"But I hate chores!"
You just sighed and rolled your eyes, throwing a feather duster at Gilbert's head in annoyance. If he insisted on living with you, the least he could do was pitch in and help clean the place.
"I don't care!" you countered, dragging him back into the kitchen by the back of the albino's T-shirt. "You live here, you'll help keep it clean!"
"You can't force the awesome me to do such menial tasks!" Gilbert proclaimed, latching his legs around the leg of the table. "It's not epic enough!"
Growling, you dropped the pompous nation on his back and grabbed a dish cloth from the nearby sink, dumping it on his head. Spluttering, the silver-haired man ripped the offending piece of material off his face and spat out a mouthful of suds that had been clinging to it. Why you put up with him, you just couldn't figure out.
A sly plan wormed its way into your mind suddenly, and you smiled deviously, your back to your scowling room mate. You knew a way to get him to help with the chores of his own free will.
Turning on the kitchen tap, you let the warm water run into the sink and started idly scrubbing a few dirty dishes. You looked over your shoulder at Gilbert and said casually, "If you were really awesome, a few dirty dishes wouldn't be a problem for you."
At his outraged expression, you snickered to yourself and continued. "But if that's how it is..."
"I'm too awesome to be accused of not being awesome!" Gilbert exclaimed, gripping the dish cloth tightly in his hand and springing to his feet. He almost pushed you out of the way so he could get to the sink. "I'll show you how awesome I am! These dishes won't defeat me yet!"
Surprised at how well your plan had worked, you could only stand back and hold a hand over your mouth to try and keep your laughs hidden - Gilbert stood there with such a look of determination on his face as he scrubbed the dishes to the point of breaking, his arms up to the elbows in soapy water. When he stuck his tongue out concentration, you couldn't help a small giggle breaking free.
Gilbert snapped his red eyes from the dishes to your amused expression and scowled.
"You may have won this time, frau... BUT I STILL HATE CHORES!"