DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HETALIA, WISH I DID, but you can't have everything in life...
Yeah...another short one...I suck don't I...
"Gilbert! What the hell are you doing on the table!?" yelled Antonio questionably. He had just come home from shopping for Lovino's party, and was about to put away the groceries, when he was welcomed with Gilbert dancing on the kitchen table and singing at the top of his lungs to a song. And not to mention the fact that Gilbert wasn't a good singer. His ears were hurting bad enough to give him a migraine. Gilbert had stopped singing and paused the music.
"What? I'm just practicing my singing."
"I really don't care right now, just help me with the bags."
Gilbert hopped down from the table and grabbed the bags that Antonio was holding. He put them on the table and started to put away the food. Antonio went to the door and grabbed the rest of the bags. He returned to find out that not only had Gilbert stopped putting away the food, but also turned up the music and was now holding a stalk of celery and using it as a microphone. Antonio's ears felt like bleeding.
Gilbert walked over to him and took the bags that he was holding and set them on the table. Then, surprisingly, Gilbert stopped singing. With an evil grin, he walked back over to Antonio. Antonio knew something bad was about to happen.
Gilbert grabbed his shoulders and dragged him into the middle of the kitchen. And then he started to dance. His dancing was definitely better than his singing, thankfully. Though Gilbert was now trying to make him dance. This wasn't going to happen. No. Way. He didn't dance. That was all Francis, their other roommate. Francis was the ladies man, lover, and beauty. He was the tomato loving idiot that loves everyone.
Gilbert got closer and he started to sing again. Antonio didn't know what to do. Then suddenly, and thankfully, Francis came into the kitchen and stared at the scene and laughed. Weren't his eardrums bursting from the sound of Gilbert's voice? Francis walked over to Gilbert and started dancing with him. He didn't know what they were doing now. Suddenly Francis grabbed Antonio. There was no escaping now. If he didn't dance, it could get worse. Though if he did, they might not let it go.
Antonio started to dance with the other two. The next thing he knew, he was in the middle. They shook their hips and threw their hands up in the air and let out various noises. He finally recognized the song.
Now you're gone!
I realized my love for you was strong
I miss you here now you're gone
I keep waiting here by the phone
With your pictures hanging on the wall
R&R, eat cake, and GET A FUCKING HEDGEHOG! THOSE ARE AWESOME! ALMOST AS AWESOME AS THE AWESOME GILBERT!