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Hetalia Kink meme part 15

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Gilbert had put his little brother to bed about an hour ago and he was happily recounting his awesome day in his diary. He was thinking of maybe doing some after-the-watershed stuff but he kept hearing noises upstairs. He could hear floorboards creaking and annoyed, muffled groans from his brother’s room. It was really distracting and he couldn’t help thinking that if he could hear his tiny brother, probably trying to be as quiet as possible anyway, there was no doubt little Ludwig would be able to hear what Gilbert was doing down here. He closed his diary and filed it away next to his many (many many many) others and went upstairs with a candle to check on his baby brother. Pushing open the door to his room he saw a little lump under the covers on Ludwig’s bed. He walked quietly over to the bed, unsure if the lump was asleep or not. He leaned over it and watched it intently for a few seconds…
“…Ludwig?” Gilbert whispered.
No reply.
“Are you asleep?”
“…Ja.” The lump muttered irritably. Gilbert grinned and pulled the covers back roughly. Ludwig glared up at him, his blond hair all mussed up and his face flushed.
“You are such a bad liar! Sleeping people don’t answer questions!” Gilbert cackled, setting the candle down on Ludwig’s nightstand.
“I… I could’ve been talking in my sleep.” Ludwig protested weakly, bunching his nightshirt up in his fists.
“So tell me, Bruderchen; why are you still awake a whole hour after I put you to bed? This isn’t like you at all!”
Ludwig looked up at his brother with clear eyes.
“I am finding it hard to fall asleep tonight, Bruder.” God this kid was so formal with his Hochdeutsch and freakishly straight posture. But damn if it wasn’t adorable.
“So what’s the problem? Too hot?”
“No.”
“Too cold?”
“No.”
“Thirsty? Hungry?”
“No, no.”
“D’you have to pee?”
“No! I don’t know why, I’m just not sleepy.” Ludwig frowned, folding his chubby arms. Sometimes Gilbert just wanted to pinch that little brother of his; he was so pink and soft!
“Well that’s no good, is it? I’ll have to find some way to get you to sleep. How about I hit you over the head with a log? You’d be out like a light!” Gilbert joked. Ludwig’s arms immediately went to protect his head and he glared at his older brother who just laughed back at him. “I’m kidding! Kidding! Would you like to hear a story to send you to sleep?” Gilbert offered, sitting himself down on the little three-legged stool he’d helped Ludwig make a few years ago. It was kind of wonky. Ludwig looked at his brother suspiciously and shuffled back to sit against his pillows.
“What kind of story?” he asked.
“What kind do you want?” Gilbert grinned.
“Um… an adventure story.” Ludwig answered pensively.

“Good choice! Hm… well now this story happened centuries ago; long before you came along. See, there was this dragon whose name was Adler, and he was a pretty amazing dragon. He could fly and breathe fire and he was super strong. He was inde…”
“How big was he?”
“What? Um, I-I don’t know. Uh, 30ft high, let’s say.”
“He must have been really heavy. How could he fly?”
“He had really big wings!” Gilbert was getting slightly frustrated now.
“And how did he breathe fire?” Ludwig asked, genuinely curious. He wasn’t aware that he was annoying his brother.
“Fire pixies in his mouth!” Gilbert said the first thing that came to his head.
“Oh, okay.” Ludwig accepted it.
“Jeez.” Gilbert sighed, “May I continue?”
“Yes.” Ludwig nodded, satisfied with his brother’s explanations, not noting the bitterness in his brother’s voice. Gilbert cleared his throat.
“Right, so Adler was practically indestructible. He lived with a bunch of other dragons but none were as awesome as Adler! There was this one really snooty one that acted like he was better than Adler all the time, even though he wasn’t and he was only strong because he had a bunch of smaller dragons who all did everything he said.”
“What was his name? The snooty dragon?”
“Uh, Kotzbrocken.” Gilbert grinned to himself. Good name. Ludwig giggled and Gilbert suppressed the urge to smother the little kid in a bone-breaking hug.
“And there was this other dragon, a girl dragon that was always hanging around Kotzbrocken and she was really mean to Adler, always hitting him even when he was just trying to be nice to her.”
“What was her name?” Ludwig asked.
“Oh, um… Unchen.” Gilbert hadn’t really thought it through. “Anyway, Kotzbrocken and Unchen had been on Adler’s case all day just because Adler had tried making friends with some of their friends. Acting like they were too good for Adler, or something…”
“Then what?” Ludwig was really invested in the story now.
“So Adler goes to see his own friends, Spinner and, um, Froschfresser, and he says…”
“Says?”

“Yes, he says…”
“He can talk? But he’s a dragon.” Ludwig looked perplexed. Gilbert sighed in frustration.
“Dragons can talk!”
“No they can’t! They’re reptiles and reptiles can’t talk. Only humans can talk.” Ludwig asserted.
“Well, uh, well the snake in the Garden of Eden could talk!”
“He was a reincarnation of the devil, not a real snake.” Ludwig corrected. How was it so easy to go from wanting to smother this kid in kisses to wanting to just smother him in such a short period of time?
“Fine! He says ‘Ngraaaw!’,” Gilbert imitated, bringing his hands up to his chest and curling his fingers to look like claws, “which is dragonisch for ‘Hey, you guys! I’m angry so let’s go drink, uh, fairy water!’” He translated. Ludwig laughed at the impression and proceeded to impersonate a dragon himself (making the smallest and cutest roar that had ever been uttered) before doubling over in a fit of giggles in his bed. Gilbert leaned over the bed and tackled his little brother in a bear hug, mussing his hair some more and tickling his sides until he started hyperventilating from laughing too much. Gilbert finally let go, laughing to himself as Ludwig lay back on his pillows panting between giggles and little roars.
“So,” Gilbert continued, smiling down at his little brother, “Adler and Spinner and Froschfresser went out to drink some fairy water.”
“W-wait- what’s fairy water?”
“Oh it’s this… special water made by fairies.”
“What makes it so special?”
“Th…they put a spell on it. It makes you feel happy when you drink it but later it makes you feel really awful.”
“Then why did Adler and his friends drink it?”
“Uh, it’s really great water. Seriously, the consequences are worth it. You’ll understand when you’re a little older, believe me.” Gilbert mused shortly about beer. Ludwig looked bemused. “Anyway!” Gilbert continued, “Adler and Froschfresser and, uh,”
“Spinner.” Ludwig helped.
“Yeah, Spinner. Those three went out to drink some of this fairy water and they drank so much of it that when they woke up the next morning they had no idea where they were anymore!”
“Auweh!” Ludwig exclaimed.
“Right! They woke up in a strange land with black and white bears, and where everyone ate these strange white grains. Adler and the other two,”
“Froschfressr and Spinner.”
“Yeah, them. They were really confused until this other dragon turned up. He was kind of small but had a long body and he looked really different to the dragons where Adler was from. He didn’t like these guys being in his country with his permission, especially as, under the influence of a lot of fairy water, they had made quite a big mess. So he was about to kick u- I mean, Adler, Spinner and Froschfresser out, but first Adler asked him if he knew the way back.”
“In Dragonisch?”
“Yes, in Dragonisch. And the long dragon grumpily told them they needed to head where the sun sets and trek across the huge country of his neighbour; the fearsome ice dragon!”
“The ice dragon?”
“Yes, the ice dragon. He was the biggest and scariest dragon of all, and his country was huge and inhospitable, and he didn’t like enemy dragons in his country uninvited, so the other three would have to go as quietly and secretly as they possibly could.” Gilbert lowered his voice to a whisper and Ludwig’s eyes got wider. It was all getting very exciting! “And so they crept across the snow and ice and marshes in complete… silence…” Gilbert walked his fingers slowly along the side of the bed, unable to suppress a smile as Ludwig watched them go, completely caught up in his stupid little story.

“Then suddenly!” Gilbert broke the silence loudly, making Ludwig start, “another dragon appeared!”
“The ice dragon?!” Ludwig asked, looking honestly scared.
“No; his beautiful sister dragon with really big, uh, horns.” Gilbert quickly corrected himself.
“What happened?”
“Well, Adler and his friends got really distracted by her horns and just decided to talk to her for a while, tried to see if she’d like to go with them on the rest of their journey. Asked her if she’d like to play some games.” Gilbert looked off into middle distance, absently stroking the side of Ludwig’s bed. “And everything was going well! The ice dragon’s sister was really nice, if a little shy. She was totally going to come with the others on their journey, when the ice dragons other sister showed up! She wasn’t nearly as nice as big-horned-dragon, and was weirdly protective of the ice dragon. She started calling for her brother and lashing out at Adler and Spinner with her long claws!”
“No! Wait, where was Froschfresser?”
“Oh, him? He’d seen long-claw dragon coming and knew how mean she was so he’d run off like a coward already.”
“Angsthase!” Ludwig cried, outraged at Froschfresser’s cowardice. Gilbert chuckled.
“Yeah, well, soon enough the ice dragon came. He eventually managed to pull off long-claw dragon and he sent his two sisters away so he could deal with Adler and Spinner himself.”
“Was he scary?” Ludwig asked, pulling his blankets up over himself, eyes wide.
“The scariest! He was twice Adler’s size, and he had the creepiest smile. And his mouth was full of sharp teeth, each one pointy like a sword. His eyes glowed an unearthly violet and the temperature dropped whenever he was near.” Gilbert leaned in as he spoke, his voice low. Ludwig shivered. “He grabbed Adler with one hand,”
“Dragons don’t have hands.” Ludwig corrected matter-of-factly. Way to ruin the atmosphere, Gilbert thought. He sighed.
“Well if they’re not hands, what are they? They’re not paws.”
“They’re feet.”
“You can’t grab something with your foot!”
“Monkeys can.” Ludwig said, not about to be outdone.
“Dragons aren’t monkeys! Fine, we’ll say he grabbed Adler in his claws.”
“…okay.” Ludwig accepted.
“And he picked Spinner up with his others. Both of them tried bravely to escape, lashing out and biting at the ice dragon, but nothing they did could help them.” Gilbert said melodramatically. “Doom seemed imminent. The idea that they might die in the clutches of this cold, brutal dragon, in this desolate land…” Gilbert paused and looked down at Ludwig, hugging his knees and looking completely petrified. Damn, he was an awesome story teller. “But then Adler, had an amazing idea.”
“What? What was it?!”
“He lied. He told the ice dragon, in a series of roars and growls that constituted the dragonisch language, that he had seen an oracle.” Ludwig cocked his head to one side. “And he told him that the oracle had predicted this and that it would lead to uproar among the other dragons and they’d all come and attack the ice dragon in an army so huge he’d never be able to defeat them all.”
“Did he believe it? Did he let them go?!” Ludwig was hanging on his every word.
“…yes. He bought it completely. He suddenly looked really scared and dropped both of them. He told them to leave his country and never come back! So off they flew, with only a few cuts and bruises. They landed in a clearing in the middle of a thick forest in one of the ice dragon’s neighbouring countries. They weren’t really sure where they were now, but they kept walking through the forest, towards where the dun set, just like the long dragon had told them. Further and further into the forest they walked, weaving between the trees…”
“Why didn’t they just fly above the trees to see where they were going?”
“Well, obviously their wings were tired from the journey. Pay attention, Ludwig!” Gilbert pretended to scold.
“Sorry.” Ludwig stifled a yawn.

“And they kept walking until they came to a cliff. Now what? they thought. Adler had no idea how to get home from here, but Spinner lived in a cave on an island so he decided to abandon Adler and swim back home on his own.”
“Poor Adler.” Ludwig said quietly.
“Yeah, poor Adler. So he was stuck on his own for a few days, wondering from country to country, asking dragons for directions back home. The days turned into weeks and soon he wasn’t sure he’d ever make it back home. Then one moonless, starless night, in the pitch dark Adler stumbled into a cave at random, hoping that whatever dragon lived there wouldn’t kick him out or try and eat him, and he curled up to go to sleep. It wasn’t until the next morning that he realised it was his own cave he’d crashed in. He was really relieved and was about to go out and see Unchen and Kotzbrocken when he noticed something weird in his cave. Tucked in a dark corner, there was an egg…” He waited for a response. Nothing. He looked down at Ludwig, now sleeping soundly. He smiled and blew out the candle next to his brother’s bed. Tiptoeing out of the room as quietly as possible he shut the door gently behind him. He’d have to finish his awesome story another night; he’d tell him about the cute little baby dragon that came out of the egg and how Adler learned to look after him and all the stupid mistakes the new baby dragon made and how Kotzbrocken kept trying to take the little dragon away from him, and the way Adler would fight to keep him away from that snooty dragon. Another night maybe.

oh god sorry this is so late! i couldn't think of a non-mushy ending and i had no internet for a couple of days- hope OP can forgive me :'D

omg... not the OP but I loved every bit of it, Prussia and little!Germany were IC and Prussia's story was absolutely hilarious xD

Thanks so much! Glad you enjoyed it :)

OH MY GOD, THIS WAS FREAKING PERFECT!! It's exactly the kind of thing I had in mind. Germany was so adorably annoying and Prussia's explanations and how he made the other nations into dragons in the story was priceless XD And I thought the "sappy" ending was adorable, so no worries :)
It's a good thing I happened to think to come back to this page or I never would have found this wonderful fill! Did you put in on the fills list? I'm sure you'd have a lot more readers if you did that. Or maybe I'm just an idiot and I missed it on there ^^;

Just posted it in fills now! I'm so happy it pleased you, OP- I had fun writing it :D Thank you!

Oh my god, this is so gosh-darned cute! x3!!

The formatting was a bit hard on the eyes, though. D: Next time, you might wanna try double-spacing each paragraph.

You got any other adorable fills like this?! *squeee*

Adorable!! Please write more Gerbro fics like this, writer-anon! Enjoyed it immensely!

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