Antonio must have accidently fell asleep on the couch because he soon heard pounding on the front door, he knew already who would be pounding on it, and there was a voice to match it. "Toni! Get the hell up!"

Oh Gilbert.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, relax." The Spaniard chuckled as he made his way towards the door and opening it to find that it was only the prussian. "Si~?" He tilted his head slightly waiting for his friend to tell him why he was there. He knew that it wasn't even 6PM yet. "Tch, Anton, you think that I would leave you here alone all day?! We totally need to go out before Francis and the other's get there!" Oh yeah, more then just the trio were going. "You should tell me who is going, Gil." Antonio was really curious to see who would be the surprise guest and the way Gilbert had said it, it was more then just one person.

"But it's a surprise! You'll see when you get there, ja!" The white haired man smiled and quickly grabbed the darker haired male's arm pulling him outside of the home. "Close the damn door so we can leave already!" Seemed that Antonio didn't have a choice then, he followed the other's orders and closed the door, checking his pockets to make sure he had his keys with him. He did, which was good incase he came home drunk after all this. But he doubted it since there would be someone had hadn't seen in a while there, Antonio wouldn't want to embarress himself like that in public either.

Now walking down the street with his friend who finally let go of his grip, Antonio placed his hands behind his head and yawned slowly as he was just waking up still. "Gil, where are you even taking me?" Gilbert blinked slowly before grinning and throwing his arms in the air, "It wouldn't be very awesome of me to tell you, so shut the hell up and just wait!" The Spanish man huffed but kept quiet, soon enough, Antonio noticed that Gilbert had led them to a small child's park.

'This will be interesting.' Antonio thought to himself.

Gilbert looked around, one, two, three, four...there were maybe 7 small children there all together. Gilbert groaned and looked at Antonio, "If we hang around here without kids we are going to look like fucking creepers!" The Spaniard could only agree, "Si, if you still had Ludwig as a little child and I had Romano, we could have all played together." The thought of him playing with his young old henchmen made Antonio slightly frown. It had been so long and the dream-nightmare he had earlier wasn't helping him at all. Gilbert still got to see Ludwig whenever he wanted, Antonio hadn't seen Roma in many many years.

Seeing his friend begin to get upset, Gilbert grunted loudly and slapped his friend on the back laughing loudly, "We can totally try to find some pretty ladies here, that should cheer you right up!" He glanced around, there was a blonde woman maybe in her later 20s who was standing next to another woman with red hair. Gilbert held up the peace sign towards Antonio who gave him a puzzled look. The albino walked towards them and began to talk, Antonio couldn't hear exactly what his friend was saying but within moments the redhead laughed and blonde gave him the finger, both walking away after that. Gilbert only seemed to flinche for a moment before lowering down and making his way back towards Antonio. That must have shot him right in the ego.

"Rude ass-" Antonio's eyes widen and quickly slapped his hand over Gilbert's mouth. There was a small little boy staring up at the two of them. "R-Rude ass...?" God damn it.

Gilbert froze and pushed Antonio's hand away, "I wouldn't have said it if I knew he was right there!" But before anything more, Antonio quickly leaned down towards the small child's eye level. "Amigo, those are bad bad words! You really shouldn't say them because they can hurt someone's feelings a whole lot! My friend here is kinda mean and doesn't mean what he says. So, do you think you can forget everywhere that happened and what you heard from him?" The child only stared up at the tanned man with large, round, hazel colored eyes before smiling. "Okay, tell Grandpa I said to be nice!"

"Good-...Grandpa?" Antonio turned back to where the child pointed, he pointed at Gilbert. But Gilbert didn't look like a Grandpa-Oh..It was because of the color of his hair. Gilbert quickly noticed this and his frown only deepen. "I am not-" Antonio butted in, "Si, I will little one. Go off and play!" With that, the child turned and took off towards a red slide. Gilbert quickly tackled Antonio from behind, wrapping his arm around Antonio's neck to pull him into a playful chokehold. "You think that I look like I am a 'Grandpa' too!?" He hissed into Antonio's ear who quickly used both of his arms to break out of Gilbert's grip and flip the tables; Antonio then turned and pounced on Gilbert, grabbing his arms with his hands and smirking. "Seem pretty old to me!" The Spanish man stood up and pointed down towards the Prussian. "The Spanish always wins anyways and they also have amazing skin that never ages." Gilbert only gave him a look that read, 'Antonio please.'

Antonio chuckled lightly and held his hand out to Gilbert to grabbed it but instead of standing pulled Antonio down and quickly standing himself. "You Spanish dork!" He laughed before stepping away, flicking his wrist out towards the Spaniard who was standing and now dusting himself off. "What time is it now anyways, Toni?" Antonio reached into his pocket to pull out his cellphone, "6:09 PM." Gilbert blinked, seeming to be lost in thought before Antonio's voice brought him back. "-Gilbert, why?" The albino shrugged lightly, "Let's start walking towards the bar, by the time we get there it should be close to 7 anyways."

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"Why the fuck are you in my house!?"

Francis chuckled and quickly swung an arm around Lovino's shoulder which only earned him a hard cold glare. "No, I'm serious. Why the hell are you here? It's not even six. Get the fuck out."

Feliciano frowned and waved his hands slightly, "Lovino, can't you be nice to our guest? He is only coming to check on us, right Francis?!" He smiled happily at the blond who smiled back while nodding, "Yes, that is so. Lovino should be nicer too.~"Lovino groaned before pushing Francis away from him and crossing his arms quickly over his chest, "He came from no where, we didn't ask him to show up. So why is the perverted bastard here?" The blond gave a look that acted as if his heart was broken, Lovino scoffed and Feliciano giggled. "Just for a visit before we leave!"

"With that, why don't you two get ready to go and we can stop to grab something to eat before we go to the bar. The food there isn't that great and it's pretty pricey." Francis offered the others before smirking, "My treat." That is what perked Lovino into turning towards a long narrow hallway and tossing his right hand in the air, "Alright, let me go change damnit."

Feliciano looked over at Francis who smiled back, the little italian blushed lightly and quickly followed after his brother. About 15 minutes later, they were back. Lovino wore black jeans, a black belt and a dark grey button down shirt. A loose collar hung around his neck as well as him wearing a fondora, also wearing a pair of black italian high heel'd boots. He looked pretty sharp. Feliciano who was behind him came out in also black pants, belt and heel'd boots but wore a dark blue button down shirt and a black tie as well. Almost the same picture as Lovino but the height, eye color and curl were different, other than the colors, of course.

Francis purred in amusement, "Quite the eye catcher.~" Lovino flustered and quickly pulled Feliciano into his arms. "Stop trying to remove the clothes with your eyes, pervert." Francis only chuckled and waved his hand in the air towards them, "Come along, Italians."

One outside, Francis opened the door to the black limo. It was nice, even Lovino would honestly say it. In his head, of course. Feliciano only smiled and began to wiggle around, like he never been in a limo before. Which was a lie. He had and with Lovino and all those years ago when they first took a limo, even Lovino was smiling, even though if he tried to hide it, even from his brother. Feliciano and Francis began to ramble on, Lovino placed his head in the palm of his hand as he looked out the window. "Francis, you didn't tell us who would be there! Will you tell us now, please please!" It was pitiful begging to Lovino, Francis only laughed and patted Feliciano on the head. "You'll see, mon ami."

But neither Feliciano or Lovino wanted to wait, it was now about to be 7 and both of them knew it. They would know soon enough. But, Lovino was actually getting worried about who it was. Lovino didn't get along with a lot of people and drinking might make his temper worse then it normally is. He was rather a angry drunk. So, with that being thought in his head, he would make sure not to drink tonight. Even though they were being brought out to drink on Francis's treat.

The limo stopped.

Lovino didn't realize it till Francis was standing outside the limo and tapping on the window trying to get Lovino out. The Vargas male quickly climbed out to realized they were right outside of the bar. "I thought we were going to get food before we came here..?" Feliciano nodded in agreement because he couldn't help it, Francis said they would feed them and none of the Italians ate. Francis only smiled and pointed behind him to reveal a vending machine. Lovino narrowed his eyes and looked over at Feliciano who looked like he was about to cry. Lovino quickly slapped his own forehead with his hand and began to curse under his breath. Francis then began to crack into a laughter. "I was only joking about that, but your faces! Oh, you two are completely adorable!"

"Do not call me cute!" hissed the elder sibling of the two before realizing Feliciano had wondered off towards a small food stand, it was only natural for it to be there since the supermarket was only down the street. "Do you have pasta?" Lovino shook his head, "No, Feli, they don't have pasta. This is on the go food." he tried to explain the best he can without upsetting the pasta loving italian. Feliciano shockingly only said a small, "oh" and then smiled back. Lovino closed his eyes half way, before he noticed something red. It was a large tomato. "I want that!" Lovino spatted quickly grabbing two tomatoes and pointing to Francis who only smirked. "Buy them. Grazie." He muttered before grabbing Feliciano's shoulder and beginning to pull him towards the bar, handing him a tomato which only made the younger's face turn into a wide smile.

Taking a bite of a tomato, Lovino made his way into the bar finally letting go on Feliciano. He quickly found an empty table and sat down, his back towards the door and Feliciano sat next to him. Francis followed behind and sat infront of them, "They should be here any minute now, alright?" Lovino rolled his eyes, gently placing the tomato on his lips, just taking the smell of it in. Feliciano quickly began to eat his, "Lovino, you need to buy us more tomatoes!" Lovino rolled his eyes at his sibling's comment before he heard another voice. "Yo! The Awesome Me is here, no need to fear!" Lovino groaned, it was Gilbert. Feliciano turned and began to wave before he froze. His mouth slightly open. Lovino noticed the other's reation, "What is it? It is only potato bastard 2." He huffed and slowly began to turn, Lovino noticed someone else with the albino. Honestly, he couldn't believe his eyes. Exactly, what, how..

"Antonio.." the words slowly came out the other's mouth in almost a whisper.