The two German brothers were sat in Ludwig's jeep, driving home from a restaurant recommended by France. The food was actually pretty good. Good not great. It was actually getting dark. Ludwig didn't realise how long they were in the restaurant for, Prussia's company was fun. He had a nice time, which he hasn't really had in awhile. Say what you want about Gilbert, but the guy sure knows how to make anyone laugh when he wants to.

"So, how long til we get home? I'm tired." The albino yawned. Ludwig checked the digital clock on his dashboard.

"20 minutes at the most." He answered. Gilbert huffed and leaned back into his seat. But silence went passed and he huffed again. And again. "East! Stop with that!"

"With what?"

"That...huffing and puffing." Why did that make the elder smile? "It's rather annoying."

"Huffing, and puffing?" Gil smirked. "Am I the big bad wolf, West?" He chuckled lightly at his brother rolling his eyes.

"It's just how I describe it, shut up." He knew that his brother wouldn't shut up, but one of these days, he might. Let's hope.

"Hey. Is the wolf from the Three Little Pigs the same as the one in Little Red Riding Hood?" Gilbert asked, seriously curious.

"I don't know and I don't really care."

"Makes you think though. That sneaky wolf, trying to eat pigs then trying to eat a little girl. Pretty cool." That signature smirk returned to his face as he nodded with approval.

"Yeah, but he failed at both didn't he?" Why was he asking?

"I can't remember. I haven't heard those stories since I told them you when you were little." Gilbert looked at his brother, smiling. "You were so cute."

A light blush crept upon Ludwig's face. "Ja, you always say that whenever you reminisce."

"I'm only telling the truth." The albino shrugged and looked back towards the road. Ludwig snorted.

"That's the first..." He mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just..." He rubbed one of his eyes from tiredness. "You lie almost all the time." He looked at Prussia for a split-second before back to the road.

"I do not." Gilbert said, acting hurt but still smiling.

"What about when Italy asked where Spain was?" Gilbert already knew what moment he was talking about. "And you said 'check between your brother's butt cheeks'?"

"HEY! That wasn't a lie!"

"It still sent him running with a torch to Romano's house. Who afterwards-" He was interupted.

"Knocked the front door down to yell at me but got caught up insulting you for an hour and a half. That was hilarious." Gilbert laughed.

"That wasn't funny!"

"Not from where you were standing!" He continued to laugh at the memory of all those insults. Ludwig sighed.

"You need to stop messing around like that." Here comes the seriousness.

"Why?"

"Cause everytime you do something that you find hilarious, it's always me that ends up in the shit."

"But that's the funny part..." Gilbert was still smirking but only a little.

"Not for me. Unlike you, I actually care about my reputation. But if you continue like this, I won't have any left!"

"Well, maybe if you get that stick out of your ass, people would like you better!" Gilbert suddenly snapped. Ludwig didn't say anything back. Mostly likely giving his brother the silent treatment again.

The car was silent. The awkward kind of silent. The silence was made even more awkward by the sound of love songs playing on the radio. Ludwig looked at the clock. Only another 5 or so minutes and him and his brother can do what they usually do when they argue, even just a little bit. Gilbert can go straight to his bedroom and come out the next moment not remembering why he was even upset. Ludwig can grab a beer and maybe read a little before going to sleep, also not likely to remember the row. They bicker like brothers should, so why bother keeping it up?

'I know that there is pain, but you hold on for one more day...'

"And break free from the chain~" Gilbert suddenly mumbled to the song.

"Yeah I know that there is pain..." Ludwig mumbled back. The two looked at eachother slowly.

"But you hold on for one more day," They both sang together, getting slightly louder and smiling more with every word. "and you break free, right from the chain~!" Gilbert played a bit of air drums and Ludwig slapped the steering wheel to the beat as he checked the road.

"SOME DAY SOMEBODY'S GONNA MAKE YOU WANT TO TURN AROUND AND SAY GOODBYE!" They both continued singing loudly, grinning at eachother. "UNTIL THEN, BABY, ARE YOU GOING TO LET THEM HOLD YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU CRY! DON'T YOU KNOW,"

"DON'T YOU KNOW,"

"KNOW!"

"THINGS CAN CHANGE?"

"NO!"

"THINGS'LL GO YOUR WAY! IF YOU HOLD ON FOR ONE MORE DAY!" Big finish! "HOOOOOLD OOOON~~" The two stopped singing because they were laughing.

"How do we know this song?" Gilbert asked, chuckling.

"I-I don't actually know." Ludwig smiled at the older, then back to the road. Gilbert continued looking at him smiling.

"I'm sorry dude." He said looking down slightly.

"It's ok. I should know not to...lecture you." At that, Gilbert sat back comfortably into his seat, closing his eyes.

"You're possibly the coolest brother ever." He said all of a sudden. "A bit of a sissy, knowing these lyrics. But you're the only person as awesome as me."

"That...actually means a lot coming from you. So, thanks." Ludwig smiled to himself. "You're an awesome big brother. Who is also girly for knowing this song." Gilbert chuckled at that. They were an unusual pair of brothers, switching emotional levels so quickly. But they are quite possibly the closest brothers you'd meet. And through that newly found silence, Gilbert huffed.

I gotta be honest. I only wrote this because I wanted Gil and Lud to sing Wilson Phillips XD I heard the song on Bridesmaids and it reminded me of Harold and Kumar then this popped into my head.

I may be putting a new story up soon (I know, I've got a few I need to continue but my memory stick is just full of half written stories and I don't know what to do with them).

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks again for all the faves and reviews and stuff. It really means alot xoxo