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We're socially pathetic, so we'll try baking.

Everyone in the club had at least one talent or hobby. Feliciano was a stellar artist, working in both realism and stylized art that could even put most experienced artists to shame. Lovino and Kiku were both computer nerds, which they were happy they could relate with. They had experience making computer games and websites, albeit Kiku's were either Yaoi Boys Academy fangames or weird hentai games. Antonio was a music prodigy underneath that masochistic exterior. He had skilled hands that he used to master any instrument he touched, as well as for other things.

However, Ludwig's talent remained a mystery. Everyone believed he was a "Jack of All Trades" kind of person. He could do a lot of things decently, but he never really stood out for anything other than his good looks and SGA standing.

"Hey, Luddy!" Feliciano sat on the German's lap,wrapping his arms around his neck. Ludwig looked down to him, arching an eyebrow in question. "Ja, Feli?"

"What do you do for fun?" He asked. "Don't you have any hobbies?" Ludwig shifted a little when he felt Italy breath down his neck, trying not to seem rude. "U-Um, work is my hobby." He stuttered. The answer must've been displeasing to the Italian, because he pulled away with a pouty face. Ludwig sighed, looking down. ("Right at Mi Fratello's crotch.", Lovino pointed out.) "I also occasionally bake..." He mumbled, face beet red.

"Luddy can bake?!" Feliciano's eyes gleamed in excitement. "Can you teach me?! Pretty please~? I'll be your best friend~!"

In truth, Feliciano couldn't care less about baking; he believed it to be messy, boring, and a waste of time. But one thing was certain - He really liked Ludwig. He liked him so much to the point that he would use this opportunity to seduce him and possibly steal a few of his things for his collection.

Ludwig reluctantly agreed, before Antonio piped up. "Oye, I wanna learn too!" Feliciano glared at him, before forcing a smile. "S-Sure, Toni…" He hissed.

And so the club (Lovino and Kiku reluctantly agreed to join.) went to the kitchen, ready to bake cupcakes. However, Ludwig wasn't really the best instructor. Ludwig had a fetish for control, and it was taking its toll on Lovino, who ended up cursing him out in Italian. Feliciano figured out his fetish right away, and used it to its full potential. Playing innocent, the Italian would feign clumsiness to get touches and 'souvenirs' (hair, fingernails, and the like) from his escapades.

Kiku was having a fun time playing with the frosting with Alfred. He smothered chocolate frosting onto his laptop, claiming that it was Alfred's favorite flavor.

Lovino sighed, mixing ingredients into the bowl with Antonio. "Honestly, they're all so weird…" He grumbled indifferently. Antonio laughed, adding eggs to the mixture. "You think so? I think they're fun." He sighed happily, looking to Lovino. "I've never had friends before, so I can't really compare them to others, but they make me feel like I'm home. That's good, sí?"

Lovino looked to his brother, the control freak German, the weeaboo trash and his boyfriend, and finally back to Antonio with a light smile. "Yeah, you're ri-ACK!"

Antonio giggled, throwing some of the flour at him and feigning innocence. "Whoops~! Lo siento, Mi Tomate~" Lovino pouted, scooping up some of the cake batter in his hands and chucking it at the Spaniard's face with a sly smile. "Mi dispiace, Pomodoro Bastardo." The two soon got into a food fight, laughing like maniacs and getting the club caught into it, and a pile of cake mixture was soon thrown at the flirting Italian's face, making him huff in disapproval.

"Damn you, Lovi."

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Lovino and Antonio eventually walked home together, after being chewed out by Ludwig for their "lack of respect for the kitchen", to which Lovino replied "Well, at least I'm not staring at my brother's ass all damn day!"

The grumpy Italian felt his cheek, which was swollen red. "It still hurts where he hit me…" He whined. Antonio chuckled, ruffling Lovino's hair. "Well, I hope it still hurts where I slapped him, too." Lovino bit his lip, before doing something unexpected.

Lovino giggled. It was soft and girly, like the tinkling of bells. Antonio blushed lightly, happy he could create such a precious moment.

They eventually reached The Vargas's house, which was small but comfortable and fit well into the neighborhood. Lovino looked over to Antonio, blushing lightly. "D-Don't tell anyone this happened, got it?!" Antonio chuckled and nodded, forcing Lovino into a hug and turning on his heel.

"Oh! Mi Tomate!" He turned to him with a teasing grin.

"You have a beautiful laugh."

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Did I just add Spamano?

Yes.

Yes I did.

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