"Mattie, vhere are Jou going?" Gilbert struggled to keep up with the Canadian boy as they rushed through the back woods, down a path that looked like it hadn't been walked through in ages.
"I want to show ya my secret base."
"Geez, Birdie, ve're not five anymore."
"So what? It's a grown up secret base."
"Does it have veed?"
"It did once."
"Mattie, Jou're some kind of bad boy.~"
"Don't give me that look, ya damn hoser."
Gilbert snickered to himself softly.
"So, does anybody else know about zhis secret base?"
"Just me, Francis and Alfred."
"Awe Mattie!" Gilbert's eyes sparkled excitedly.
"We're here." Matthew brushed a tree branch out of the way to reveal a little baby barn, door padlocked and windows curtained.
"It's adorable. Just like Jou."
"Shut your whore mouth."
"They'll never find us here."
"So be can get as loud as ve vant.~"
"Gil! Stop it!" Matthew gasped, a flirtatious grin on his lips. "This isn't the time for kinky sex."
"Matthew Williams, it is ALVAYS time for kinky sex."
"Get fucked."
"Only by Jou, mein Vögelchen."
"Ugh." He rolled his violet eyes.
"Do Jou still remember zhe code?"
"Yep!" He approached the door and spun the dial on the lock until it opened to a little room, an old bed inside and posters all over the walls. "This is halfway between my old house and the place I live now so we used to hang out here with Francis."
"Und now isht halfvay betveen our places so ve can hang here too!" Gilbert dropped down onto the bed, running his hands along the sheets. "Do Jou ever sleep here?"
"Gilbert Beilshmidt, what are you implying?!" Matthew sat down on Gilbert's lap and kissed his cheek.
"I'm implying zhat ve could sleep in here und nobody could hear Jou..." He paused, "complain about how cold mein feet are."
Matthew snickered softly, mussing his boy toy's hair. "You're so fluffy."
"Am not! Jou're zhe fluffy one!" Gilbert pulled Matthew down on top of him, kissing his nose. "Jou're fluffy und cute!"
"Hey, Gil?"
"Yeah?"
"You and Ludwig don't look that much alike."
"Ve're bozh adopted."
"Really?"
"Yeah...which reminds me..."
"Of what?"
"Well-" Gilbert's phone went off, cutting his words short. He plucked it out of his pocket and answered in a second. "Guten tag, little Bruder."
From where he sat, Matthew could hear Ludwig yelling at Gilbert.
"Ja. Ja. I'm sorry. Ve got a little off track. Just fry up some wurst from zhe freezer und ve'll be zhere in a few." He put his phone down and looked at Matthew apologetically. "I'll tell ja later, okay?"
"Okay."

*panicked screaming*