A/N: And here is my quicky update of the next chapter! I don't plan on setting a schedule for this as I won't keep it, but I will be writing and updating whenever I can.

This particular chapter is alphabet prompts, with a word or phrase for each letter of the alphabet (part one.) It has many different themes :3

Action:

Romano knew that actions spoke louder than words; that's why he never spoke his feelings, never even uttered those three magic words. He just yanked Spain down by his tie and kissed him into next Sunday.

Ballroom:

Spain thought of his and Romano's relationship as a ballroom dance; one of them taking the lead and gracefully moving them about, skillfully looking elegant to onlookers. But between them, they were carefully stepping, never treading on the other's foot, almost as if they were going around the other, and yet still held together by an unknown force. Well, apparently unknown to Romano, but Spain knew quite well what this "force" was.

Catastrophe:

If one had walked into the current situation at hand, they would not think that it was a well directed catastrophe. No, with one man suggestively draped across the other, table overturned, and cat in the corner looking quite innocent, they would assume what it appeared to be, and walk on. But Belgium knew better; and she wasn't even going to ask.

Diamond:

"Spain, what's that?" Romano inquired as he pointed a chubby finger at the large ring on a passing woman's finger. "Ah, mi little Roma, that is a symbol."

"A symbol of what?"

"A symbol of love and commitment. When a man buys a ring for the person he loves, it means he loves them the most and will love no other!"

Spain looked lovingly down at the intently staring boy, and picked him up.

"If you wish, Roma, when you are big like me, I will buy you the biggest diamond in all the world for you to wear!"

Romano turned his blushing face away. "...idiot."

Envy:

It was big, it was green, it was unrelenting; and it had possessed Spain. The demon of envy had wormed its way into his heart, and was burning a hole through him. And yet he could do nothing, because it all meant nothing.

So he sat and pouted as Romano and Belgium continued to flirt, because, after all, it was HIS Romano.

Fog:

Romano sat, staring out into the gray mist, perched atop an overturned bucket on the dock.

The stupid bastard promised that he would be home today. Romano huffed as he thought to himself.

He needs to hurry the fuck up. It's not like I miss him or anything, but I...I'm really hungry, that's all.

So "out of hunger" Romano jumped in excitement when he saw the dark outline of a ship emerging from the fog.

Good:

Just from looking at Romano, you wouldn't think it would be something he valued. Upon further acquaintance, you would be absolutely certain of it.

And yet, as Spain handed a crying little girl a flower, Romano couldn't be happier that he had found himself such a good man.

Hell:

"I don't know how you put up with him! He is so barbaric."

"Yea, totally unawesome! It'd be like living in hell!"

Spain shook his head at his friends' ignorance. "You DON'T live with him, so you wouldn't understand, mi amigos. The way his face turns red just like a tomatito, or the cute way he gets so angry and throws things if I get just a little flirtatious!"

France laughed. "You little masochist."

"You're totally whipped, which is completely unawesome!" Prussia added.

"Yea, well, I know you two would completely agree with me if you were in my shoes; it's totally worth it just for the sex!"

Instagram:

"Dammit, Spain! Stop that!" Romano cried, shielding his face with his hands and running from the room.

"But Roma, I need more pictures of my adorable little tomato!"

"WHAT THE HELL FOR?!" came from down the hallway.

Spain laughed and waved his iPhone as he chased him down the hall. "For my instagram, of course! My followers think you're adorable as well! Especially that one of you when you were little and still wore a dress!"

"Spain...YOU ARE A DEAD MAN!"

Jump the Bandwagon:

When America and England waltzed in the conference room with a set of matching rings on their fingers, Romano knew that it was only a matter of time. First it was Sweden and Finland, which had really not been much of a surprise to anyone; after all, according to the Swede himself, they were already married.

But next came Italy and that potato bastard (which he was none too pleased about,) and it seemed to spark a new trend with everyone!

Hungary and Austria remarried, Prussia and Canada were engaged, and most surprisingly of all, China finally relented to "becoming one" with Russia.

So when inquisitive glances started being thrown his way, Romano knew it would only be a matter of time. Sure enough, not two weeks later, Spain was down on one knee with a ring, in the very same spot they first kissed. (In the bathroom, ironically enough; don't ask.)

Oh, what the hell. Romano figured they might as well jump the bandwagon.

Kickstart:

"Ffffmmmmmgggrrrrr..." Romano incomprehensibly moaned into his pillow. He DID NOT feel like getting up that morning. Usually Spain would bring him a coffee to help kickstart his mornings (cough cough, afternoons!) but it appeared as if they had both slept in that particular morning.

Romano rolled over under the arm that was draped across him to come face to face with the gentle smile of the still slumbering Spaniard.

His eyes roved over the half covered body, taking in all the little details, such as the mark on his chest that he himself had put there. Romano grinned almost evilly to himself as he reached a hand down beneath the covers at Spain's waist. Perhaps he could be the one to help Spain awake that morning...

Lemons:

It was a little known fact that Spain hated lemons. Little known, because he tried so hard to like them. They were such a cheerful and bright fruit, and he felt as though he were obligated to like them; but the sour and bitterness turned his tongue away.

So, needless to say, he was more than a little surprised, and very happy when he realized that Romano had brewed a separate, lemonless tea just for him on their second date.

Money:

Money, fame, and fortune meant nothing to Romano. His status, his reputation (although he upheld it) were worthless. In fact, there were hardly any things in this world he could say he truly cared about, that were really special.

And, he realized, the man lying on his chest presently was very much one of them.

Nothing:

"Roma, what are you doing?"

"Nothing!." he snapped, closing the photo album quickly and shoving it beneath the couch cushions.

"Roma, what are you thinking?" Romano shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Nothing." he said, with a blush.

"Roma, what do you want to do tonight?" a pause. Spain looked up to see Romano's face a deep shade of red. "...Roma?"

"NOTHING!"

Romano bent to grab the last of the laundry from the dryer. When he popped back up, off guard, a face swooped towards him and landed a kiss on his lips.

"What was that for?" he asked, surprised.

Spain smirked. "Nothing."

Over My Dead Body:

Spain grimaced as another man was shot on the television screen. How did Romano watch this horrible stuff?

"Roma, let me change the channel! This is terrible, and my favorite cooking show is on right now!"

"Like hell I will!" Romano clutched the remote to his chest and scooted to the other end of the couch.

"Aw, come on! Just let me have the remote!"

"NO!"

"Please? I'll give you some extra really good sex tonight if you do!"

Romano's face exploded. "OVER MY DEAD BODY!"

Spain's face scrunched up. "Ew, no! You know I'm not into necrophilia! Now just hand it over!" He stretched towards Romano.

Romano launched over the arm of the couch. "Well, too bad for you!"

A/N: And that concludes our midnight broadcast. (Actually, more like 2 in the morning! XD this took longer than I thought it would to write.)

Funny fact about myself: I am actually really addicted to the cooking show Chopped!, so that was semi-inspiration for that last one.

Part two will be posted soon!

So how do you think I did? Review would be greatly appreciated, as well as prompts and requests! (I am working on all the requests already put in. And a big thanks to those who did review!)