The First Time Gilbert Lost a Tooth

"BROTHER!" A high pitched cry broke through the whole mansion, surprising most of the workers and most especially Berwald himself, recognizing the voice of his own younger brother. Leaving his work behind, he hurriedly ran out of the library and towards where Gilbert is, heart constricting at the thought of any harm coming to the albino.

He found the other at the kids room slumped on the floor and a hand covering his mouth, big fat tears streaming down his face. Behind the albino stood Roderich, peering at his older brother with a worried expression and was patting the other's silver locks. Not far from they sat their second youngest Vash, staring at Gilbert curiously while still playing with his toys. Lilli, their youngest and only sister, was nowhere on the room. Berwald guessed she was with her wet nurse, considering their mother was nowhere home along with their father.

Berwald hurriedly ran and kneeled in front of his crying brother. "Gilbert? Gilbert, what's wrong?"

His younger brother only peered at him and cried further, burying his face on Berwald's chest. Berwald hugged him tight and rubbed his back in comfort, turning to Roderich.

"Rod, where are your nannies?"

The younger blinked his huge violet eyes at him. "Downstairs looking at the gardeners."

The eldest Beilschmidt felt his anger rising. Were they serious? How could they leave his younger brothers unattended?

He reminded himself to fire those good for nothings later. He's sure his parents would understand why.

"Gilbert?" he called to his crying brother again, pulling him away from his chest. He wiped the other's tears and peered at those ruby eyes. "What happened? Why are you crying?"

It took the albino a moment to respond, him hiccupping like there was no tomorrow, and he dropped the hand still covering his mouth, opening it wide for his older brother to see. The sight almost sent Berwald into a heart attack.

Blood. Gilbert's whole mouth was covered in blood and there, sitting on top of the other's bloodied tongue was an equally bloody tooth. He looked at his brother's scared eyes.

"Fell." Roderich was the one who spoke, pointing at a spot on the floor. "Brother Gwiber fell there and cry."

Berwald smiled at the younger and patted his head in thanks, the child giggling at the action. The eldest's attention was brought back to his bleeding brother when the albino tugged at his shirt, pushing his still bloodied tooth in front of his face.

Gilbert whimpered. "Brother my tooth fell. What am I going to do?"

"Wait, okay?" he told the albino, receiving a somber nod in return. Berwald turned to Roderich. "Take care of Vash, okay? I'll bring Gilbert to one of the maid's so that they could make him feel better."

The younger enthusiastically nodded and ran to their youngest brother's side, sitting beside the young blond and gave him more blocks to play with. Vash ignored the other but accepted the toys, immediately playing with them.

Roderich turned back to his eldest brother. "Will Brother Gwiber be okay?"

The eldest Beilschmidt nodded and gently tugged the albino up, pulling him out of the room and into the hallway, the two of them walking in silence. Halfway through the maid's quarters, Berwald remembered something and turned back to his younger brother who was still hiccupping but not as much as before.

"You should be happy Gilbert, now the tooth fairy can visit you." He said. The other peered at him in curiosity and interest.

"Tooth fairy?"

He nodded. "Yeah. You put your tooth under your pillow before you sleep and when you wake up, instead of the tooth, a present would be waiting for you. That happened to me before, when I first lost my tooth."

For a moment, those ruby eyes lighted up in glee, but a second later they were shaded with confusion.

"So… it's like the tooth fairy is by buying my tooth? Only I can't choose the payment. Why would they do that?" the question stunned Berwald, making him – and by extension Gilbert since he was holding the younger's hand – stop on his track. He could only stare at the other.

Really, there were times when Berwald forgot the other was supposed to be a genius.

"I…I don't know. You could try asking them though. Put a letter beside your tooth." He finally answered, resuming their walk. Gilbert looked uncertain for a moment before he nodded his head and smiled, humming happily. Clearly he was happy about his older brother's suggestion.

Well, Berwald really didn't care. He was just glad he dodged that bullet beautifully.

When they arrived at the maid's quarters, Berwald left his brother to their capable hands, pressing a light kiss on the albino's forehead when the other was reluctant to let his hand go and let him leave. Although not really keen on leaving his injured brother's side, he had pressing matters to attend to – like firing his brothers' incompetent nannies firstly and calling their parents afterwards.

Ages:

Lilli – months old

Vash – 2

Roderich – 3

Gilbert – 5

Berwald – 7

And well naturally, Ludwig wasn't born yet. Won't be until four years after.