Ludwig was very much a man of routine so he had taken the dogs out promptly for their walk. It was actually an enjoyable experience for him because he loved his dogs. They were well behaved mostly impart to who their owner was but all the same they just were. As it were he made the rounds of the neighborhood twice so the dogs got all their business done, and then he made his way back to his home which he noted needed the outside power washed. The man had some trouble getting his German Shepherd to stay still as he fiddled with his house keys and opened the door walking in. The home was silent except now dogs were scampering inside the living room. With a heavy sigh he gave a small smile as he closed the door and watched them. Moving across the floor into the kitchen he opened the pantry door and reached to the bottom shelf pulling out dog biscuits and awarding precisely four each, no more no less. Though his damn brother had the habit of giving them more and table scraps which made him more than irritated.


The home really was too quiet but he was under the impression Gilbert was downstairs playing something. As the dogs munched happily on their biscuits he made a go upstairs to grab something he forgot to bring down earlier. With just as quiet of feet he walked up the wooden stairs and down the hall to the room Prussia was in. Unaware of the intruder he opened the door before stopping and staring.
"W--What are you doing!" He managed suddenly feeling his personal space was violated.

The walk was so unimportant right now that he could've forgotten about it happily. The fact was someone that was not him was at his computer! The sheer fact that Prussia would even touch his personal desktop was unfathomable and more or less triggered his OCD as many suspected he had. With a stern expression that was icier with his anger he strode over, grabbed the arm of the swivel chair and wheeled it away from the desk. He then took Prussia by the arm and pulled him up off the chair and out of the computer room with a huff.
"Do I need to start locking my doors? You do not go on that without MY permission and that does not mean do as you wish!" Germany commanded as he was stellar at doing.

He could positively just kill the man right now he was getting so annoyed but that was just irritation speaking. As Prussia made his way back to Germany's desk he bristled. Someone was going through his things, in his office, on his computer! If it wasn't for it's necessity he would never own a damn computer. It was so easy for people to look into things they shouldn't and unless you caught them you would never know. There was the simple fact Prussia was such a deviant he didn't trust him anywhere near a piece of technology like this. The man had his own laptop so why was he even bothering him at all? Honestly it was just beyond him the reasoning for Gilbert's idiocy.
"You can go and wait for your laptop to be finished whatever it is doing! Unless you have permission you do not get on here, at all!" Germany made sure he sounded commanding enough to make this serious. After all if there was one thing he hated and it was his space being occupied by people even it was his family.

"You can check it under my watch meaning I will be standing right here." Ludwig folded his arms against his chest and stood firmly in his spot.
"Further more I am hiding nothing indecent because I am not like you." He added as an side note to this fuss. Why was it Gilbert insisted to always push him more and more? His temper was very obvious when you did things he did not want you to do and so he was highly irritated right now. If Gilbert even so much as glanced at another page that wasn't his email he was going to hit him and that was what brother's did; German brothers anyway.

Oh Germany knew that Prussia spent most of his time online; it showed because the man barely cleaned and hid in the basement all day. However this did not stop him from assuming that Gilbert was going to do something devious online. The internet had many venues in which people could look up the weirdest things; he should know but there was no way he would let Prussia know this. Instead he kept his feet planted on the floor and did not budge at all.
"You may not break it but you are going to do something weird on there if I turn my back." The blonde replied frowning a bit. Of course he had a gut feeling it would be his luck that something pressing came up that required his full attention elsewhere.

Germany frowned and folded his arms against his chest staring Prussian down like a drill instructor. Instead of saying anything he let his arms to fall to his sides and walked out of the room. Was it Prussia's sole goal in life to piss him off? Ludwig knew in about two hours or less he would be back to not being so angry with the albino. Just for now he was going to huff downstairs and finish cleaning up and getting ready for dinner later.
"You can't get away from the internet for two seconds can you? Instead of waiting for your laptop to finish doing whatever you bother my computer."

"You go into my office without my permission, use my computer, you do that with everything in this house that isn't yours. It is as if you have no manners what so ever." The blond haired man grumbled as he made his way into the kitchen. Pulling out various pots and pans he could not help but feel slightly irritable; well not even slightly but very irritable. It appeared that only Gilbert could really get him this riled up which was an annoying thing. Germany debated on whether he should even fix dinner for the both of them now and force Gilbert to fend for himself. Except for when he was younger he did not remember a time when Prussia actually cooked his own food; at least not that he saw.