AN: Okay so you guys weren't big on the whole PruCan so that's not in- I'm slightly relieved because I don't get the pairing too well either (it's the whole invisibility thing- according to my research) but then I can easily make it platonic so ja- I was only thinking about it cuz they'd be left out of the couples thing :P its awful I know, also it is set in the Berlin zoo but I've never been there so I'm making it up 100%

"Where d'you keep the eagles, Germany?" America asked after buying himself all the cotton candy he could carry.

"Do you have a specific one in mind?"

"The cool American eagle, duh."

"The bald eagle, ja?" Germany clarified.

"That's rude, man, he's not bald."

"Alfie, it doesn't mean that…" Canada whispered (actually he said it but at a Canadian volume.)

"Excuse his idiocy, but I think we should go see the lions, I heard you had a very majestic one at your place, Germany." England put in.

"I agree! Lions are awesome!" Prussia nodded.

"Bruder did make sure our lion was top-notch, but I myself am an eagle guy."

"Like half the people here are. Me included." Poland shrugged.

"Me and Lovino like wolves!"

"My animal is the beaver." But as per usual no one heard Canada.

"I've got the rooster!"

"Yeah, only a wanker like you will have cock for a national animal." England snickered, "Since the majority seem to like the eagles lets go look at them first."

"Ja, this way." Germany marched off closely accompanied by Feliciano. People stopped and stared as the countries went past; on the other hand a group of 11 men at a zoo isn't exactly a mundane sight.

By the smell it was soon apparent that they have arrived to the massive black cages containing the big birds. The nations all clumped together and peered inside.

"Gross! They're eating raw fluffy bunnies!" America stated; his mouth full as usual.

"What are they supposed to eat? Popcorn?" Arthur snapped.

"Uh, I really don't know- but why cute, fluffy and just slightly dead bunnies?!"

"I totally agree! It's evil." Poland enunciated stepping up to America's immediate left hand side leaving Lithuania behind.

"Phew, a sane person. I mean they are still white and fluffy, it's tragic, man."

England was about to reply something scathing but France leaned over his shoulder and breathed in his ear in his trademark purring way,

"Don't get so worked up now, mon cher, don't make a scene."

Arthur visibly shivered and could not even reply.

"So where's your eagle, huh?" Romano asked haughtily when he saw that Spain was standing a little off from everyone else and looking in a completely different direction.

"Mine is too endangered for zoos, Lovi; I'll show you it when we get back home."

"Okay."

"Do you want anything?" Spain asked eyeing the ice cream stand.

"Yeah. That." Romano pointed at the stand.

"I'll be just a second, Lovi!" the Spaniard beamed and rushed off.

"You could've at least said please, Lovino, awfully rude." Gilbert jeered coming up next to him.

"Not your business, jerk." Romano spat back his fists clenching nervously in his pockets, without Spain he was extremely vulnerable.

" No, no, we do have some business, Italian boy." The Prussian grinned, "Let's step away a little, eh?" he gripped Romano's arm and dragged him away to a bench, Romano put up surprisingly little resistance. Once they sat down Lovino looked at Gilbert expectantly,

" What can you possibly want from me? Is it about the Spanish imbecile?"

"Kesesese, no it's not about the Spanish imbecile-"

Romano cut him short angrily,

"No, calling that imbecile an imbecile is my privilege, don't say that."

Prussia looked at him stunned. He was in reality not much older than Romano but he was used to thinking of him as 'Spain's little brat' and getting commands from him was not something he could even picture.

"Alright, alright! Start again, ja? I wanna talk to you about your bruder."

"What is it with you Germans and my brother?! Sickos." Romano was almost terrifying at that point.

"Listen to awesome Prussia for a second, this will blow your mind, no kidding," Gilbert stopped for a dramatic pause, "You're Feliciano's older bruder, ja? Well, I'm Ludwig's older bruder. Think about it. We're in the same position, so why don't we want the same thing for our little bruders?"

Lovino thought about it for a second, it really never crossed his mind that Ludwig was anybody's younger brother, and the thought of Prussia being as protective as he was seemed laughable.

"Your fratello is a hulking mass of muscle and not an idiot. My fratello is the opposite of that. How the fuck do I not worry?!"

"Ja, Ludwig can protect him then! It's all rainbows and sunshine with them, if you weren't so busy with Spanien you'd know. Look, it's gonna be great for us if they date!" Prussia stretched out his arms and yawned, "They will be happy as hell and will quit whining."

Feliciano did whine. Lovino did not see him often but when he did he received a full summary of the daily life of potato bastard. And after dinner wine was had - he received the complete version of Ludwig's coldness towards Feli. He didn't have to be a shrink to notice his brother's over-attachment and separation issues, when macho potato wasn't around Feliciano was miserable. Nothing could be more infuriating.

"Come on! I want my little bruder to be happy, pleaaaaase." Gilbert moaned when Lovino was taking too long to think it over.

"I will… think about it." He murmured.

"Lovi! Gilbert! What's going on?" Antonio sat down in between them. He handed Romano the pistachio ice cream.

"It stunk too bad out there so we came here." Romano stammered looking uncomfortably at the albino.

"Ja, I'll leave you to it." He smirked and passing the Italian bent down and took a lick of his ice-cream and walked off.

"It's nice you're bonding with my friends!" Spain smiled scooting closer.

"Antonio, your friends are assholes." He replied staring blankly at the mark Gilberts tongue left on the surface of his ice cream.

AN: Weeeeell then, the dialogue is all a bit jumpy but I hope it's not impossible to follow it :D As always thank you guys for all the support! ( I always read over reviews to make myself sit down and write… its 5am- will power must be worked on but im not kidding- it means a lot!) SO I hope you like this chappie.

Enjoy,

Acid