We're Cursed! [Lovino]

It was always the Egyptian artefacts, wasn't it? Gilbert shuddered as he stared at the tablet in front of him. Why is it that he always had to be the one to look over the crazy cursed Egyptian treasures? 'Lovino must plan it this way,' he thought, sifting through his supplies. With a mourning sigh, he set to work. It was easy enough to identify at least and the hieroglyphics on it were oh so helpful in the process, if a little bit sinister.

Yes, it would seem that this particular tablet was very, very cursed. It was part of a tomb, so there were probably ten other non-written curses on this thing that he didn't even know about it. He began to wonder when it would make his eyes explode into a swarm of locusts or whatever else they cursed it with. He wished that he didn't have to do this.

At least it was light. He lifted the tablet up and turned to bring it over to another table, only to crash into his lab partner and drop the priceless artefact on the ground. The cursed priceless artefact. He stared at the tablet, which now had a large crack running through it. "Lovino...don't panic, but....I think we're going to get eaten by locusts."

Right. Shit. No, he was definitely panicking.

"Ahh! What are you doing?! I just said don't panic!!" he growled as he picked the tablet up and placed it on the nearest clean surface. Luckily the crack did not go all the way through, though it was still pretty large. Did cracking a cursed object unlock the curse, or did it have to be completely broken? Gilbert couldn't remember; the only thing going on in his mind right now was that he might wake up to scarabs eating his brain. The mental imagery made him shudder.

He leaned in close to the tablet, examining the crack carefully. Fortunately, it was pretty shallow. Maybe the curse wasn't even activated yet? He didn't know exactly how curses worked, despite always ending up being the one who had to look at "cursed" artefacts. Sending Lovino a glare, he snapped back, "Well maybe if you paid attention to where you were going, I wouldn't have dropped it."

Honestly? Lovino was really starting to grate on his nerves. Whoever had decided to pair these two up was obviously incredibly stupid and needed to be thrown off the nearest skyscraper. Lovi and him just clashed far too much in personality to ever get along, even during trying times like these. He growled and pushed the hovering Italian out of his thinking space, it was impossible to work with someone staring over your shoulder like that. "Well, if you think I suck so much at handling cursed artefacts, why don't you fucking do it yourself next time! And shut the hell up, it's impossible to work with you whining in my ear the whole time."

The damage wasn't bad, the curse shouldn't activate from such a small break, would it? Feeling satisfied, he turned to his partner and smirked, "Why don't you just go back to counting your coins. This is fine"

Yes, they were most likely safe. He gave his grumpy companion's forehead a flick and turned back to what he had been doing before the incident occurred. Maybe he had instilled enough fear in Lovino to make him work with the cursed tablets from now on as well!

With a roll of his eyes, Gilbert turned to his frustrating partner and frowned. This kid really needed to get out of his way, or he was going to get angry. "Hm, that's funny. For not saying anything you sure are talking a lot."

When the Italian moved in closer to look at the artefact again, he had to refrain from shoving him back. That would only get him mad and make him even more unbearable. "Listen Lovino," he said, placing his hands on the other's shoulders and steered him back to the coins, "You are going to be fine. Now go back to your damn coins or I'll throw you out of the room."

At this point, he really was ready to throw his partner out of the room, it's not like Lovino was that heavy anyway. Plus it would get the other out of his hair while he worked.

"Annoying? I'm never annoy-- HEY!"

Gilbert stumbled as he was shoved to the side and Lovino darted back over to the tablet. The nerve of this kid! Here he was, trying to be helpful and the Italian was going to throw all of his hard work out the window. Well, not on his watch.

As soon as Lovino reached out to touch the tablet, Gilbert threw his arms around the others waist and hoisted him off the ground. Oh man, was he heavier than he looked! Instead of throwing him out of the door, which had been the original plan, he ended up stumbling backwards and causing them both to fall over.

He coughed, the wind knocked out of him by the Italian on top of him. "D-Don't touch that!"

Deciding that he had enough of the situation, Gilbert lay on the ground, ignoring when Lovino got up in favour of trying to get his breathing back to normal. Screw that Italian, if he wanted to get cursed at this point, no one was going to stop him. Hearing his partner stumble and crash around the lab was actually quite amusing, or it was until he heard the telltale clatter of a certain cursed object's reunion with the floor.

The German sat up, alarmed, as he heard Lovino's curse. The Egyptian tablet was on the floor again, the crack on it now at least twice as big. This didn't look too good. If the curse didn't get to them, management surely would. "Fucking...God dammit Lovino! What the hell did you do?!"

He growled in anger and moved over to the artefact to inspect the damage, which was probably more than a fill in fix with some putty at this point. "This is going to be such a bitch to repair. I hope you're happy, dummkopf! " he snapped up to his companion in frustration.

It wasn't entirely the Italian's fault, and he knew that, but it was still hard to keep from yelling at him. Perhaps this was the curse? No, the other had been plenty clumsy before the tablet was even recovered. He scooped up the piece carefully and placed it back on the table. Fuck curses, they could suck his balls at this point. Later on he could worry about that, for now he just wanted to keep his job.