Chocolate

Family Dinner

Ludwig groaned, waking up to the sound of a blaring alarm. His hand made it's to the night stand next to him. Then promptly hit the snooze alarm. One of his eyes cracked up and looked over at his alarm. 6:30. It's too early for this. He buried his face into his pillow letting out a long sigh before forcing himself out of his bed. He brushed his bangs back only for it to stubbornly fall back into place.

In a zombie like state, he trudged into the bathroom. The first thing he did was make a move towards his precious hair gel he can't go with out.

The moment his older brother and dad caught sight of his him mid way down stairs they both ended up loosing it. Gilbert laughed so hard he ended up falling backwards in his chair knocking over his bowl of cereal. Their dad tried to hold back his snickers, lifting up his coffee before one kick from Gilbert manages to knock it over. His elder brother hollered in laughter, giving no sign of stopping soon.

"Are you trying to tell me something son?"

Ludwig didn't say anything, walking down the stairs he sat at the table acting as normal as possible. He carefully leaned over grabbing an apple that somehow did get splattered with milk. Or had a curdled soggy piece of cereal. Gilbert still stayed on the floor wheezing for desperate breaths of air. Awkward silence took over at the table, Ludwig and his dad kept staring at each other.

After a few minutes of this Gilbert broke the silence. Trying to get off the floor and ending up a his chair between his legs his face dropped to the floor hitting his nose.

"You idiot he's trying to ask if this your way of coming out of the closet." The albino said to the floor, well, screamed.

The neighbours probably heard him.

"What in the hell are going on about?"

"..."

"..."

"What?"

His dad cleared his throat, taking a sip from his coffee. Gilbert surprisingly didn't say anything. Both men were exchanging looks for a moment.

"Well?"

"It's just your clothes."

"My clothes..?"

"You look gay!" His brother snapped again. Finally shooting up from the floor.

"How do i look gay!?"

"It's your shirt.." His dad spoke up, turning his attention away from his son. "Like I said last night, your brother and I will love you all the same Ludwig."

"I'm not gay!"

"Your shirt says other wise!" Gilbert trilled.

"Enough you two." He half heartedly scolded. Even if he knew that was no use, his two kids haven't exactly ever listened to him since they were 5.

"How do we not know Gilbert isn't the gay one? There's Roderich."

"Your both gay drop it."

"I'm not gay!" He shouted yet again.

"Have we not been over this!? I'm playing for both teams."

That was Ludwig's cue to leave. "I'll see you both later!" He grabbed his half eaten apple, keys, and bag before practically running out of the house before he heard any more from those two. Just as he was closing the door he heard Gilbert begin to laugh again, at one point his father threw (what he assumed) was an banana from the fruit bowl.

By the time he got to school he managed to get more comments from school. Most of the students just stared at him. For the most part he ignored most of the comments except for one in particular from a older woman that worked in the office.