Spain- Lovi! Why don't you love me?

Romano- … You are supposed to say the disclaimer.

Spain- I won't unless you say you love me!

Romano- I-I love you… tomato bastard.

Spain- No, say 'I love you, Antonio.'

Romano-*glares* I love you A-Antonio

Spain- Yay! And Hetalia Shadow does not own Hetalia.

This is a dedication fic to EeveeLuver (I don't know what to call it, EeveeLuver's idea, our writing)

Chapter 1

"Toooorrrriiis! Come here it's like totally an emergency!" Feliks yelled up the stairs.

He was sitting on his pink couch watching re runs of a Polish Mob show. It was only two thirty four am, so why in the world would Toris be sleeping?

"What Feliks?" A tired Toris mumbled tripping and stumbling over to the couch.

"I like totally need a Halloween costume! What should I be? Oh My God Toris let's go as a pony! I'll be the head and you can be the back and we would like totally have the best costume." Feliks jumped up and happily started dancing

"But Feliks! It's like two thirty in the morning and Halloween's a whole week away!" Toris protested sleepily

"But if we don't get a costume now there won't be any good ones left!" Feliks said sitting back down

"No store is open now! Well, the sane ones aren't. And last time we left for an expedition at some odd time in the morning you drove across Vash's lawn and he shot at us all the way to Germany! And we were supposed to go to Spain!" Toris said sitting down on the couch next to Feliks.

"Well it like totally wasn't my fault, it was dark. And not my fault Switzy loves Austria and has a rifle barrel up his—"

"Feliks!" Toris interjected

"Hey he didn't shoot us! That's the important part right? And Germany wasn't that mad we destroyed his lawn and almost hit Italy." Feliks said standing to get pierogi.

"Feliks, he threatened to call Vash to shoot you. He nearly ripped you apart, he tried to flip our car over and if Italy wasn't there he may have shot us." Toris said shivering.

Germany was a scary person if you almost kill Italy.

"Hm funny I don't remember this." Feliks said sitting down with a plate of pierogi.

Toris sighed, why did Feliks forget important things like that?

"So come on Toris we like totally need to go now to get this pony costume. I promise not to drive through Vash's yard." Feliks pleaded

"Feliks it's three in the morning. We can go tomorrow I personally would like to sleep." Toris said yawning

"Aw fine but you like can't go upstairs yet." Feliks said

Toris sighed inward. His warm bed was all alone upstairs.

"What Feliks?" Toris asked slumping into the couch.

"We like totally need to plan a party! We can have all the nations over! And have a giant fun party and get drunk and go upstairs aft—"

"Feliks!" Toris yelled blushing

"What? And we need to plan so we can buy the stuff for the party! Vash can be security along with Germany so that big nosed freak won't try and hurt Mattie or Gilbert again. And American can bring hamburgers, and if Denmark, Spain, and France can get England drunk enough we can have karaoke! And Austria can play piano while Gil plays drums, and England sings and plays guitar, while Denmark plays bass." Feliks jumped up and started scribbling away on a paper pad with a pen.

Toris wouldn't admit it, but Feliks plan sounded amazing. And no one could throw a party better than Poland.

"And I could like seriously blackmail Germany into baking a cake, and Italy could make pasta, and I'm sure Spain will have tomatoes. You can like totally get Estonia to bring his laptop and he can DJ for us! Oh my god this sounds amazing already. Japan can like seriously video tape it all and Hungary would come and make this much more amusing. Toris we could get Italy in a dress again!" Feliks went on and one scribbling away

Toris watched half listening. Then he fell asleep on the couch.

Feliks stopped ranting for a minute to see what Toris was doing. He saw him sleeping and smiled. Toris was so nice, he never told him to shut up. Feliks yawned and looked at the clock, three seventeen. Yup, it was bedtime now. He struggled to pick up Toris, but succeeded and brought him to his bed and threw the covers on. Then Feliks walked into his room and looked at his phone. He wasn't really that tired.

How many nations could he tick off with a chain call?

Hm, Feliks grabbed his list of nation's numbers. Who first?

He scanned the list and found one. England. He was the most fun to call at odd hours. He dialed the number and after about four rings England picked up.

"WHAT? WHO IS THIS? IT'S THREE SOMETHING IN THE MORNING! WHAT DO YOU WANT AND WHO ARE YOU? IT BETTER NOT BE YOU FRANCIS, BLOODY FROG!" England screamed into the phone

"This is a chain call from Anonymous. You must send this onto at least three other nations or your capital will become Warsaw and Vash will shoot you. From Anonymous." Feliks said then hung up.

England heard the click, signaling the end of a call. He held the phone to his ear still, his right eye twitching in irritation. He calmly hung up the phone, walked over to his kitchen and made himself a cup of tea. Then quite calmly he got a bottle of vodka and poured it into his tea.

Yes, tea is calming. Especially when it has about three ounces of Russian vodka in it.

Poland called numerous other people, but most didn't pick up. Japan did, after Feliks had called everyone else.

"This is a chain call from Anonymous. You must send this onto at least three other nations or your capital will become Warsaw and Vash will shoot you. From Anonymous."

"Is this Poland-san?" a tired sounding Japan asked

"No this is anonymous." Feliks answer

"Poland-san I do have caller ID." a calm Japan replied

Feliks quickly hung up.

It was now only five am.

"Hm, I think it's a good time to go to bed now." Feliks said to no one

He got his pink pajamas, which were from Toris, and crawled into bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

We ya Chapter one! Wow alright I really hope these two were in character, I don't know these two characters all that well.

Spain- Romano say the review thing.

Romano- if you give me tomatoes I will

Spain- Fine. Here are some tomatoes.

Romano- Feli! Say the review thing!

Feli- Ve, If you review I'll make you pasta and Doitsu will bake you something!