A/N: Just wanted to stretch my creativity a bit cause it's pretty tired from just recently waking up. :3
Title: Talking in your sleep.
Summary: Most the time, when someone talks in their sleep, only cute and romantic things fly from their pipes 'cause their significant other or crush just so happens to be in the vicinity, right? WRONG! Truth is, you probably sound stupid when you're talking in your sleep.
Pairings: PruMano and SpAustria
"Hallo~ the awesome me is here with the equally as awesome Romano that I know you love so much unless this is Austria and you don't love him so muuuuuch~" Prussia's loud voice echoed through the large mansion as he and Romano (like mentioned earlier) entered the home of Spain (a.k.a Antonio) and Austria (a.k.a Roderich). After a random get together of the nations, Roderich and Antonio got drunk, got laid, went on a couple of dates, fell in love (more like love fell on them) and re-married. Now they shared the Spaniards home in Barcelona.
"Come out, come out where ever you are! Unless you two are having sex… then stay hidden." Lovino punched his obnoxious lover in the side.
"Shut up, I'm sure they might just be a work… or knowing the stupid Spaniard, probably sleeping." Lovino crossed his arms and pouted as he was obviously ignored and left behind. "Ugh, atleast wait up, stupid albino freak of a brother to macho potato…" he continued on grumbling as Gilbert followed a strange sound that could easily be the television or Antonio $%&^% poor Roddy with %^&* and *&(^&*$ and maybe some tomato flavored #!#$$%%# and other sexual toys that would make even Ludwig blush.
"… no, Charlie, no. Let's go to Candy Mountain!" The couple froze in their tracks when they found Antonio on the couch… talking in his sleep. Gilbert had to cover his mouth and turn away to keep from laughing and waking up his source of amusement. Said source of amusement continued chattering to his dream.
"They've got lollipops and gummidrops and candy things"
"What are-
"Shh shhshh!" Gilbert quickly quieted the entering nation we call Roderich.
"Oh so many things that will brighten up your day
Its impossible to wear a frown in candy town"
"… Is he singing in his sleep?"
"You bet, Roddy-poo~"
"Hey, you got a camera anywhere?" Lovino piped up.
"I'll be right back." Roderich left the room on a quest to locate their camcorder. He returned just before the last bit of music that was coming from his husband.
"Its the mecca of love the candy cave
They've got jellybeans and coconuts with little hats
… Blah blah blah, Charlie, won't you please go into the cave?" and with that, he made a high pitched exploding noise, threw his hands in the air and rolled off the couch. All of it caught on camera.
His face made a loud thud and he groaned a few seconds after collision. He rolled over and looked up to find his darling friends staring at him with their faces twisted into painful looking expressions.
"Uh, are you guys sick or something?" The trio couldn't help but laugh (yes, including the usually stiff aristocrat).
"I don't get it. Why are you all laughing." Gilbert patted his head.
"It's okay, Tonio. You may find out if we ever give your camcorder back." Gilbert smiled mischievously as Roderich handed a smirking Lovino the footage.
"See you later, glasses." Gilbert slipped an arm around his companion's waist. Said companion was too content with the blackmail to complain. Besides, since Gilbert was the one who decided to visit the two lovebirds, it was his fault he got it… that was a good enough reason to have sex with him, right? Right.
"Goodbye, Gilbert. Goodbye, Lovino." Austria replied.
"Bye-bye, Gil and Lovi~" Antonio had risen to his knees and was waving goodbye to two of his best friends.
ABRUBT ENDING ;D