atrocious, isn't it," he chuckles, giving him a look of sympathy.

huffs a little. "Yea, well....my game is a little off. Moreso when my wing man is off doing his own thing."

laughs and shakes his head. "You really need some practice, mon ami. I can't always be there to talk a lady into sleeping with you."

him a look. "You're hurting my ego, Fran. I don't need you to talk someone into sleeping with me. It's just...nice to have back-up."

grins. "Mhmm, I'm sure," he mocks, though just teasing.

flicks him. "Worst wingman ever. I'm going to replace you, just watch."

laughs and pats his head. "Your life would be boring without me around~" he assures.

an exaggerated sigh. "True. You're lucky for that. I think you should make it up to me instead, then."

arches an eyebrow. "Oh? And how would you propose I do that?"

shrugs. "You're inventive, and creative, and you'll figure it out. But if you wanna go to a strip club, or another gay bar, I wouldn't be adverse to that. Or throwing a party or something."

laughs at that, humming as if he's thinking about it. "Hmmm.... well, how about this," he answers, pulling Gilbert in to give him a big, wet, embarrassing kiss on the cheek and

ruffling his hair as he relaxes back in the chair. "That's good I think~"

grins, even as he feigns disgust at the show of affection. "Weeeak, Fran. But fine. Fine."

chuckles and simply shrugs. "I can't exactly fuck you in the middle of library to get out that tension, now can I," he teases.

cackles at that. "Don't tempt me. I might find us a nice quiet spot."

laughs and shakes his head. "And you call me a pervert~" he hums in amusement.

shrugs. "We both think with our dicks, and you mentioned it first."

"I can't argue about that," he grins. "How about this, I promise we can hit up a strip bar next time we go drinking."

dramatically throws his arms around Francis, hugging tight. "Oh, you are so fucking forgiven right now. We'll have a blast, and I'm holding you to this."

laughs at that, patting Gil's head. "You can't say I never do anything for you," he teases. "But if you chose a men-only strip bar, so help me..." he warns teasingly.

him a faux puppydog look. "But those are the best ones~!"

groans at that look, placing his hand oer Gil's face. "Not fair, not fair..."

licks his hand. "Fraaaaan..."

mkes a face, wiping of his hand on Gilbert's shirt. "Augh, you're so gross," he laughs.

grins. "You love me."

sighs dramatically, leaning back in the chair. "You're such a brat, why are we friends again?" he teases.

curls his fingers around Francis' jaw. "Because I'm the sexiest piece of arm candy you will ever have in your entire life?"

hums, tilting his head with Gil's hand. "Mmm, I suppose that must be it. Obviously there is no other reason," he replies, with a sarcastic smile.

blows as raspberry against his cheek, before pulling back. "Jerk."

flusters at that, shoving him away. "Ugh, so gross!!" he laughs, wiping his cheek off. "So undignified."

cackles happily at the reaction. "And that's a surprise to you? Tsk, Francis."

groans and puts a hand over his face dramatically. "I need better friends."

pokes his side. "You already have the best friends that you can have, okay? Anyone other than me is a downgrade."

laughs. "Ah, you're so full of yourself, mon ami."

grins. "With good reason."

just laughs and pats his head.

rolls his eyes. "Arf." His voice is deadpanned, and he watches Francis with amusement. He is not a dog.

arches a brow and pats his head again. "Good puppy."

leans up to nip at Francis' fingertips. Jerk.

laughs and pulls back his hand, before playfully bopping Gilbert on the nose. "Tsk tsk, how naughty. Perhaps you need to be punished~"

scrunches his nose a little. "With a crop?" He's teasing...mostly.

shakes his head. "No, you'd like that too much~"

cackles at that. "You know me well."

grins at him. "Makes it easier to find your weaknesses~" he laughs.

rolls his eyes, messing up Francis's hair. "Jaa, but you wouldn't use them against me." He had too much blackmail on the other, not that he'd ever use it.

makes a sound of disapproval at the hands in his hair, shooing him away and moving to fix it. "True, true. I know the hellfire you could rain upon me," he laughs.

grins at that. "So long as you know~"