#credit for the 'lemon drop' nickname goes to tianeve-q xx

[grindy-cog]

Aberforth (grimacing, as he sees Gellert coming in the kitchen, still half asleep and with a messy hair, standing in all directions): So, Grindivalt; are you a big spoon, or a little spoon?

Gellert (after drinking a cup of black coffee in one go): I'm a knife, you illiterate git. Need a demonstration?

Albus (from upstairs): I've heard that, Gellert!

Aberforth (smirking): Ha!

Albus (voice coming closer): I've heard you too, Abe.

Gellert (pleased with the situation): Cat got your tongue, Dumbledore?

Albus (entering the kitchen, addressing Gellert): Behave, my Lemon Drop.

[Gellert, furiously blushing at the nickname, opens his mouth to say something but shuts it; as Albus hugs him from behind, resting his cheek on the former's head, who melts into the embrace.]

Aberforth (white as a ghost and with a pained expression): Seems like I got my answer.

[A moment later, while running from the kitchen, scared for life.]

Aberforth: Ariana! Come on, let's feed the goats together. Far from here, yes. Far, far away from here.