So yeah, late chapter, but what else is new? And it's not like I'm sorry or anything, I had Christmas presents to play with. :I

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia! Also, this story is loosely based on a chicken noodle soup for the soul story I saw. But, like, really loosely. :I

Gilbert pulled up into the parking space designated to Antonio's apartment building. He parked quickly and jumped out of his awesome Volkswagen beetle, as well as Francis. They stepped into the elevator and turned on their phones, accessing the private chat app Kiku made.

[Navy]: ThE aWeSoMe Me Is HeRe!

[Violet]: Oui, as am I~

[Rainbow]: Okay guys, let's begin phase 2!

[Navy]: Ja, RaInBoW~

[Navy]: ThIs ChAt ThInG iS rEaLlY cOoL bTw.

[Navy]: TeLl WhItE i SaId So!

[Violet]: Anyways, Rainbow, we are in the elevator now.

[Violet]: We will let you know if we need anything!

[Rainbow]: Roger, Violet!

[Rainbow]: Oh, and White says thank you, Navy~

[Navy]: MoThErFuCkIn' AwEsOmE.

-Navy is AFK-

-Violet is AFK-

Gilbert and Francis pocketed their phones, their elevator reaching its' destination. They walked in unison to his apartment door and Gilbert began knocking obnoxiously as Francis straightened his violet bowtie.

"Hey, Lovi, what are you thinking for dinner?" Antonio asked looking behind him at his Italian friend who was reading a book at the dining table.

"Meh, whatever you make is fine, bastard." Lovino shifted slightly while reading before looking up. "Are we doing anything tonight?"

"Well, I don't think so..." He looked thoughtful for a moment, stirring some tomato sauce. "No, I'm pretty sure I'm all yours today..." He chuckled softly at the thought.

Lovino was of course, less amused. He coughed and sputtered around the bottle of cherry soda he was drinking. "Yeah, sure, whatever... Bastard..." His face tinted pink slightly.

Knock, knock, knock.

A loud pounding of the front door resonated through the large apartment. Lovino shot a half hearted glance in the door's direction but did not move, looking at Antonio over his book, who apparently hadn't heard the sound.

Knock, knock, knock.

Antonio heard it the second time, setting down his spoon in the pot of cooking sauce. "Coming!" He called half-jogging to the door. The Spaniard stretched out his hand towards the doorknob until the door shot open.

"Kesesesesese~ Told you I could pick the lock, I am so awesome~ "

"I didn't doubt that you could, I was just telling you that it was rude." The Frenchman shifted his gaze to a shocked Antonio. Gilbert followed it and came to a realization that Antonio was right behind him. He gave a quick nod to Francis who pulled out a large garbage bag and threw it over Antonio's head.

"Francis, what are you doing?" Antonio exclaimed as he felt himself being lifted, flailing his legs in a useless attempt to break free of his friend's grasp.

"Saving you, mon ami." He tossed Antonio to Gilbert who ran to his convertible. Francis let himself into Antonio's home, heading straight to the sauce.

"HEY, BASTARD!" Lovino yelled and jumped up from his seat. "SERIOUSLY, WHO THE FUCK LET YOU IN MY GODDAMN APARTMENT?"

"Well, my little Lovi, we are borrowing Antonio for the night, and all you have to do to finish this meal is put in a dash of oregano and maybe something spicy..." He tasted the sauce. "Definitely something spicy... Au revoir, we'll return your Antonio in a few hours~" He promptly hurried out of there, leaving a stunned Lovino behind. He shrugged and went back to his book.

"Whatever, my painting is done so I can just finish this book without any distractions.. Harry Potter is the shit."

Gilbert threw Antonio in the back of his car and revved it up, waiting for Francis to get his ass out to the car. He played with his navy neckerchief before noticing how quiet Antonio was.

"You okay, Churro?" Gilbert asked before he threw a blanket onto his friend who struggled to get out of the garbage bag. He eventually ripped it open and sat up quickly, only to have to fight the blanket as well. Gilbert chuckled at his friend's actions.

"Gil! What did you do that for? You could have just texted me, and I would have come out with you guys... And where is Francis, is he getting Lovi?"

"Eh, no, Lovino isn't coming."

"Oh..." Antonio mumbled, voice laced with disappointment. Interesting... Gilbert thought. Might as well get started before Francis gets here, he always takes his sweet ass with everything...

"Hey, Tonio, you're not disappointed are you?" He began innocently.

"Well, kinda, I guess... Why can't Lovi come?"

"Figured it was a Bad Touch Trio only thing, at least that's how Francis made it out... Lovino only lets you call him 'Lovi', huh? Doesn't that strike you as odd?"

"I dunno, Lovi and me have always been bestest buddies..." Antonio said slowly, eying Gilbert suspiciously. "What are you getting at, amigo?"

Gilbert shrugged, trying to look uncaring. "Nothing really, it just seems like you guys are awfully close."

"We're just good friends." Antonio practically repeated his earlier statement.

"Really good friends..." Gilbert mumbled under his breath.

"What was that, Gil?"

"Nothing. Oh, hey, here comes the French Fry!" Gilbert honked his horn as Francis got in.

"Allo, my friends, now let us get zee show on zee road?"

"JA!"

"I guess I have no choice then? Si!"

"Well, Gilbert, what are you waiting for? Allons-y!" They sped off out of the parking complex into the highways towards the nearest pub, Gilbert and Francis discreetly typing on their phones.

[Navy]: We'Ve CaPtUrEd AnToNiO.

[Rainbow]: How did it go, veh?

[Violet]: It went off without a hitch!

[Rainbow]: Good to hear~

[Rainbow]: Where are you taking him?

[Navy]: ThE rUbY rOsE pUb.

-Violet is AFK-

[Rainbow]: ?

[Navy]: He'S tAlKiNg To ToNiO.

[Rainbow]: Oh, okay.

[Rainbow]: Good luck and stuff!

[Navy]: ThAnKs, RaInBoW~

[Rainbow]: Hey, Navy?

[Navy]: Ja?

[Rainbow]: How are you typing like that? Aren't you driving?

[Navy]: …

[Navy]: MoThErFuCkInG mIrAcLeS.

[Navy]: HoNk.

-Navy is AFK-

Gilbert closed his cell phone and narrowly avoided death for the fourth time that night, swerving back to the position he was supposed to be in (according to the law). He smiled as he sped into the parking lot much higher than the speed limit allowed.

"'The Ruby Rose'?" Antonio questioned Gil's choice. "We normally go clubbing."

"Yeah, but Eyebrows recommended this place to me, and I decided it would be cool to have a calmer atmosphere..." Gilbert said happily. Antonio shrugged. A calm night sounded good to him...

"And so- and so I says to this guy. -hic- ...I forget..." Antonio broke out into a fit of giggles. Gilbert and Francis glanced to one another. Their friend was always such a lightweight, they only had a few drinks, yet Antonio was dead drunk. Francis pushed Antonio's finished drink away before he could ask for more.

"It seems our friend has had enough." Francis chuckled.

"But I still need it! I need it to think about... stuff..." He trailed off before sneezing.

"Thinking? What do you have to think about?" Gilbert questioned, plotting the entire time.

"Lotses of stuff! Like dinner, and damned girls and dinner... and maybe..." He trailed off and looked thoughtful for a moment (or as thoughtful as you could drunk). "I dunno. Hehehe~"

"Oh, yeah, that reminds me, Tonio! I think I figured out why girls don't like you for long!" Gilbert gave a sly grin to Francis, mouthing to him the 'I got this, bro'.

"Why?" The Spaniard asked, genuinely interested.

"Ever consider you are gay as a rainbow?" Gilbert laughed at the expression he received. It was like: drunk guy gets slammed in the face by a truck named 'What the Fuck'.

"I-I'm not sure I heard you right, amigo... Perhaps I am too drunk..." He took out the little heart Arthur gave him a week or two ago, as he often did now.

"If you think you are drunk then you are not, archloch. And you heard me, I said that I think your a homo."

"...I see... And no, Gil, I never did consider it... But where do you get such an idea?"

Francis piped up at this point. "Well, mon ami, perhaps the girls found out after one date, they are good at finding stuff like that out..."

"...That would make sense... I'll have to ask my therapist about it. Uggh... I'm all sober now, Gilly, you killed the mooooood." Antonio whined as he pocketed the heart once more.

"What are friends for?" Gilbert smiled. Their part of phase 2 was officially complete.

[Navy]: BrOkE tHe NeWs To HiM

[Rainbow]: How'd it go?

[Violet]: As well as it could have...

[Navy]: YoU mAkE iT sOuNd LiKe We FaIlEd

[Navy]: It WeNt FiNe

[Violet]: It's you up next, Green~

[Green]: Yeah, whatever, frog.

[Green]: I have a meeting with him tomorrow.

[Rainbow]: So everything is going according to plan?

[Navy]: Ja!

[Rainbow]: Excellent!

[Rainbow]: Did Mike get the tickets?

[Red]: yES, i DID,

[Red]: aND THAT ISN'T MY NAME,

[Rainbow]: Okay, go do your part of the plan!

[Red]: Uh,,, oKAY,

-Red is AFK-

[Rainbow]: Why is everyone typing weird?

[Navy]: HeY, iT's So AwEsOmE.

-Navy is AFK-

Gilbert closed his phone and snickered to himself. People would never understand the things Gilbert dubbed awesome~

Lovino woke up to the sound of the door opening and closing from down the hall. He did a somewhat cool jump out of bed, only to slip on the sheets. He quickly defeated the evil sheets and snuck down the hall, turning his head around the corner, only to be met with the face of Antonio. Lovino gave a (very manly) scream and fell backwards.

"Oh, sorry Lovi~ I didn't see you there!" Antonio offered his hand to his room mate, who accepted it. He pulled the smaller up and made sure he was steady, realizing a blush on his face. "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I? Your face is all red..."

"No, I'm fine..." Lovino glanced at the clock. "Your home kinda late, it's already 3 in the morning, are you drunk?"

"No, Lovi, I'm fine~ Just kinda tired." He laughed a little bit, exhaustion evident in his expression.

"Okay. Good night, bastard." Lovino turned back and began walking to his room, until he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Lovino, wait! Uh... I mean..." Antonio cringed at how he sounded. Lovino slowly looked at his friend's hand. He spoke without looking at Antonio, "What is it, bastard, I thought you were tired."

"It's just... Gilbert said something... and..." He gulped. Antonio wasn't sure, but he really cared about what Lovino thought the most. He couldn't bring himself to ask, though. What if Lovino hated him? What if he got creeped out? What if- This thought process continued for a while.

"Weeeeell?" Lovino drew out the word, impatient, as he was tired too. "Hurry up, dammit!"

"You know, never mind, it was silly anyways~ Good night, Lovi!"

"Uh, yeah..." They both went back to their rooms. As Antonio crawled into his bed, he was plagued with thoughts of not being accepted by his best friend since childhood.

"Hello, Artie~" Antonio waved at Arthur the next morning. "How've you been?"

"Better than you it seems. You seem troubled, and tired... Did you not sleep well?" Arthur asked, worried, fiddling with his green tie.

"Well... My friend had this idea, but it seems kind of ridiculous... But not so ridiculous at the same time?" Antonio mumbled. He was confusing himself, Arthur probably didn't even understand-

"What idea?" The Brit asked, leaning forward a bit, clearly interested.

"Well he suggested that I may be... homosexual..." Antonio finally said.

"Oh. I see. Um... Antonio, would you mind if I said something?"

"No, amigo, whatever you say is fine!"

"Well... To be honest Antonio, I agree with your friend... I have had my suspicions for a while now..." Arthur moved in his seat uncomfortably. He felt really guilty about this but... he wasn't really lying.

"...I see..." Antonio thought to himself for a moment. "Er- how does one go about finding out exactly if they are... yeah."

His therapist shrugged. "It depends on the person, really. Go on a date with someone and see how it goes? Is there anyone you think you may have an attraction to?"

"Well... Maybe? I'm not quite comfortable giving a name... He probably isn't even..." Antonio looked to Arthur hoping he would understand the unspoken words.

"I see... Well, try and spend more time with this person, perhaps they have feelings as well...?"

"Probably not, but it can't hurt to try, right?" Antonio smiled with new found determination.

"Yes. Also, Antonio, you are a very likeable person." Arthur smiled at Antonio and gave him a (kinda lame and awkward) thumbs up.

Matthew snuck in Lovino's room window quickly and quietly. He looked at the tickets he was supposed to sneak in his pockets for the Christmas Festival their town hosted. Matthew was stunned when he was assigned this for his mission, but it really did suit him. He was practically invisible to most people, so he had the lowest chance of getting caught, which would probably ruin everything, according to Feliciano.

This, of course, put the Canadian under quite a bit of pressure, so he was glad he had a bit of back up. Behind him was the friendly Mei and Kiku, dressed in all black and wearing face masks. Mei wore a maroon head band which stood out from the rest of her outfit, and Kiku's shirt was emblazoned with a large white circle on the chest. Matthew briefly thought of how bland his plain red hoodie was in comparison to their outfits.

"Is all that ninja stuff really necessary, eh?" He asked quietly, not because he was not trying to get caught, but because that was his normal speaking voice.

"Hai, it helps very much. Mei, would you mind cutting the power?" Kiku asked as he turned to Mei. She gave a quick nod before seemingly disappearing from sight. "I'm going to go scout out the surroundings, Matthew-san, would you mind checking in with Feliciano-kun?"

"No, I was just about to. I'll do that quickly and then try my best to find Lovino." Kiku gave a small nod and left just as Mei had a few moments ago. Matthew closed the window and scurried into the closet to alert Feliciano of the current situation.

[Red]: hEY, rAINBOW, WE ARE IN,

[Rainbow]: Excellent!

[White]: We are all here and acc0unted f0r 0_0

[Maroon]: Yeah!

[Rainbow]: See, I am not going to question the crazy typing anymore. :I

[White]: H0mestuck is very interesting, Rainb0w

[White]: I rec0mend it

[Red]: sAME,

[Red]: bUT, BACK TO, UH,,, mATTERS AT HAND, I GUESS,,,

[Maroon]: I am cutting the power now.

[Rainbow]: I'll leave you guys to it, then~

-Red is AFK-

-White is AFK-

-Maroon is AFK-

Matthew pocketed his phone as he saw the lights in the hallway go out from his post. Lovino's yelling helped out, too.

"AGGH, I WAS READING DAMMIT!" He heard him yell, also something about Harry Potter before he began ranting to himself in Italian. It was amusing to hear, Matthew could only wonder what funny expressions Lovino had as well. The Canadian slunk down the hall quietly, glancing around for the loud Italian, finding him in the kitchen. Lovino stomped around, roughly yanking drawers open in search of some candles or other light sources. Matthew was afraid he would find some, until Kiku tapped him on the shoulder and showed him the twenty or so candles in his arms.

Matthew suppressed a chuckle before nodding in understanding. He quietly took out the tickets and a small pebble, walking over to the counter with a few pots Lovino had moved in his search for candles. He placed the tickets to the festival on the table, where their vibrant white color would stand out against the dark chestnut table. He walked back to the hallway silently, where he proceeded to throw the pebble at a pot, in turn, creating a large-

BANG-CLANG!

Lovino jumped and yelled, turning his head to the suddenly loud noise in his recently quiet apartment (well, silent apart from his grumblings). He walked over to the pots he moved from earlier, finding the tickets. He squinted and strained his eyes in an effort to read them, soon realizing what event they were for. He looked around the apartment, searching for the person who left them there, but after finding no one, he pocketed them. Mission accomplished.

[Red]: hE GOT THE TICKETS,

[Rainbow]: Excellent!

[Maroon]: I am turning the power back on.

[Red]: oH, CRAP, OKAY,

[Red]: mEET YOU OUTSIDE,

-Red is AFK-

-Maroon is AFK-

[White]: I will return to the m0nit0rs at y0ur h0use, then.

[Rainbow]: Wait, White, I need you to check something if you can while you're still there.

[White]: Certainly.

"What?" Antonio asked surprised at Lovino's suggestion.

"Dammit, bastard! I asked if you wanted to go to this damn Christmas festival thing, but if you don't-"

"No, I was just surprised because I'm the one who drags you places... When is the festival?"

"Er... tonight... in a few hours." Lovino blushed a bit, looking down to avoid Antonio's gaze.

"Oh, okay~ I'll go get ready!" Antonio smiled and got up from the couch, walking to his room. He was happy that he wouldn't have to ask Lovino out, he was still struggling with the whole 'am I gay or not' thing, so Lovino asking him out of the blue like this was a lot easier for him.

[Purple]: We are following Antonio and Lovino right now, Feliciano.

[Orange]: They are only a few blocks from the festival thingy.

[Rainbow]: Yay, good job tailing them Purple and Orange!

[Blue]: ARE THEY WALKING OR DRIVING?

[Purple]: Walking.

[Purple]: And would you stop that dreadful capital letter nonsense?

[Blue]: BUT DUDE, KARKAT IS MY FAVORITE!

[Blue]: AND HE'S ALL LIKE: 'FUCK FUCK, FUCKITY FUCK FUCK!'

[Rainbow]: ...Anyways...

[Rainbow]: All forces assemble at the festival!

[Rainbow]: It's time for phase 3!

AN: *Waves* Hiya, guys! So uh... yeah, sorry for lateness I guess? (I'm not really sorry because the other chapter's already done, and I'll upload it within the next few days!) I know you're all excited, so look forward to it. Let me explain a few things, I guess.

Weird Typing: I recently got into Homestuck, there are so many references of it in these last two chapters. I know it's irritating, and personalities don't match with the characters exactly, but I thought this was cool.

Colored Accessories: Each character has an accessory which is colored like their username! See if you can find out who's who in this chapter.

I think that's it in this chapter, so look forward to the next one. I'm gonna go get killed by my editor~

The Ruby Rose: There is this one fic my sister showed me, it was PrUK, and they went to the Ruby Rose Pub. Kinda a tribute to it. Oh, and it was called Unexpected Results by Jet Set Radio Yoyo. Very awesome, I recommend it. (There is Mpreg in it, tho...)