Aww, yeah! The Awesome Trio! Alrighty, this little plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone, so I had to write this. I hope you like it. So yeah, Go read it! :D

Disclaimer Time: I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters. *sadface*

"Stupid Italian bastard," I muttered as I took my anger out on the hard-water build-up on my shower head.

Two days ago, my boyfriend of a little over eight months broke up with me. And then announced he was going back to Italy. Without so much as a warning or anything. The foul-mouthed Italian said that he had been considering it for over a month. A month! Don't you think that's something you should mention to the girl you've been dating for over eight months? He didn't think so apparently. Ugh, and that's not even the worse part. As I felt my anger rising again, I threw the scrub brush down and plopped down on the edge of the tub. The worse part was when he said he was going back to try and work things out with his ex-girlfriend, and that being with me made him realize just how much he loved and missed her. Talk about a real confidence booster, right? Actually, there wasn't a lot of confidence boosting in our relationship, so I really shouldn't be surprised by that. It all started about six weeks into it, when he started with his uncalled for insults and little digs. "Those jeans make your ass look huge" and "You're really gonna eat two cookies before bed? God, you're gonna get as big as a house." Yeah, totally uncalled for. What little confidence I did have left was completely shattered when he made the mistake of showing me a picture of his ex. She was breathtakingly and heartbreakingly gorgeous. Tall and thin, with beautiful chestnut brown hair, hazel eyes, and curves in all the right places. And me? Well, I have curves too…just in all the wrong places. Short and kinda squatty, with the most boring brown-blond hair and typical blue eyes. What did he ever see in me? Anyway, after the whole picture fiasco, we fought all the time. About anything and everything. And weirdly enough, even though I'm totally heartbroken, I'm a little relieved that I won't have to deal with his stubbornness and bi-polar outbursts anymore. Stupid Italian bastard. I hope he gets back to Italy and she breaks his heart. Or at the very least, gives him an STD. He deserves it. With my anger still fully intact, I growled, stood up, and continued scrubbing my bathtub.

Within ten minutes, my entire bathroom was spotless. I stood there, thinking about what I could clean next. See, when I'm pissed beyond belief, I clean. And I mean clean. That's the only good thing that came from my relationship with Lovino; I was always so pissed at him that my apartment was the cleanest it had ever been. After walking down the short hallway, I inspected every room. They were practically gleaming. Everything had been dusted, vacuumed, swept, mopped, polished, and shined. I had nothing more to clean. So I collapsed on the couch and thought about what I could do to release some of this anger. Ooh, I could always go down to the shooting range and learn how to fire a gun. No, that could be potentially disastrous. I'd end up liking it too much and then I'd buy a gun. Combine that with my quick temper and inability to think things through in the heat of the moment, I would shoot the next person who was stupid enough to set me off. Sighing, I stared around my living room, waiting for something to jump out at me. And that's when I saw my old PlayStation 2. I pretty much abandoned it when I got my Wii. But right now, most of my Wii games required that I get up and be active and I was in the mood to play the goriest game I had. I got up and began searching for my favorite hack 'em up game: Devil May Cry 3. There's nothing better than taking out your anger on some nasty looking demons.

Just as I was getting to the fight with Cerebus, I heard my cell phone ring in the other room. I knew instantly who it was. The rock song about a hero told me it was Alfred, one of my best friends.

"Sorry Al," I said as I started hacking on one of Cerebus' three heads. "Not in the mood for you right now."

By the time I started on the second head, I heard "Motherfucker, I'm awesome!" come from the other room. It was the ringtone for my second best friend, Gilbert.

"Nope, not in the mood for you either," I muttered as I continued my frantic button mashing.

Not even a minute later, I heard Katy Perry whining about someone being hot and cold drift into the room. My third best friend, Mathias. I laughed at this point. If I didn't answer for Alfred, what made them think I'd answer for Gil or Mathias?

"Idiots," I whispered.

About twenty minutes later, as I watched the cut-scene leading up to the first battle with Vergil, a frenzied banging on my door made me jump out of my skin.

"Penelope, we know you're in there," I heard a kind of gravelly and slightly accented voice say. Gilbert. "Your car is in the parking lot."

"You have got to be shitting me!" I growled as I threw the controller down and got to my feet. I should've known this was coming.

"Open up or I'm using the key you gave me!" I heard Alfred yell.

"Dude, she gave you a key?" I heard Mathias' heavily accented voice ask as I got closer to the door.

"Yeah, as a backup of she loses hers."

"Oh, that makes sense."

I rolled my eyes. Like I said, idiots. I threw the door open and saw my three best friends standing before me. Alfred with that goofy ass grin of his, Gilbert glaring at me, and last but certainly not least, Mathias, who was probably only here to drink all my beer.

"Why didn't you answer the phone when I called?" Gilbert demanded as he pushed his way passed me, into my apartment. Al and Mathias followed him.

"Gee, won't you please come in," I muttered sourly, glaring at the backs of their heads. Al made a beeline for the couch and Mathias for my kitchen. Gil just stood there, still glaring at me.

"Sweet," Alfred sang as he scooped up the abandoned controller. "DMC 3!"

"Dude! Really?" I yelled at him as he began fighting Vergil. "I was playing that!"

"Chill, I'll just get passed Vergil then you can have it back. You always had a hard time with him."

"Whatever," I mumbled.

"You didn't answer my question, frau," Gilbert said, crossing his arms across his chest.

I rolled my eyes and said, "I didn't feel like talking to anyone." I brushed passed him and sat down on the loveseat. Gilbert followed and sat down next to me.

"Well, now you have no choice," Mathias said walking back into the room with a beer in his hand. He sat next to Alfred and watched him play.

"Roll evade, roll evade!" he yelled at Al.

"Shut up! I got this, bro."

I sighed and threw my head back. "This is why I didn't have friends for the longest time," I said to the ceiling.

"You're stuck with us now," Gilbert said, who obviously had no intention of leaving. "How ya doing today? You're outta bed, so that's a good sign."

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said dully, turning my head to look at him. He gave me his "don't bullshit me" face. I gave him a weak smile. "See, I'm smiling."

"Looks more like a grimace from over here," I heard Mathias comment.

"Shut up," I said turning my attention back to the TV. Al had already gotten passed Vergil and was in the middle of the next mission.

"Well, judging by how clean this place is, I'm willing to bet that you've entered the angry phase," Gilbert chuckled.

"She's progressing quite rapidly," Mathias chuckled with Gilbert.

"Wow, those are big words for you Mat," I said, cutting my eyes at him.

"You're just jealous."

"Yep, our little girl will be back to normal within a few days," Gilbert laughed as he clapped me on the shoulder. "Then we can get back to our hell raising."

"Hell raising?" I repeated. "More like following those half-witted schemes of yours." Just then, Al threw the controller down and announced that he was bored.

"Hey, who's hungry?" he asked looking around at the three of us.

"I'm starving," Gil and Mat said in unison.

"Ehh, I'm not," I said. Then my stomach decided to be an ass and growled loudly. They all turned to looked at me.

"When was the last time you ate something?" Gil asked, looking concerned. Something he usually wasn't.

"Uhh," I said trying to remember.

"You need to eat something," he said firmly. "Like right now."

"I'll be-," I started.

"Fine?" Alfred finished, cocking an eyebrow at me.

I glared at him. Even though I loved my friends dearly, I was thoroughly annoyed by their presence. I really just wanted be alone. Was that so much to ask? But as I looked at the three of them, I realized it was too much to ask for.

"Al and Mat, why don't you two go grab us some food, and I'll stay here and have a little chat with our dear Penny. Okay?" Gil said, staring at me with this look that said, "Yeah, I dare you to say something."

"Aww, yeah!" Alfred said, jumping to his feet. "I'm driving and paying, so that means hamburgers all around!"

Gilbert, Mathias, and I all groaned at his enthusiasm. Great. Hamburgers. Again.

"Whatever, that's fine," Gilbert said waving a hand at him. "Just go."

As soon as they left, I got up and shut the PlayStation off. I plopped back down on the loveseat next to Gilbert, stretched my legs out, slouched down into the cushions, and laid my head against the back cushion. I waited for him to say something. Waited for the beginning of the fight we were about to have. We always ended up arguing about something when it was just the two of us.

"All right, talk to me," Gilbert sighed. I turned and stared at him in disbelief. He wants me to talk to him about my break-up? Why does he even care? "I know, I know. It's totally unawesome to talk about feelings and blah blah blah. But consider this payback for what you did after Liz and I split up."

Oh yeah. I had completely forgotten about that. After they broke up, I didn't leave him alone. I randomly showed up at his house and called and texted him constantly. I annoyed the hell out of him. He was super bummed out and I hated seeing him like that. It took him a week and a half to get to the angry stage. And a depressed Gilbert is a sad and scary sight.

"So, how are you? And don't give me any of that 'I'm fine' bullshit. This is me you're talking to," he said, shifting his entire body towards me.

"You wanna know how I am?" I asked, raising both of my eyebrows. "I'm pissed. Beyond pissed, actually. I'm infuriated that he would do this to me. And I feel stupid for falling for him in the first place. All that sweet talk was just a ruse to get me into bed. God, I can't believe I didn't see this coming. All the phone calls in the middle of the night and the secrecy. I'm so stupid."

"Yeah, you are," Gil agreed with me. I opened my mouth to snap a witty comeback at him, but he stopped me. "Hear me out before you jump down my throat. I told you he was bad news. Didn't I?"

I nodded. "You did. Actually, I believe your exact words were, 'He's gonna break your heart, frau.'"

"And I was right. You never should've gotten involved with him."

I sat up and was facing him within a blink of an eye. "Are you saying all of this is my fault?"

"Nonono," he said quickly diffusing the situation. "He's mostly to blame. What with all of his sweet talk and shit. Any girl would've fallen for it. All I'm saying is…sometimes you should listen to your friends opinions. Most of the time, they end up being right and they're only looking out for you. I knew what he was up to and I didn't wanna see you get your heart broken. I know I can be an asshole sometimes, but I care about my friends and I would want them to do the same thing for me."

Well that was quite insightful and totally unlike him. But as I stared at the floor and processed what he said, I realized he was right.

"You're right," I whispered.

"What was that? I didn't quite hear you," he said, even though I knew he did. He was sitting right next to me.

I sighed. I am never going to live this one down. "You're right!" I yelled.

"Gott, I never get tired of hearing that."

"Shut the hell up."

"Hey, look at the bright side. You don't have to deal with him anymore. No more fighting, no more insults. You don't have to answer to anyone but yourself."

"You know what? Damn right! Fuck him! I'm better off without him anyway."

"That's the spirit!"

"Thanks Gil. You always did have a knack for making me feel better by being brutally honest."

"It's cause I'm awesome," he said, grinning from ear to ear. "And do you know what else is awesome?"

"What?" I asked hesitantly.

"My hugs!" Then he wrapped his arms around my neck with enough force to knock me over and, before I knew it, he was on top of me.

"C'mon, Gil! Knock it off!" I laughed, trying to push him off of me. Now, we've known each other for about 5 years and I just now noticed how good he smelled. It was a musky, woodsy kind of scent. I liked it.

"No, not until you hug me back," he pulled back slightly to scowl at me.

Damn him and his adorable ass scowls. Groaning slightly, I wound my arms around his waist and hugged him back. Then I heard the front door open.

"All right, I hope you're hun-," I heard Al say before he spotted us in our very compromising position.

"Damn, you two don't waste any time, huh?" Mathias laughed.

Both Gil and I flipped him the bird as we sat up.

"I was just giving her one of my awesome hugs."

"Yeah right," Al said, setting the food down on the coffee table. "You were making a move."

"We all know it's just a matter of time before the two of you sleep together," Mathias said, wriggling his eyebrows like a Vaudeville villain.

"Fuck you!" Gilbert and I said at the same time. We turned to look at each other and busted out laughing.

While we were eating the greasy hamburgers and over-salted french fries, I noticed Alfred staring at the bar that separated my entryway and living room, with a slightly confused look.

"Didn't you used to have picture frames sitting up there?" he asked.

"Yeah, but they were all pictures of me and Lovino, so I took the pictures out and put the frames up until I could find different ones to replace them."

"Oh okay," he said before shoving another hamburger into his mouth.

After we finished eating, I cleaned up our mess and took all the trash to the kitchen. As I walked back into the living room, they were huddled together over the coffee table, whispering to each other. Gilbert was probably hatching another one of his schemes.

"What are you three whispering about?" I asked, as they jumped at the sound of my voice.

"Nothing," they answered in unison.

I sat back down next to Gilbert and cut my eyes at each of them.

"Hey, you know what we should do? We should go to the zoo or something. Or maybe the fair. It's still in town right?" Al said.

"Yeah, and we could take a ton of pictures to fill all of those empty frames of yours, Penny," Mathias said a little too enthusiastically.

"That's sounds awesome," Gil said. "What do you say, frau?'

"I don't know," I said slowly. "I mean, I'm in a better mood and all, but I don't know if I'm up to going out."

"C'mon! It'll be fun!" Al whined.

"Maybe some other time."

"She's right. We shouldn't push her too much," Gilbert said, getting to his feet. Then he grinned and I knew something bad was about to happen. I'd seen that grin too many times in the past. "All right, boys. Grab her!"

They all dove for me and before I knew it, I was slung over Gilbert's shoulder and he was carrying me down the hallway, towards the bathroom.

"Put me down right now!" I yelled as I pummeled Gil's back.

"Nope, this is for your own good," he said, setting me down in the bathroom, and then sprinted towards the door. I was right behind him, but he still managed to shut the door in my face. I grabbed the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge.

"Let me out!" I screeched as I beat on the door.

"Nope, not until you're presentable," I heard Gilbert say.

"Presentable?"

"Yeah, showered, hair done, make-up on and dressed," Mathias answered. "You're going out with us whether you like it or not."

"You guys are asses," I yelled as I kicked the door. I tried pulling at the doorknob again, but it still wouldn't budge. Damn them! Well, it seems as though I'm not going to get out of this. Sighing, I admitted defeat and started the shower. Maybe a day out with my best friends was just what I needed….

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