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prussia//gilbert

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kinda offensive jokes but not rlly lol

when gil starts talking abt francis getting kicked in the balls, they are seniors in high school. sorry i didn't make that completely clear.

i couldn't find a good prussian translator, so i decided to go with german since i know the languages are similar. if you know of a translator (or know prussian yourself) please feel free to comment or pm me for changes!

sorry this is so late!

~translations~
heilige Scheiße = holy shit

it was a sunny day, not uncommon for the area. shadows of trees dusted the area, providing shade for students of campus. and there lay one particular student.

"hey! jou zhere!" a voice shouted. the shaded-student jumped at the sudden sound, it was a miracle she could hear him over the blaring music coming from her headphones. "fucking christ man, you scared the shit out of me." she spat, taking out one of the wires from her right side. "I am making jou my friend because I am awesome and I need an awesome sidekick." he explained.

is this kid special or something? the listener thought.

"listen, I'm flattered by the offer, but I don't hang out with idiots." she said coldly, putting the right headphone back in her ear. the strange child was angered by this, and snatched the headphones away from her. "dude! what the fuck?!" she screamed. "jou vill get zhese back vhen jou become my friend." he taunted, holding the white wires far above her head. though they were only in 7th grade, his prussian blood made him extraordinarily taller than her. "god you're a fucking ass. give them back!" she yelled, reaching up as high as she could. "don't you have any other friends to mess around with, dickwad?" she scolded, still reaching. "all jou have to do is say zhat jou are my friend, and I vill give zhem back." "fine! whatever! I'll be your stupid friend, just give them back!" she caved. without time for a second thought, the wires were back in her hands.

"now zhat jou are my friend, vhat is jour name?" he asked. "(y/n). but call me whatever, I couldn't care less." she stuffed her hands in her pocket. she was going through what most would call and "edgy phase". "I am zhe awesome gilbert! but jou may call me jour awesome supreme overlord of all zhe universe!" he introduced.

so he really is special.

"yeah, I'm not calling you that, giltard."

and from then on, (y/n) would recognize this day as the best and worst choice she ever made. on one hand, she met her best friend. on the other, he was an annoying cunt that didn't know how to keep his mouth shut. nonetheless, they had each other's backs, and no one could end that.

"so zhen, antonio kicked francis in zhe balls and zhe stupid frog started crying like zhe little girl he is." gilbert rambled, ending the sentence with his signature obnoxious laugh. (y/n) hadn't been paying too much attention, the butterflies in her stomach seemed to be fluttering at an unnatural speed. she nodded, to pretend like she was listening. though, gilbert knew she wasn't.

gilbert has seen her like this before, some days she would just go quiet. he knew she didn't like to talk about her feelings, the one time he pressured her to do so he got slapped in the face. so, he would normally just go about the day as usual. but, this time it was different. instead of a solemn sort of silence, she seemed to be flustered. she had a shy smile on her face, giggled and flinched every time gilbert touched her — which he did often, being a touchy guy — and blushed easily. one more thing that was off-putting about (y/n) today was her name-calling abilities. she hadn't called him "dumbass" or "retard" once.