You giggled evilly as you wrote down the last word. This was going to be too much fun. An
Ludwig was such a perfect target. You would have preferred to try this on Gilbert, seeing as he probably would get pissy, but he was out drinking. So, Ludwig it was.
You ran along the silent hallways of his house, giggling madly. Racing up the stairs, you burst into his office. Staring at him, you felt another wave of giggles stirring in your stomach.
The blonde German looked up from his paper work, a scowl forming on his face. You gaze him a dazzling smile and held out the paper.
"Hey Luddy! I was wondering if you could say these for me?"
He took the paper cautiously, and studied it. His eyes narrowed behind his glasses as he got farther down the list. He looked up and pursed his lips.
"I'm not saying zese, ______." He gave you back the paper and you sighed. "Why not?"
"I can't pronounce some of zose." He blushed slightly, glaring at his paper work.
"But Luddy, just one?" You gave him your best pouty face. Ludwig sighed, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes. You waited, biting your lower lip. Finally he looked up and nodded. You pumped your fists and pointed to the very last word.
"Say this one."
Ludwig looked at the word, then at you. You suppressed a wave of giggles, biting your tongue.
He mouthed the word silently and you could see him struggling to say it. It took all your will power not to laugh out loud.
"S-Sk-Skuirr-ul." He frowned and tried again. He got the same result. Slamming the paper down, he glared up at you. You flinched slightly, but still felt like laughing.
"Please leave _____. I have papervork to do."
You left, bursting into laughter as soon as you were out of earshot. That was too much fun.
Something was chattering. You frowned sleepily, turning over in bed. The chattering got even louder. You opened your eyes blearily.
A fuzzy grey brown thing was chattering at you, it's tail waving wildly.
It was a fucking squirrel.
Screaming, you shot out of bed and scrambled away from it. Racing into the living room, you snatched up your phone, dialing rapidly.
"Luddy!!! There's a squirrel in my house!!!"
"A vat?" He sounded amused some how.
"Sorry ______, you're going to have to say it in German."
WHAT? He wanted you to say squirrel in German?! How were you supposed to know that?!
You hung up the phone and turned to face the little beast barreling towards you. You were going to kill Ludwig for this.