Mellow! Sorry it hasn't been that productive over here people, school work and lazy writer syndrome acting up again. But here it is! Btw, I did a rp/story with Chibi America, it's on her account (I told her to do it) so go check it out! I falls under the same line as most of my other stories. Now sit back and watch hoe fearless Antonio can be!

*Note any and all ancient names that I will be using for now are borrowed from the ever so wonderful Cherry82 (all credit to her for names of ancients!)*

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Anakin-Jason-Skywalker-Kenobi, Bookslover21, May Jin, MissyRog, and ChibiUchiha723

Chapter 2

The two teens that were fight stopped almost the second the heard the ancient's voice. Each still had a tomato in his hand ready to fire.

"What is going on here?" Wilhelm bellowed. "I expect answers from the three of you."

Gilbert and Francis exchanged glances. What could they possibly say? Any way that you look at the situation it didn't good. "Nothing Vati," the Prussian answered setting his ammo down.

The man's face contorted in anger, "Is that so? Then we'll talk about it once we get home." Germania wasn't happy with the three and one could be sure that they would get it once they got back to the house.

Before any of the teens could say anything else, Wilhelm gave Francis a smack on the rear to get him going and grabbed the other two by their ears. The crowd cheered seeing that the naughty boys would be taken care of.

The man that had own the tomatoes ran up to Wilhelm, "What about the cost of the fruit?" He looked desperately worried, because if he didn't get the money there was a chance that he wouldn't make enough money to keep himself a float.

Wilhelm glared, "I'll be back to pay you." Under the German's terrible glare the man backed down.

Gilbert's face was red with embarrassment as was Francis's. However, Antonio squirmed and swore up a storm. "Let fucking go of me! You dick!"

Germania let go of Gilbert, he trusted that the boy knew better than to do anything given the current situation. And with his hand now free, he gave Antonio five hard swats. "You know that behavior is unacceptable. If you don't want a spanking here and now, you will listen."

Antonio looked tempted not to heed the ancient's words. However, after thinking about it he didn't say anything. Although, the Spaniard still looked ready to spit fire.

The group of four traveled the small distance to the German house in silence. Gilbert glared at Antonio, who he blamed for the whole mess. Francis on the other hand was more concerned what they were going to tell Wilhelm and what his bottom was going to feel like after.

"Sit," the blond man commanded as he was pointing to a handful of chairs that were kept outside the house. The teens weren't stupid, they listened without a peep. "Explain.

"It's Antonio's fault," Gilbert said pouting. "He's been acting like a jerk."

Francis could see that this wouldn't any sense unless he explained. "What he means is that 'Toni has been moody lately."

"I have not, you guys are assholes." Antonio shouted. "Why the fuck am I even here? You're not my father, I don't have to listen to you." he crossed his arms glaring at the others.

Germania still wasn't all that sure what was going on, but Antonio was in need of a good spanking. "You will speak normally or taste soap." He warned, and that was a warning meant for all of the boys. "Continue."

Francis was nervous, this next part was the part that would get them all in trouble. "When Gilbert pointed that out, Antonio got a little defensive."

Gilbert noticed that it was better if Francis talked, but he couldn't keep his mouth. "He tried to punch me." He grumbled.

"You were being a dick." Antonio muttered.

Wilhelm raised an eyebrow, "So the three of you started to fight in the middle of the street and destroy some one else's property."

"Non," Francis said. "I tried to get them to stop, but they wouldn't listen to me. And worse they ruined my wonderful outfit."

"Yeah, Vati." Gilbert said coming to the defense of his friend. "Francis didn't do anything," He didn't want to see the French nation punished when he didn't do anything.

Germania wondered how true it was, however he didn't see a point in punishing the child if he wasn't sure. Although from his experience, most of the time if two of them had done something the third was heavily involved as well. "I'll be sending a note home with you, it's up to your father if you will be punished or not."

"Merci!" The young French nation didn't think that he would get out a spanking from Germania ever, but miracles do happen. Now the only problem was that his tunic was ruined and that his father wouldn't be pleased about that. It was also likely that he wouldn't get another one for a while. That's still better than getting a spanking though, which he was sure that his friends wouldn't be so lucky.

Germania raised an eyebrow, "Is there anything else you three would like to add?"

Now that Francis was sure that he wouldn't be in trouble and that Wilhelm knew at least a little that was going on, he didn't think there was much more to say. Gilbert seemed to agree, he merely shrugged.

Antonio stood up, "I'm going home, you guys can fuck off."