joshnotpeeta:

internetgeek:

Eduard returned with some sausages and a few beers, looking a little more than peeved that the other had peeked into his computer. Thankfully, the Prussian didn’t seem to find anything there too interesting. “.. If I had some, why would I tell you?” He wasn’t going to share anything of that nature..if he had it with anyone, nonetheless Gilbert of all people.

“Why?” Gilbert looked at him as if it was a stab to the heart. “Because! We’re pals aren’t we broski?” It was amazing how much hipster lingo one could pick up after just a few sessions with American kids on Halo. “You can tell me! I’d tell you!”

The smell of the sausages was too strong to ignore and Gilbert gladly set aside the laptop and took a plate. He made a pleased sound of approval at the first bite and repeated the gesture at the first swig of his beer. “Not bad. I give it a 7.9…okay, 7.999!” He grinned. That was a pretty fair compliment considering the man’s standards on beer.

internetgeek:

Eduard only chuckled as the other compared to himself. He wasn’t going to worry about not being as awesome as Gilbert though he must admit being regarded as awesome at all was quite a compliment within itself. 

“Hmm, I think I do have some sausages,” he said before getting up and looking in the refrigerator for some quality sausages that he could quickly prepare for the two of them. 

“And a couple of beers if you have any! Don’t hold out on me, Ed!” The pale-haired man called after the spectacled one as he disappeared into the kitchen. 

Smiling to himself once alone, Gilbert sprawled on the couch that was now all his own, that is, until a nearby laptop caught his eye. With a slightly devious chuckle, the Prussian sat up and slid it into his lap. 

“Show me your secrets, magic screen” He uttered with a cheshire smile and proceeded to look through it’s contents. Only to come up with not-too-interesting findings. “Aw, man, laaame…” Gilbert whined when Eduard returned, not caring if the other would be mad or not. “Where’s your porn?” He looked positively crestfallen.

internetgeek:

“Sorry about that.. nonetheless you’re welcome.” He knew it would be more satisfying to get out of jam oneself. However, once anyone really came to him for help, his immediate instinct was to just get the character out of the situation himself and make it clear how he did it. Just in case similar things happened again, and in this game, they sure would.

Gilbert butt-scooted over to grab his disk case and put the game away. He hovered over the notes Eduard had written his with a smile. “Y'know Eddie, for a nerd you’re pretty awesome sometimes. Almost as awesome as me. But no one could possibly be as awesome as me so don’t beat yourself up over it, kay?”

“Now!” He tossed the notepad and game on a nearby endstand. “I’m starving! How about some eats, yeah? Got any sausages?” His manners were impeccable.