it wouldn't hurt Roddy to work out!

doesn't know.. He wasn't even sure where to begin with this.. Stuff.

would help! But you couldn't say anything about how he teaches.

what he means by that...

make him do some intensive training.

... Doesn't think he would survive... Physical activities and him were not exactly friends.

make sure he lives! It would be bad for him too if he didn't.

that's only because he would lose his house. "Ah.. Maybe.. Gilbert.."

he'd lose his lover too! "Come on! It would be fun training together! Me and West used to!" ...Maybe he missed his Bruder just a bit.

frowns a bit at that. "You should go and see Ludwig, Gilbert." He leaned his head on his shoulder. "I don't know.. I don't want to die."

pouts at his suggestion. No way! "Oh come on, you can do it! I'll start you off small!"

frowns, he knew he wasn't going to be listened to. "How small is small?" If this involved running, he was not doing it.

Austria needs to run with him in the mornings. "Just a little weight excersizes!"

doesn't run. Running made him sick. "Do you promise?"

carry him in the mornings then! "Ja, I promise!"

wont get out of bed, he was lazy. "Okay..." He didn't know why he felt like he just signed a deal with the devil.

said he'd carry. Awake or not. Chances were if he wasn't awake, he'd wake him up with water. He grins at the acceptance. "Let's start then1"

would beat him senseless if he did that! "W-what?! N-now?!" He was a bit shocked, he didn't have anything he was willing to get sweaty.

it would be funny! "Ja, right now!" So he didn't back out.

bites his lip. "But... I don't have any clothes to work out in.."

pushes him towards the workout equipment. "It's okay, just take off your shirt!"

stares at him. "My shirt? Why?"

all ready stripping the coat off him.

makes a noise. "W-what are you doing?! I can do it myself!"

makes a face. =3= "You're moving too slow."

shrugs off the coat going to his shirt. "Do I have to..?"

pulls off his other shirt too so that he was bare chested. "Ja! You do."

frowns at this and his.. less then impressive chest. "Ah.. Do you need to take that shirt off too?" He reached for it.

tosses his own shirt off, eager to show off his muscles. "Nein~"

a slightly unhappy look, though he flushed a little bit.

shoves some weights into the other's hands. "All right! Let's go."

looks at the weights. "Go... where...?"

starts to lift them. "....Lift the weights."

nods a bit copying him, did he know what he was doing? No.

keeps doing workouts, waiting for Roderich to mimick him.

continues to mimic the other, though he started to get lazy after a short while.

moves over to correct him.

he didn't ask to do this... He unwillingly did what the other wanted.

work him until he's sore as hell tomorrow!

doesn't want that!

it's the only way to bulk up!

doesn't want to bulk up! He thought he would look strange with too much muscle.

a little bit will be nice though!

would try... for him...

it's healthy for him! Sitting around at the piano, eating cakes all day was bad!

doesn't *always* eat cakes. And he did other things besides the piano.

he needed to be more active regardless!

if that means, he wasn't attractive?

plenty attracted to him. He just worries that something will happen and he won't be able to defend himself.

fine.. He doesn't get himself into bad situations anymore.

the future is pretty...vague.

agrees with that, but it wasn't like he did much to anger people... Generally he just went with things.

he should be more independant about things. Least they break you apart and you lose your nation status.

doesn't want to lose his nation status, what happened to the other terrified him.

he should bulk up then!

.... doesn't want to do that either. playing the piano and not doing much had worked this long..

insist.

why.

he could stand to lose those pounds!

insulted!.... But is now working a bit harder..

just wanted to change the subject. Picking on Roddy did the trick. "One, two~ Come on Roddy! Keep up the pace!"

glares at this but continues.

snickering and working with him. They were bonding through torture!

would probably hit him with something if he wasn't holding dumb bells.

he doesn't realize he can hit him with those.

luckily for him, hadn't realized that.

glad Roddy was so simple minded sometimes.

that the other is lucky.

very lucky~

he should relish in that luck while it lasted. "Can we stop?" His arms were sore.

nods a bit. They worked up a good sweat. "Ja, we can."

quiet literally drops the dumb bells. "Thank goodness."

frowns at that! "Take better care of those!"

frowns right back. "But they are heavy.."

shakes his head. "They are like your piano!"

nods now. "I'm sorry." He said right away realizing they were important to him.

his equipment. "You're forgiven." He leans in to kiss his cheek.

smiles a bit and pecks his cheek lightly in return. "You know, I now know if you take my piano again, what I will go for, ja?"

flinches. "Ja, but you better not."

smiles a bit, he actually looked a bit mischievous. "Just keep it in mind, alright?"

does not like that look! He thinks Roddy would take too much pleasure in ruining his equipment! "...Ja, fine."

would. Especially if it meant a day and a half of piano tuning again.

not happy that he found a weakness.

now knows two. His ego and his work out equipment.

his ego isn't a weakness!

it is if he doesn't stroke it.

it's still not a weakness!

just wont call the other awesome or praise him for a week and see how that goes.

be disappointed, but his ego told himself that he was awesome.

wont say anything about him being awesome, or helpful at all.

Roddy's praise though!

that he should admit that his ego is one of his weaknesses then.

doesn't think it is though!

considers it one.

doesn't.

isn't going to argue over such an obscene topic.

he wins then!

... Just gives up.