9:30AM, Gilbert and Ludwig's house, Gilbert's POV, Ruspru

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You let out a soft groan, sitting up up out of bed just to see your brother, Ludwig, or more formally, Germany no longer in bed with you. You heard yelling outside of the door coming from the living room, with a sigh, you decide to lazily slump out of bed and go to the sound. I mean, someone's gotta make you breakfast...

You open the door, and you see Ludwig arguing with Ivan, or more formally known as Russia. Ivan had a creepy, unsettling smile on his face.

"Awh, c'mon Germany.. don't be so crude, I only wish to speak to your brother alone for 5 minutes. I don't bite~" Ivan grinned, but Ludwig kept his arms crossed with a glare

"Im sure he doesn't want to see you right now, Russia. Please, depart from here at once..." Ludwig insisted..