Alfred hesitated before knocking on Feliciano's door, smiling as the Italian boy opened it after a moment, "Hey, Feli. Can I talk to you?" Alfred smiled wider as he stood back to let him in.
"Sure. I was making pasta for when Luddy comes round for dinner later!"
Alfred chewed his lip as he was guided through into the kitchen, sitting in the chair that was offered. "Feli... I'm sorry to ask but... have you heard anything about where Gilbert is?"
He turned and looked up at him, "Luddy said I wasn't supposed to tell you anything in case you decided to be stupid."
Alfred sighed, "I want to talk to Gilbert. What's so wrong about that?"
He thought for a moment, "Did he really hurt Mattie? Luddy said he did but I like Gilbert, he's my friend. I don't think he could have do-" He was interrupted by Alfred slamming his hand onto the table, yelping softly as the condiment bottles rattled.
"Yes. He did hurt him." Alfred's voice was cold, "Badly. For a long time. Now tell me where he is!"
Feliciano froze before shaking his head, "No... L-Luddy told me not to say... S-So I-I-I'm not saying anything. I don't know where he is. I can't t-tell you." The Italian was getting more flustered but was saved from saying more by the sound of the door opening.
Alfred swore to himself as Ludwig entered the room. The German man stopped and stared at him before Feliciano threw himself into his arms.
"L-Luddy! Alfred said it was true what Gilert did! A-And he kept asking where he was! And... and he got angry!"
"Get out," Ludwig growled at the American, "Get out of here now!" He kept his arms protectively around Feliciano, who was still rambling into his chest. "Go before I have to make you!" Ludwig's light blue eyes were like chips of ice as he watched Alfred skirt past him towards the front door.
As Alfred left the house he heard Ludwig gently asking Feliciano about how the pasta was getting on to try to calm him down.
Sighing, Alfred cursed to himself. If Ludwig hadn't turned up he might have had a chance at getting the information. Now he was stuck once more.
Undeterred he started to rethink his options once more as he walked to his car. There had to be some way for him to find Gilbert.
Author's Note: Oh Al... did you really think that going to Feli would work?