If I owned Hetalia, some thing like this story would be in it.
After the duo ate, Antonio said that they were going to see some friends of his. When Lovino asked who these friends were, Antonio said that it was a surprise. When Lovino said he didn't like surprises, Antonio glomped him and said he was so cute. Thus making Lovino threaten him with spoons.
"Do you at least have a car?" Lovino sighed as they were about to walk out of the house.
"No, we're going to have to walk."
"Doesn't anybody own a damn car?" Lovino asked himself, "I mean, come on! Everyone I know has graduated from dumb-ass high school, has there goddamn driver's license, but has no car. Including me. Why is that?"
...
"Walking is healthier, and it doesn't pollute the air?" Antonio asked after a moment of silence.
"Yeah, but not many people care about that." Lovino rolled his eyes.
"Well, I'm not really sure." Antonio shrugged, "Now c'mon!" he grabbed Lovino's arm and dragged him out the door.
They went to an avenue called Clermont-Ferrand Avenue, and Lovino remembered something very important.
'Francis lives on this avenue!' Lovino panicked to himself. 'Please don't let Francis be the friend Antonio was talking about! Please don't let Francis be the friend Antonio was talking about! Please don't let Francis be the friend Antonio was talking about!'
Lovino started to panic even more when they turned into Francis' driveway.
"Why are we visiting Francis?" Lovino asked, "How are you friends with that screwed-up pervert? The only way something like that is possible is if- Holy cow! You're a pervert, too!"
"I-I'm not a pervert." Antonio titled his head to the side.
"How do I know that you're not?"
"How do you know that I am?"
"You're friends with Francis!"
"What's your point?"
"That point is that it's Francis! End of story!"
"Ah~ Lovino, Antonio, I thought you two would never arrive." A French voice said.
"Hola, Francis." Antonio walked over to the Frenchman with Lovino close behind him.
"Hey, is that Tonio?" A certain awesome albino asked walking out the door.
"Mio dio." Lovino groaned, "Is Gilbert a pervert, too? How can anyone be friends with Francis?"
"Don't worry, Lovino." Fracnis reasurred, "You'll feel right at home with me."
"Why do I seriously doubt that?" Lovino sighed as all four of them went inside the house.
"Lovino, why don't you sit by me?" Francis asked.
"I'd rather set myself on fire." Lovino grumbled sitting across from Francis.
"Oh? You hurt my heart, Lovino." Francis sighed as Gilbert sat beside him and Antonio sat beside Lovino.
"Whatever." Lovino rolled his eyes, "Does anyone wanna tell me why I had to come?"
"I didn't want you to be lonely, Lovi~" Antonio replied.
"I wouldn't have been lonely. All I need is me, myself, and I, and I'll be fine." Lovino huffed, "And DON'T CALL ME LOVI!"
"But it's sooo cute! So, it fits you 'cause you're cute, too!" Antonio protested.
"I'm not cute!" Lovino exclaimed, "And neither is that nickname!"
"Well, Antonio plays fast." Gilbert smirked, "He's already given Lovino a pet name."
"I have to agree with Antonio when he says you're cute." Francis said, "Because you are."
"I'm not cute!"
"Leave my Lovi alone!"
"Since when do I belong to you?"
"Since now~"
"No."
"No what, Lovi?"
"I don't belong to anyone. I'm not cute. Don't call me Lovi."
"Aww, the two of you are flirting." Fancis cooed, "The two of you will probably get together."
"What? No way! Th-That would be going against my religion!" Lovino shouted.
Antonio said nothing but blushes and glances down.
"Is that the only reason?" Francis asked, "You can find yourself a new religion."
"I will kill you!" Lovino shouted.
"You say that a lot, mon cher." Francis pointed out, "And yet here I am. Still alive."
"I'm still working on my damn plan." Lovino glared, "If you want to live than I suggest you stay awake because I will kill you in your sleep. Just you wait, you stupid-ass whore."
"I'm sure you will." Francis smirked, "However, I still haven't asked you." he paused, "Who's going to watch after you dear twin brother while you're not there with him? Who knows what someone might do to him."
"You touch him, and I'll ditch the spoons and kill you will my bear-fucking-hands very slowly, and I'll enjoy every damn minute of it." Lovino threatened.
"What about Ludwig?" Francis asked, "After we left you the two of them were flirting the whole time."
"I'm gonna murder him, too!" Lovino shouted. Then he mumbled, "Dumb-ass, potato-eating, macho, son of a bitch."
"Francis, leave my poor Lovi alone." Antonio frowned, "If you play with his head to much he might do something extremely stupid."
"Talking to you people was the stupidest thing I could ever do." Lovino mumbled.
"Oh, I'm sure you don't mean that." Gilbert stated, "I mean, who could regret talking to the awesome me? I am awesome after all."
"I regret talking to you because I met Francis right after that." Lovino sighed.
"Well, at least Tonio doesn't regret talking to the awesome me." Gilbert said, "If he hadn't we wouldn't be The Bad Touch Trio, we'd be The Bad Touch Duo, and that doesn't sound as awesome. After all, the more the awesomser."
"Awesomer isn't a word, Gilbert." Lovino corrected, "It's more awesome and most awesome."
"It's a word now." Gilbert smirked, "I just decided it. And because I'm the King of Awesomeness, I get to decide how to use awesome in a sentence because that's just how awesome I am."
"So, basically in this Bad Touch Trio thing that I've never heard of before you got your egotistical person, your perverted person, and your idiotic person." Lovino sighed, "Damn, did I mess up when I chose dare. Mio dio, I'm such an idioto."
"Wait." Gilbert paused, "You've never heard of our group?"
"Before today?" Lovino raised an eyebrow, "Never. I guess you're not all that you say you are."
"What are you talking about?" Gilbert glared, "We're totally awesome! We're the awesomest people around!"
"If you were really awesome than you would've ask Mattie out by now." Lovino sighed.
"W-What are-"
"There's no use in playing dumb with me. That's my brother's job" Lovino rolled his eyes, "You fell asleep in math class one day, and you admitted your love for Mattie in your sleep." he paused, "If you're worried about him shooting you down, you don't have to worry at all." he sighed, "Mattie happens to be, and I quote, 'desperately in love with you.'"
"R-Really?" Gilbert blushed.
"Sí." Lovino nodded, "All you have to do to prove that you're as awesome as you say you are is ask Mattie out."
Gilbert bolted for the door in less than three seconds and fled the house... Most likely to find Matthew.
"So, I was right than, huh?" Lovino smirked to himself, "I knew he liked him."
"Well, yes, you knew if he said it in his-" Francis stopped as he saw Lovino's smirk get bigger, "Hon hon hon. Gilbert never said anything in his sleep did he?" the Frenchman laughed.
"Never said a word." Lovino nodded.
"Awww, Lovi's so cute when he's proud." Antonio cooed... Again...
"I'm not cute!" Lovino shouted.
"Well, if you two don't mind," Francis stood up, "I've got a date in a few minutes, so I really must be getting ready."
"Finally." Lovino grumbled, "I've had more than enough time in this damn house than I wanted." He grabbed Antonio's arm and dragged him out of the house.
"Have fun you two!" Francis called out.
'I hope his date chokes the shit out of him.' Lovino thought as he and Antonio walked through the park.
"So, Lovi, what do you wanna do now?" Antonio asked, "We've been walking around for hours now. It's already 8:30 pm." he paused, "We can go see your brother, or we can get something to eat, or we can go home and watch telenovela or something."
"I think I should check on Feliciano, but Mom and Dad would kill me if I show up without saying a word to them about this." Lovino sighed, "Of course, they wouldn't have been able to stop me anyway considering the fact that I've graduated from high school and whatnot."
"Lovi's so cute when he mindlessly rambling!" Antonio exclaimed.
"I'm not cute, and I'm not mindlessly rambling!" Lovino shouted.
"Fratello!"
Lovino turned around and saw Feliciano running straight towards him.
"Ciao, fratello!" Feliciano glomped Lovino.
"Get off me!" Lovino shouted as Ludwig and Kiku walked over.
"Gute nacht, Lovino."
"Oyasumi, Lovino-san."
Ve~ Trying to escape the wrath of mom of dad." Feliciano smiled, "They aren't very happy right now, so I'm trying to stay as far away as possible."
"And they're probably angry at me." Lovino sighed.
"A-Actually, that's not the only reason." Feliciano giggled nervously.
"What's the other?" Lovino asked curiously. But before his twin could answer Lovino noticed something of great importance...
Ludwig and Feliciano were holding hands...
'Oh mio dio.' Lovino thought before yelling, "Y-You're going out with HIM!" he pointed an accusing finger at Ludwig.
"Sí." Felicinao glanced to the ground and blushed slightly, "We've going out for two years today, and Mom and Dad found out somehow."
"I-I need a moment." Lovino sat on the ground and tried to process the information that was just given to him, "I-I don't know what to say."
"Well, you COULD be happy for us." Feliciano bit his lip.
"Can't I just kill the potato idioto instead?" Lovino grumbled from the ground, "Also," he looked up, "if you're trying to avoid mom and dad where are you staying?"
"Ve~ At Ludwig's house."
"I can't take anymore news flashes today." Lovino mumbled, "Mama mia."
"We're also going to have se-"
"Don't finish that sentence!" Lovino jumped up, "KEEP YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF MY BROTHER!" he lunged at Ludwig only to be held back by a certain Spaniard.
"I was kidding!" Feliciano exclaimed.
"Calm down, Lovi!" Antonio said, "I'm pretty sure that Feli won't appreciate it if you kill his lover." he paused, "Besides aren't Italians supposed to be lovers not killers."
For some unexplained and probably unimaginable reason, the twins froze as soon as the words left the Spaniard mouth.
"Y-Yeah, l-lovers not k-killers." Lovino stuttered.
"Awwww, Lovino's so cute when he stutters!" Anotnio hugged Lovi... no... Lovino...
"Not cute." Lovino mumbled, and Feliciano bit his bottom lip.
"Ve~ Why don't we all go out and do," Feliciano paused, "something?"
"We coud spray paint mom and dad's house to look like a target." Lovino suggested still in Antonio's grasp and not even trying to get out. Of course, this didn't go unnoticed by the others.
"Eto, Lovino-san, do you possibly have a, eto, thing for Antonio?" Kiku asked.
"What? No! What in the world could possess you to think something as awful as that?"
"You haven't even tried to escape Antonio's grasp for one thing." Ludwig said.
Lovino blinked a few times before he looked down and saw Antonio's arms around his waist. He looked up with a muderous glare on his face.
"U-Um L-Lovino, why don't you take a deep breath in and out?" Feliciano suggested knowing the look across his brother's face all to well.
"Don't. Touch. Me." Lovino hissed at Antonio, "I feel like I've already told you this fifty times-"
"Only four." Antonio shook his head, "Or some number around that." he looked at Feliciano, "What were you going to suggest we do, Feli?"
"Ve~ We could go watch a movie."
"Sounds like fun." Antonio agreed, "What do you think, Lovi?"
"Whatever." Lovino huffed still trying to get out of Antonio's grasp, "Will you let go of me now?"
"Only because I can't hold you like this and walk at the same time." Antonio sighed. Then the smile came back to his face, "So, would you guys rather catch a movie at the theater or not? If not than we can go to my place."
"I actually have some place to, eto, be." Kiku shook his head, "Goodbye for now."
"Arrivederci, Kiku!" Feliciano waved.
"I vote that we go to the tomato-jerk's house." Lovino grumbled, "I don't like movie theaters."
"Any objections?" Antonio asked, "No? Well, let's go!"