Written in Ink: Book One (Germacest/PruCan)

Chapter 4

No P.O.V.

The morning was warmer then the ones that Gilbert was used to. Before now his room was never heated properly so it was always frigid cold when he got up. But now was different he was awaken to the gentile touch of one of the older maids hand on his shoulder. That hand began to shake his shoulder lightly as Gilbert groaned and sat up looking at the maid.

"Is it really six already?" Gilbert groaned wanting to go back to sleep for a few more hours. He knew that if he did that though his father would have his head.

"Yes it is Mr. Gilbert please get ready ve have made you and Ludwig breakfast." The maid bowed slightly and walked out of Gilbert's room closing the door behind her. That was another thing he hardly ever did other then on special days, was eat breakfast. His mother never had the time to make him breakfast, but sometimes after she had a long day of work he would make her a huge breakfast that always made her smile.

Gilbert groaned walking to his closet and picking out some casual clothes not wanting to be to up tight, and not to formal. It was a normal cut plain black shirt that stood out compared to my pale skin. A pair of dark, almost navy blue loose fit jeans. Then a pair of black converse sneakers to top the whole look off, he was satisfied with his outfit and hair. Then his horrid and bight red eyes stuck out the most, Gilbert hated his eyes almost as much as being albino in general.

A few minutes after Gilbert put a few binders, some pencils and a folder, plus a black and red sweatshirt in his backpack, Ludwig came running into his room.

"Jour up, so zat does mean vater did register you in school." Ludwig said with the biggest smile on his face. The littlest things made him so happy, that's what was so great about him. The boys had walked down stairs to the kitchen where he two maids were standing behind two chairs, and in front of those two chairs were a plates of food with silver ware properly set. Across the table in his usual seat was their father drinking his morning coffee and reading the newspaper.

Gilbert didn't even look at his father or even glance in that direction, he sat in one of the seats in front of one of the maids and picked up the silver starting to pick at the sausage. He wasn't all that hungry first thing when he woke up, he simply wasn't used to it. Ludwig on the other hand enjoyed his breakfast every morning, it was the only filling meal he would eat until dinner around 7PM.

Gilbert picked at his food here and there still not making any eye contact with his father. He didn't finish his whole plate but he did eat one of the two sausages and half his eggs. He looked over at Ludwig's plate and he had it bare of everything that was on it. "Jou ready we have to start valking if ve vanna make it by 7:30" Ludwig said smiling and standing up and pushing his chair in leaving all his dishes right there. So Gilbert copied and left everything there and pushed his chair in. Even though he felt very awkward making the maids clean up after him.

As the walked out into the garage where they left their shoes Ludwig had to stop and put his coat and shoes on, they were sorta just normal shoes. The coat was a dark green and it looked like a little army issued jacket. Gilbert had already put his shoes on previously. Gilbert expected them to be fancy dress shoes but no, they were sort of everyday rich kid sneakers. They both then started to walk to school, it was a short walk but with how cold it was Gilbert grabbed the sweatshirt out of his backpack and put it on.

Ludwig walked next to Gilbert breathing in the cold crisp air, his breath coming out as small clouds of vapor. The small boy shivered at almost every gust of wind that blew. Gilbert on the other hand walked with a straighter posture and stood tall, he was lean and sturdy. The wind hardly bothered him, the cold itself never bothered him. They walked in silence until Gilbert spoke up, "Are jou going to show me to ze office vhen ve get zere?"