didn't even know there was something wrong with the car!

had been working on it for a bit. The transmission hadn't been working well at all.

West should have called him to help! Two heads are better than one.

thinks he's more than welcome to help now. Plus he was busy with the intricacies under the car to check the rest of the engine.

can do that! He heads over to the car with a few beers in hand. Setting them down, he started to look over the rest of the engine. "Weeeest~"

rolls out from under his car grease smeared. "Gilbert! Perfect timing."
He eyes the beer. "Very good timing."

grins at that. "Right? Your bruder knows best, afterall."

cracks an amused smile. "Ja, of course. You've been telling me since I was a kid. Pass me one, bitte."

opens a bottle, pressing it into his hand. "And I still have to remind you. What does that say?"

takes it and takes a drink. "Either you like hearing yourself talk or I'm a poor student."

grins. "I like hearing myself talk. Definitely."

laughs. "I know. I did grow up under you and Roderich. You both like hearing yourselves talk."

crinkles his nose at that. "Bah, specs always has a stick up his ass."

nods clearly having heard this many times before. "Ja, you've told me that many times too."

kinda misses Roderich. "Well it's true."

had a feeling. He missed Roderich a bit too. He places his beer down and rolls under the car again. "So what brings you out to the garage?"

shrugs. "Came to check on you, that's all."

hums since Gilbert probably couldn't see anything of his face under the car. "Could you pass me the monkey wrench?" He asks as he places down his other tool. "I haven't seen you in a while...have you

been alright?"

rummages through the box, handing the other the wrench. "It hasn't been that long, has it?" He wasn't really sick anymore, so he could face West now. But he had been avoiding him >>;;

would hate to know that if that were the case. He takes the wrench and brings it to the place be was fixing. "It's been around two weeks." He states. He may or may not have kept track on his calendar.

only avoided him, because he got really really sick, and West had told him to take medicine....and he hadn't. He didn't want to see West's disappointed face. "That long? I think we should go get lunch or_

_something to make up for lost time."

rolls back out from under the car with a small smile. "I think that's a great idea."

grins at the smile. "Me too! It'll be great."

Rolls back under. "Let me just finish with this and I'll take a quick shower so we can go."

so excited, he's trying not to bounce. "Ja, ja. take your time."

works on it until he's completely satisfied. He rolls back out, chugs his beer and gets up. "Pick the restaurant. I'll be done in ten minutes." He's already heading towards his bedroom.

cheers, heading towards the house to inform the dogs. They get upset if he vanishes without explanation, honest!

takes a quick shower, changes an makes it down glancing around for Gilbert. "Did you figure out where you wanted to eat?"

nods. "Jaa, that nice place down across from main? They have good fuckin' beer, and awesome food."

smiles. "Sounds great. Do you want to drive or would you rather walk?"

wriggles happily. He felt like brother time just didn't happen anymore. "Walk~"

couldn't help but agree. He really did miss Gil. "Great. Let's go then." He says shrugging on his jacket, scarf and mits."

cackles a little at how much West bundled up. He was actually pretty good with the cold. Didn't feel it as much, even if he did still get sick more than he liked to.

quirks a brow at his brother's lack of clothes for the weather. "You aren't going to be cold?" He asks as he exits the house. He learned there was no winning with Gilbert at times.

shrugs. "Naah, I'm fine. It's a short walk anyways. Remember when we didn't have fancy shit like heating? I can take it, West."

thinks a fire is still quite a good method of heating regardless. "If you insist." It really wasn't that far. He keeps pace with Gilbert as they head in the restaurants direction.

so excited, and bounces around a little while they walk. "So what have you been up to? It's been forever."

smiles lightly when he notices this. "I've actually had to do a lot of last minute work for Frau Merkel."

crinkles his nose at that. "Work? You're always doing work, West..."

grins a bit. "Can I tell you a secret, Gil...and you won't get angry?"

perks up at that. It was a strange request...usually he encouraged bad behaviour from West, wasn't sure why he'd get angry. "When have I ever gotten angry over something that makes you happy?"

| That was true. "I still go on random missions and training with our military...that's why I seem more busy than I am."

stares at him in shock...before smacking him on the arm. "And you don't invite me? That's fucking awesome, why keep it a secret? I wanna gooo, Weeeeest!"

laughs a little. "Next week then. I can't tell you right now what's it about but you'll enjoy it."

bounces in happiness, so incredibly excited. "Sweet!" He tackles his brother, clinging to him. "Danke, danke, danke, dankeeee"

nearly loses balance but saves himself last minute. He flushes patting his brother on his head. "Bitte...unfortunately we'll always be military men at heart. This is good for us..."

raised for the sole purpose of being one. "Ja, definitely. It'll add some excitement too."

hums at that. "I should have told you sooner but I never got a chance too..."

him a look. "Mmmmhm. Why'd you think I'd be mad?"

eyes the look."I used to bad reactions.,.although really I should have known."

scoffs at that. "From who? Not me, you know I support you in basically everything."

smiles at that. That was true too. "I know...sometimes I can't help think the worst."

shakes his head. Ridiculous. "Well now we can both go on awesome missions together!"

smiles. "Ja, it really will be like old times."

so excited. "We'll kick all the ass, show those humans a thing or two."

smiles a bit as they near the restaurant. "A lot of them are peace missions so don't get to excited."

blows a raspberry at that. He was a horrible person for this, but he kinda missed war... "Better than nothing."

did too, maybe it ran in their blood. "Nothing wrong with that. We were built on war."

guesses so. "Jaa, we were. It's how we grew up."

nods as he opens the door to the restaurant. "It's how you raised me too."

hums. "Ja, I raised you pretty tough, huh...but you always knew how to fend for yourself when I wasn't there."

hums. "That's because of you though. If you hadn't raised and trained me like that I could have easily been a different person."

hums in thought. "Do you ever wish....I mean. Looking back, I was pretty tough...I should have let you have more fun as a kid, you know?"

shrugs, it was to late to wish. "What you taught me was valuable and I wouldn't change that for the world."

turns the corner, spotting the restaurant. "Ja, I guess...but I was kind of a good brother when you were growing up, right?"

(( I thought we were in the restaurant? ))

quirks a brow at Gilbert. "Ja, of course...why do you ask?"

[ohshit...sorry, yea. Ignore that part.]

shakes his head. "Nein, nothing...just making sure."

was glancing through the menu but more at him, a little unsure.

flips to the beer section, trying to decide which one he wants. So many choices...!

Has decided on something and closes the menu.

no fucking idea what he wants. But he knows what kind of beer he wants. "West. What are you getting?"

opens the menu and points to the picture. "I got it last time but you ended up eating half of it."

pauses. "Oh...well then we'll both get the same thing! That way I'll just eat mine."

smiles lightly. "That sounds fair."

grins at him. "Aww, I missed you West."

's expression softens. "I miss you too."

to smush his cheeks, but they're...in a restaurant. And West will kill him if he gets them kicked out. "Sorry I haven't been around a lot. It's shitty of me, especially when you're all small like this."

(( He's not small in this one. xD ))

[that's okay dude, he always wants to smush his cheeks xD]

(( Ah haha, that I know. xDD Fucking Gilbert. ))

glad he's unaware of what Gil wants to do. "It happens. I can't expect you to be there for me all the time. That would be unfair."

frowns. "I should be there for you all the time. I'm your older brother, that's what I'm here for."

him a mixed look of gratefulness but sadness. "Gilbert I'm glad you're here." He says simply.

smiles a little at that. "I'm glad you're here too."

manages to catch the waiters attention and orders their meal and beers.

clears his throat, playing nonchalant as West orders. Geez. Family feels...

glances at him quirking a brow. "Are...you alright Gil?"

scoffs. "Jaaa, course I'm alright. Why wouldn't I be alright?"

's brow raises but he doesn't press the question further. Luckily, at that moment, the beer is placed on their table.

perks up and goes for the glass, taking a few gulps. Oh, sweet bliss....

does the same. It really was a great drink.

sighs. "And the food will be awesome."

laughs. "Yes, it will. I'm not in the mood to eat anything bad anyway."

can't wait. Fooood~ "I don't think they know how to serve bad food at this place."

not or else he'd be greatly disappointed. "Good, that would be unfortunate." And as if Gilbert had summoned it, the food was brought over to them.

perks up, wiggling in his seat. "Danke, danke, ohhh this smells great."

glancing at his own food, he hadn't realised how hungry he was too. "Guten Appetite!"

raises his beer. "Guten Appetite!" and then promptly digs in.

digs in as well occasionally stopping to sip at his beer. He was glad they came out to eat.

really glad as well.

orders them another round of beers.

his brother so so much.

him a small smile as he raises the second beer.

grins back, raising his as well. "To hopefully spending more time together?"

clinks his glass to Gilbert's. "Prost~" He would definitely hope for that.

drinks happily, wiggling only slightly in his seat.

takes a good drink out of it before leaning back in his chair satisfied. "Did you want to do something together after dinner?"

perks up at that. "Jaaa, but you get to pick this time. It was my idea for dinner."

nods at this as he thinks it through while enjoying his beer of course. "We can go to the outdoor viewing of the Germany vs Italy football match?"

grins at that. "Aw, that sounds great! I mean, I might feel very...mild guilt. That Italy is so small and cute, right? But we'd totally demolish them."

laughs. "That's what I'm hoping for." He was very competitive.

grins. "Well jaa, but you know how their team plays? You steal the ball, and they go down with a head injury."

nods at that. "But we have a younger and more skilled team. The Italian's need to find more skill before their team needs wheelchairs and crutches."

siiighs. "If only they could fake less injuries. But ja you're right."

nods again. "They are better than before."

about that. "They have nice asses, I'll give them that."

shakes his head at his brother. "Of course they do."

grins. "What? They do!"

nods his head as if he believed that. "Ja, ja, ja."

pokes his cheek.

quirks a brow. "Ready to go? We need to dress up in our colours."

cheers. "Jaaa! Okay, it'll be fun. I can't wait. Go Deutschland!"

smiles at that as he pays and they both head out to go back home. It was going to be busy!

already planning in his head. He's pretty sure he's got their jerseys from the world cup still...

would be shocked if he didn't. He unlocks the door to their house and ushers Gilbert in first. "Ten minutes and be back in the front. We have to drive into Frankfurt."

bolts up the stairs, running into his room and tearing up the room for his clothes.

isn't so reckless and heads upstairs to change apply the face paint and then comes back downstairs with time to spare.

comes downstairs all changed up in their old uniform, and tosses West's jersey at him. "Where'd you put the paint?"

tosses it over to him as he catches his own jersey and changes into it. "I had it in my room."

catches the paint, heading down and slipping into the bathroom to use the mirror. "Oh...I don't even understand how you have so much stuff, and yet it's so organized. I mean I am too, but you're just...you _

_know?"

laughs. "Well, it was both your and Roderich's influence. I might be a little more anal retentive that's all."

grins at that. "You can blame Roddy for that part."

laughs again. "Ja, sure. We can go with that. Don't let him hear you say that."

cackles. "What's he going to do? Scowl and withhold desserts?"

smiles at that. "I wouldn't put it past him to try."

shakes his head, still grinning. "Aw, I miss him." It was understandable, they had a very...very very long history together. "But he still has a stick up his ass."

laughs a bit at that. "I hear he's back." He hums.

perks up at that. "Really? I mean...I haven't seen him in forever, so I figured he was...I dunno. Locking himself up in his house to avoid spending money or something..."

's lip curves up at that. "He's complained to me that you haven't been answering his calls."

blinks at that. "What? He hasn't been calling me! I'd know if he was calling me, I'd have showed up at his house!"

shrugs. "That's what he said."

huffs. "Well now I actually have to go over there..."

nods at that. "You might get a scolding."

siiiiighs. "What else is new, right?"

cracks a smile. "True, I've already had to apologize."

groans. "Aw, West. You don't need to apologize for me. I think we've known each other long enough, that Roddy knows what I'm like."

shakes his head. "Not for you, for me. I offended him a few days ago."

's eyebrows shoot up at that. "What? How did you manage to do that?" He's...in shock, really. It's not like West to say anything offensive, and even if he did...well, Roderich was Roderich. They'd all grown up_

_together, and he figured Roderich would just brush it off.

shrugs. "We never see eye to eye anyway. I'm not at all surprised."

watches him carefully. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"

doesn't think it's that important. "He's to sensitive and I'm not sensitive enough."

nods. "Ja..ja. Well...Roddy's kind of a baby, you know? Gets pissed over everything, s'why we fight all the time." Probably why it never worked between them for too long. "Don't worry about it, okay? _

_He'll forget about the whole thing soon, and everything will go back to normal."

smiles lightly. "I'm not worried. It's just irritating if anything." ((Happy Birthday Alicia.))

[thank youuuu!!]

Roddy can be more than irritating sometimes. "Then let's go vent that frustration?"

nods as he reaches for the door. "With beer and a good match!"

cheers, heading out to the car. "We're going to kick so much ass."

laughs at the enthusiasm as he unlocks the door and slides into the drivers seat.

immediately turns on the radio, flicking the dial until he heard metal. Sweeet.

's lip curves up as he speeds onto the autobahn. They would be there soon.

grins when he sees that smile. They were going to kick soooo much ass. "Think we'll win world cup this year?"

doesn't have to think about that. "We better." He drives into Berlin.

siiighs. "I can't believe Antonio beat us last time."

would rather not remember that. "This time will be different. We trained hard. I'm confident in our players."

nods "Ja, we're totally taking home the cup."

Grins. "I'm not settling for less."

won't either. "I should start a betting pot now."

thinks he should. "I don't condone gambling but I would put some money in."

rolls his eyes. "How do you not condone gambling? But if there was ever a reason to start, it would be this one. We're definitely going to kick all the ass."

's lips thin. "Because it's losing money for no particular reason."

he's silly. "What? It's putting in a little money, to win a whole lot more!"

quirks a brow at him. "How many times have you won more money than you've put in."

pauses......

gives him a knowing look. "That's why."

huffsss "I win sometimes!"

's lips thin. "Barely enough to justify doing it often." He finds a good parking spot getting out.

slips out as well. "Enough to justify..stuff..." He's really bad at arguing against West, Gott...

knows this but let's Gil argue with him anyway. "Let's forget that and enjoy the game."

cheers. "Whoo, go us!"

smiles at that as he leads him to the big screens and the large crowd.

bouncing happily, quickly getting caught up in the atmosphere.

had got them both some beers as the match starts. They got there just in time.

already cheering, and yelling out...advice. He would stick with that word.

is working on his beer and doing the same thing as Gilbert....yelling advice.

swears under his breath then a shot is missed.

is not happy that they are tied and the game is almost over. He needs more beer.

screaming at the team, jumping up and down and calling out obscenities.