Germany x Half-Dog!Reader - Mine part 2

I looked over at Ludwig to make sure this albino man was safe to talk to, even though he did seem trustworthy.

"This is ___________." Ludwig said, finally coming out of his facepalm. "And this is my bruder Gilbert."

"Oh, you're brother." I said, with a nod to clarify. I looked back over at Gilbert who ran over to me and began petting my ears.

"Woah, ________! You're a half-breed! That's awesome! Who's your owner?" He asked.

"I am." Ludwig stated firmly.

Gilbert's eyes went wide. "CAN I HAVE HER, WEST?"

"What?! Nein!" Ludwig said, looking startled that Gilbert would ask such a thing.

"But she's awesome!" Gilbert said, looking disappointed.

Ludwig only shook his head and Gilbert sighed, "Fine, but I still get to play with her!"

Ludwig gave him a sharp look of disapproval.

"Play?" I asked.

"Kesesesesesesese~! Don't worry about it, frau." Gilbert assured me, then looked all suspicious. "How'd she get here, west?"

And so, Ludwig went on and explained how you ended up in their home, and how you became his "Property." Gilbert listened intently all the while.

"He basically saved my life twice." I explained. "So, I was just wondering how I could repay him."

Gilbert glanced over at his brother before busting out in laughter once more.

"You have fun with that, west! I'm going to see what Antonio and Francis are up to! Kesesese~!" And with that he left, shutting the front door behind him.

I gave Ludwig a questioning glance. "Hmmm?"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Time Skip ~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I was sitting on the foot of Ludwig's bed waiting for him to come home. He had left with Gilbert to get some groceries. I hated the times when they left. It was quiet and lonely, but it did give me time to think.

I was right, living there was not bad at all. And I learned really fast on how to repay Ludwig for the things he had done for me.

To be honest I didn't mind doing all those things for him......and with him. However, I also had to repay Gilbert one time. The flashback flooded my mind.

I was running around with Aster, Blackie, and Berlitz, when I accidentally threw the Frisbee across the road. I dashed off to retrieve it, not noticing the large vehicle that was coming down the road at that time.

"________!" Gilbert yelled, luckily he had come outside to alert me it was time for dinner. He ran out into the road, pushing me out of the way, causing us both to tumble and roll out of the road, landing in the sweet grass with him on top of me.

I just stared up at him with wide eyes. "I- I'm sorry." I mumbled.

He only chuckled. "You'll have to repay the awesome me now, _______..." He murmured.

The sound of the door opening interrupting my thoughts.

"DON'T WORRY, __________! THE AWESOME ME HAS RETURNED!" Gilbert shouted.

I heard the sounds of plastic bags shuffling and packages being opened, as well as some beer bottles clinking. I dashed to the kitchen and helped put away all of the food.

"What do you want for dinner?" Ludwig asked.

I gave him the 'Are you kidding me?' look. I loved sausage, especially German. I'm not exactly sure why I did, perhaps it was the meats and seasonings that seemed to match no other sausage from other nations. Then again, being part dog probably added to the reasons why I liked it so much. He chuckled and went to making dinner.

"Come on, __________! I haven't blogged today!" Gilbert said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me off to his room.

Every single day he blogged about me, because some people, like himself, found half-breeds interesting (and awesome). So many people would send him messages asking about me. Some, who had been following him for a while, even knew my story. They were so kind and supportive of me, not at all like the people from the town.

"Can't I help Ludwig cook for once?" I asked, almost pleading.

"Fine, frau, but you'll have to make up for it later." He said, almost in a sing-song tone.

I knew he wasn't joking, but I still went to the kitchen, I assumed Ludwig wouldn't let him...right?

"Hey." I said, walking up next to him. Smelling the food in the pan. "May I help you cook?"

Ludwig nodded. "Hand me the pepper." He ordered, not looking away from the cooking meal.

"Of course." I said, turning around and grabbing it, then accidentally bumping his arm when I handed it to him, causing his elbow to meet with the handle of the skillet.

"Verdammt!" He said, taking his arm away from the pan quickly.

I looked at him with wide eyes. "I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" I grabbed an ice pack from the freezer next to me and handed it to him, guilt already growing in my stomach.

"You will pay for that, _______." He almost growled.

I froze. "Gilbert already said something along those lines......" I whispered.

He looked up at me with one eyebrow raised. "Gilbert?" I nodded in reply.

"Well then you're going to get it twice as hard aren't you?" He asked.

"What?!" I said, taking one step back.

He chuckled and called Gilbert, apparently the dinner was already done. We all sat in the living room and I ate my food, keeping an eye on both of them. Wondering what they would do....had they planned this?

After eating dinner, Ludwig didn't wash the dishes as usual. Instead he left them in the sink, along with the pan he had used to cook, and the night went on with.....other events...