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~Whitney
-Whitney's POV-
I stood there, thinking, my mind overflowing with possibilities. I was playing scenarios in my head, telling him... But I can't! He'll think I'm insane! My face flushed in spite of me, and I banged my head against the door in order to clear it. Oww... Maybe not so hard... Next time... Wincing, I rubbed the back of my head...
"...Rico tomate, rico tomate, muy rico ooh tomate~!"
"Huh?" I asked myself out loud. I shook my head again in order to clear it and to make sure no screws were loose, besides the obvious ones of course.
"Buono tomato, buono tomato, buono buono ooh tomato!"
"Spain? Lovi?" I opened my bedroom door and peeked out. I could still hear the water running... They're singing!
I followed the voices into the bathroom and put my ear up against the door.
"Aka agete midori sagete toma- toma- tomato!"
"Si!"
I laughed a little bit to myself. They were both so cute! I backed up slightly, uncertain of what to do as my face flushed. The singing continued.
"Quiero tomate en mi pasta~. Quiero tomate en mi paella~."
"Miwaku no akai tesoro tomato daisuki..."
"Pero~." I mumbled to myself as Spain said the same word louder. I wonder what he'd think if he knew I was singing along with them...
-Cassi POV-
"Dude! What are you painting?" I responded, slightly annoyed at the curiosity eating away at me.
"Papillon, if you do not remain quiet, zere is no guarantee that it will turn out, and I honestly want it to. Silence-"
"No. Tell me." I crossed my arms, the stubborn side of me showing through.
"But zen it won't be a surprise~! And if you keep talking like zis I most certainly won't get your mouth right..."
My eyes opened wide. "You're painting me?" I squeaked, uncertain of how I felt about this.
"Oui. And everyone else." He continued to blot at the easel with his paintbrush. "Now, be quiet, papillon."
I shook my head and looked around the room for something to stare at.
I then just decided to stare at France with an overly exaggerated amount of intensity. I wanted to see if it would affect him, because when I did it to other people, they usually started laughing weather they wanted to or not.
He glanced from the canvas to me, then back again, a smirk slowly appearing on his face. "Is my face so captivating that you must stare, papillon? I simply need to get your facial features right..." His voice trailed off as he looked to the canvas once more.
This confused me. "Wait, if you need to look at me to paint me, how are you painting the others? They're not here."
He smirked again. "Maybe I just like to zee a beautiful face..."
I flushed, not used to hearing that, and looked down with no further questions. "...Thank you..." I said.
"You're quite welcome, papillon." He mumbled, looking intently upon his work.
I don't know why, but the fact that he was taking art so seriously made me happy. When people at school would complain about art class, I didn't like it.
After a few minutes of this, he looked to me with a smile on his face. "If I would have known that complimenting you would make you grow quiet... Maybe I should do it more often." He teased.
"I'm just... Uh... No?" I really couldn't think of anything to say, and I was probably blushing about it.
"Hm." He looked at his painting, tapping the tip of his paintbrush against his cheek. "Mon papillon, did you know zat when you're happy, your eyes have ze most beautiful sparkle in your eyes? And when you're being stubborn, you can almost always get your way because of your fast thinking and wit?" He paused, adding a swift brush stroke to the left side of the canvas. "Oui, mon papillon, you are an attractive young woman. You can easily capture hearts..."
My mouth dropped open and my face turned a few more shades of red. I never knew that's what he thought of me. "Wha-uh... The closest thing to that I have ever thought was that I get my way because I'm stubborn." was the only thing I could think to say.
He looked upon me with a blank stare, and then smiled. "Maybe zat's why you're so appealing. You're not one of zose women zat know zeir true beauty." He shook his head and shrugged. "Non, non. You must know zat, of course. I mean, your smile and your hips..." he trailed off, then returned to his painting.
Just then I got really self-concious and started hugging myself, but I was also very confused. I didn't say anything though. France continued painting, smirking slightly from time to time...
-Whitney's POV-
I don't know how long I was standing there, but it must have been awhile. I was there until I heard the water shut off, which was halfway through the song-.
"Si! Clean feeling, mi hermano?" Spain's voice questioned as I heard the ruffle of cloth.
"Stupid tomato *^$#%, of course I'm clean feeling..."
"There's no need for that, Lovi!" Spain exclaimed, slightly hurt. "Oh well... Let's get you dressed."
My face flushed. I felt like a spy in my own home...
To avoid getting caught, I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. I started thinking about things when Spain and Lovi walked in, Lovi running up and getting in my lap when he saw me.
"Hey, Lovi, did you have a nice bath?" I asked, smiling at him.
"Uh, it was okay." he said, hugging me. Spain laughed.
I looked up to Spain, noticing his towel-dried hair. "Did you have one too?" My face flushed, realizing that that was a prying question. "I-uh-I mean-"
"Ahaha, no amiga, Lovi just got me wet is all." he said, smiling brightly.
"Ahah, okay." I smiled back at him, slightly embarrassed.
Just then, the front door opened and revealed my friend Will from when I went to school. He took a step in right as Cassi and France came down the stairs, and just as I said "WILL!" and ran over to hug him, he took out a small carton of milk from nowhere and just threw it.
It hit the wall near where Cassi and France were standing, but before anyone's confusion was processed, Cassi picked it right back up and threw it again.
"MALK! RIGHT BACK AT'CHA, JETSON!" she yelled, laughing as he caught it and smiled.
Will simply glared at her for a few minutes. "Byatch..." He smirked, then threw it back at her. This game of catch continued until Cassi threw the milk too hard and it burst open, hitting the wall.
"Guys!" I shouted unhappily as I got sprayed with milk.
Cassi smirked, hiding a laugh. "At least it's 2%!"
"Um, papillon, chaton, who is zis?" France asked confusedly. I turned to face him.
"This is my friend Will from when I went to school." I said. He closed the door behind him.
"Ah, your amigo? How wonderful! Fusososososo~!" Spain said, smiling. Feli then came down the stairs, still covered in paint.
Lovi looked at Will and hid behind my legs.
"So, what are you doin' with all of these guys, huh?" He said, shooting a look at me. Then, he noticed Lovi shift behind me. "And you have a kid! You've been busy!"
"N-no!" I stammered, embarrassed. "It's not like that!"
"Sure~!" He sang, teasing me.
"No, no!" I was entering Spazz mode, and I knew it.
Cassi started laughing then. "Dude, these are just some relatives who are staying over." she said, picking Feli up and petting his paint-stained hair.
"Really now. Anyways, I thought I'd just drop by for a visit, you know." he said, shrugging.
"Awesome!" I said happily. "You coulda told us first though, ya' know." I elbowed him.
France coughed, politely waiting for someone to introduce him. I caught on. "Oh, so this is Francis," I gestured to him, then did the same as I continued. "And this is Antonio, Lovino, and Feliciano." I paused, looking around. "Gilbert isn't here right now."
"Man, you do have a full house." He shot another look at me, and I laughed nervously.
"So, ya staying for dinner?"
"Sure, why not?" he said.
"Good! Now, just to figure out what to make..." I said, walking towards the kitchen.
"I don't really care.. But I'm trying to get away from meat, remember?"
I turned to look at him. "You're still on that?"
"Yeah, off and on. Hah." He looked around the house.
"Pasta okay? I know we had it last night, but Feli loves it..." I looked to the others for their opinions.
Feli cheered and clapped happily, while Cassi smiled and looked down at him.
Spain nodded, smiling, and Lovi didn't complain, so I assumed pasta was alright.
I went into the kitchen to start cooking.
(dinner)
"Ah~! This is awesome!" Will replied, eating the pasta I made.
I smiled. "Hope so. I tried~!"
"Si, amiga, muy bien!" Spain put in. The others were busy eating, so I took that as a compliment.
I then noticed that Prussia hadn't been down in a while, and that he hadn't eating anything.
"Hang on, I'll be right back." I said, getting up from the table and going to find him.
I looked in the guest bedroom and saw him lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling.
"Hey Prussia." I knocked on the open door, causing him to turn and look at me.
"Aren't you coming to eat?" I asked, a bit worriedly.
He shook his head. "Nah, not hungry right now."
I sighed. "Well, okay then." I said, then walked back down to the others. I hoped he was okay... Maybe I'd have a talk with him later. He seems off.
"Checkin' on your boyfriend?" Will mused when I came back. "Who ya got hiding up there?"
"HE IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" I shouted, flailing my arms, then composed myself. "I was just checking on Gilbert, is all. He's sleeping."
"Mhm, sleeping..." Will raised an eyebrow.
"Seriously." I looked around at all of them, trying to read their expressions...
Cassi, as usual, was trying not to laugh, but averting her attention. France was smirking, but looking down as well, and Spain looked a bit uncomfortable.
"Uh, anyways, are you all about done?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"Mm, yeah, I'm done!" Will said.
"Oui, as am I." France said.
"Si, amiga, it was delicious!" Spain added happily.
"Yeah, man, I'm stuffed." Cassi finished.
At this, Will's phone buzzed. "Aw, man. I gotta go. Nice seeing you guys! Thanks for dinner!"
"'Kay, glad you could stop by." I said, attempting to hide my discomfort. We all waved our goodbyes, and then watched him leave. I sighed as the awkward silence attempted to consume the room...
"So, is Prussia okay?" Cassi asked, breaking the silence.
"I guess so.." I sighed. "He just seems kinda down. I'll check on him again later."
"Well, okay." she said. "He hasn't been down in a while." she said. "But anyway, what do you guys want to do?"
"What were you guys doing in the art room?" I asked, trying to take the attention off of me and Gilbert for awhile.
Cassi stiffened. "France... Painted again." she said.
I looked at him immediately, but before I said anything, he explained himself. "Zis time it was only a portrait of everyone, madamoiselle, do not worry."
"Only a portrait of everyone?" I raised an eyebrow. "Let's see it then."
"Yeah, now that I remember, I didn't even get to look at it!" Cassi said, getting up. France smiled.
"Tres bien, amies!" he said, getting up.
He led Spain, Feli, Lovi, Cassi and I to the art room to see the painting that he had finished.
"Wow... France... This is pretty good..." Cassi mused, looking over the painting. France stood beside it proudly. There before me, was our little family... Me holding Romano, Cassi on my right holding Feli, Spain beside me on my left, France in the middle of me and Cassi, and Prussia and Gilbird on the right side of Cassi. He had our faces almost looking realistic.
"Chaton, I couldn't get your eye color right..." he frowned. "Now zat I see zem, I should have put more green..."
I waved it off, blushing slightly. "No, it's fine! It's a good picture, France. Really." He smiled at me, savoring the approbation.
"We need to hang this up in the living room." Cassi said, smiling. "It's really good."
"Si, amigo, you have outdone yourself!" Spain said, a grin on his face.
I nodded. "Yeah, I'll do that. But later, so it can dry completely."
"Merci for all of the compliments!" France said happily, but then looked towards the door.
"I hope Gilbert comes out soon, he has been missing a lot of activity today..."
"I'm sure he's fine..." I mumbled, not exactly believing myself. "Want me to check on him?" When I was met by concerned stares from all of them, I sighed and turned to go into his room, knocking first.
"The awesome door's unlocked..." He grumbled slightly. With this, I turned the knob and came in. He was still where I left him earlier...
"Prussia...?" I looked at him curiously. He remained quiet, staring at the ceiling, a smirk slowly appearing on his face.
"Shut the door." He turned away from me, and I complied with his request. I stood there uncertainly, confused about what to do. "... You can sit down." He said finally. I walked around to the other side of the bed so that I could see his face and sat down. "Kesesesese... How come it's always you checking up on me?" With this, he turned over again and got up so that he was facing the door.
"Because this is my house..." I said, pausing as he reached the door and clicked the lock shut. "... And I have to check to make sure that everyone in it's alright..."
"Oh, I'll be alright in a second." He smiled at me. "You know, Cassi feels like ordering me around so much... Maybe I want to know what it feels like... Kesesesesese..."
"Prussia- what are you-" he was walking towards me. I stood, getting away from the bed, and backed away, looking for another form of escape.
"Come on, you know you love your elbows touched." The smile had then turned into a smirk as he advanced even closer to me. One that almost said 'I told you so'.
"Prussia? N-no!" I gasped, backing away even further. It was then that I noticed the closet... Maybe my one way of escape. I fled to it and attempted to slam the door shut, but there was a shirt in the way and Prussia yanked it open before I could close to door correctly.
"Kesesesese... I guess here would be better than anywhere else... They'll have to come through two doors..." He closed the door and jammed it, shoving the shirt underneath it so that whoever tried to get to us wouldn't have an easy time opening the door. "Now..."
He turned to me, hugging me close to him even though I whimpered, and let his hands travel to my elbows. My breath caught as he snickered, and then I was on the ground... As my mind grew foggy, I remembered something. He leaned in to kiss me and held my back, momentarily freeing my hands. As I kissed back gently, I grabbed the back of his neck and he stiffened, then went limp in my arms, his face flushed.
"That... French... *%#&!..." He muttered, laying his head on my chest as I kept holding onto the back of his neck. My mind was still foggy, so I wasn't sure what exactly was going on...
"Prussia... Why... Are you after me...?" I blinked slowly as I spoke in an attempt to clear my mind.
"Not so much... You..." He paused, letting a laugh escape his lips. "As... You're a girl that's fair game." He burrowed his face in my chest and moaned as I massaged his neck. He wrapped his arms around me, and I gasped in surprise. "You know... There's no one here... To watch us..."
"No, Prussia, no..." I shook my head and he groaned in frustration. I looked at him resentfully. "Why are you so obsessed with using your five meters?"
He laid all of his weight on me, and, even though I wasn't sure why, my fingers snaked up into his hair. "Nnm... Kesesese... Because it feels good..."
"It feels good to take advantage of people?" I asked incredulously.
"Nein... It feels good... To feel loved..."
"But... You are loved.." I said, looking at him with sympathy.
"I don't feel it usually. The only family I have is mein bruder, and the guys... For some reason... I feel like I need more..." he mumbled, moving his arms to behind my neck.
"But... You have Cassi and I now." I said. "We love you. You three are part of the family now. You should've been there a few minutes ago... France painted a family picture of us all and it was beautifull." I said, my mind starting to come back, although I still played with his hair.
He looked up at me. "Really... Well, I don't know then... You know, maybe I think about things too much sometimes. I'm too awesome to think, I should just take advantage of having a family now, you know, other than West..."
"Thinking can be good sometimes... Just, you have to be sure that what you're thinking about is worth it... You know, prioritize things. They're all out there, concerned about you..." I kept stroking his hair.
"Awesome... I guess..." He mumbled, nuzzling my chest.
I sighed. "Yeah... I'm sorry, Prussia. Really..." I kissed the top of his head, uncertain of what else to do. "We're all together here, you know?"
"Yeah, some closer than others..." He replied, slightly angrily, then sighed and attempted to pull away. I held on to him.
"Wh-what's that supposed to mean? Prussia!" I said unhappily, slightly upset that he took this turn.
"Let go of the awesome me!" He shot back. "You obviously don't-" He broke off and coughed.
I frowned, looking up at him. "Would me doing that with you actually make you happy?"
He was silent for a moment, but then sighed. "I don't know, I'm just..." He sounded like he was searching hard for some sort of explanation, while also sounding slightly guilty.
"I don't like Spain better than you, I just prefer the way he acts sometimes." I said, knowing what he was jealous of. "You know, he doesn't try to 'claim vital regions' all the time. I still like you, you just make me uncomfortable sometimes. That's all, it's no big deal, so there's no need to get upset about it."
He was silent a while longer, pondering what I had just said. "...I guess I get it." he said eventually, looking at me.
"Dude..." I said sadly. "Don't look at me like that..." I pulled him down into a hug without him protesting this time. "It'll be okay, I promise! Please don't be sad anymore!"
"Kesesese..." He laughed softly. "So you want me to be claiming your vital regions?"
I frowned. "Not really..."
He sighed light heartedly. "I know, can't kill me for tryin'." He then stood up. "So, you said they were worried about me?"
"Yes, we all are..." I trailed off, looking up at him.
"Kesese, are you sure they aren't just worried they'll explode because of awesomeness deprivation?" he laughed, returning to normal.
"Haha, I'm sure." I teased, slightly relieved that he was back to his old self. He opened the closet door, letting light in.
"Well, should we go and assure them that there is more than enough awesome to go around? Or should we keep them waiting?" he smirked with his eyebrows raised.
"I think we should go and spread the awesomeness!" I said, slightly unnerved, yet happy at his sudden change of mood.
"Right then, just lemme grab Gilbird." he said, walking over to the bed and picking up his little bird.
I got up and followed him out the door. We heard the others talking in the livingroom.
"Does he usually do that?"
"No, I'm not sure what's wrong..."
"Oh I hope it isn't serious. Mon amie is never zis quiet!"
"And he better not make mommy sad..."
"Hey, dudes! Back to spread the awesomeness!" Prussia exclaimed, throwing Gilbird up and allowing him to fly around. "I know you missed me, which is awesome, but it's awesome again, because I'm here again!"
"Yeah, what he said." I replied, smiling shyly.
"Mon ami, are you sure you're fine?" France asked, looking concerned but relieved at the same time.
"Yeah, the awesome me is fine. Is it hot in here, or is it just me?" He looked around the room. "Yeah, just me." He smirked, crossing his arms, as Gilbird landed on his head.
"Ahahaha, yeah, he is better!" Spain laughed, worry forgotten. France laughed as well, but Cassi looked a little sad. She remained silent, stroking Feli.
"Cassi, what's wrong?" I asked, concerned. "I just got Prussia out of being sad! Don't you go into it too!"
She smiled then, but I could tell it was forced, because she never forced smiles. "I am kol, what are you talking about?"
"Mon papillon, zere is clearly something wrong." France said, looking her over.
She scoffed. "Fine, I just feel like a jerk..."
"You feel like a jerk, mi amiga?" Spain questioned.
"Yes..." she then sighed. "Because I hit people with spoons and am a jerk..."
"You're not a jerk..." I replied, sitting beside her. She simply looked at me. "But you still feel guilty... Apologizing is the first step to get rid of that."
"But I did apologize, and I still feel bad..." she said, looking at me.
"Cassi..." I said sadly, pulling her into a hug. "It's okay! Promise. We're a family. We let things go." I cast a glance at everyone else. "Right?"
"Of course!" Spain said. "It wouldn't make since if we all were mad at each other all the time!"
Cassi looked at him, then sort of smiled. "Absolutley, papillon. No one here thinks you are a jerk." France added.
Prussia cast his eyes to the floor. "No, no one thinks you're a jerk." He mumbled. Her head snapped to look at him in astonishment.
Her huge grin then landed right back on her face, and she stood up clapping her hands after setting Feli down.
"Well done sir, you have impressed a ninja. Saying something like that to one who did you wrong? I salute you." she salluted him. "In fact... I'll be right back." she then said, going up to her bedroom.
Prussia looked to me for clarity, but I simply shook my head. "I have no idea what she's up to."
"Mommy! He didn't make you sad, did he?" Lovi asked, climbing into my lap as he looked toward Prussia.
"No, no, Lovi!" I exclaimed, picking him up. "We just had a talk and now we're all happy again." I said cheerfully, nuzzling him.
"I'm glad we're all happy, amiga." Spain replied, smiling softly as he picked up Feli and took Cassi's seat.
"Yeah, let's not try and start anymore arguments, guys, alright?" I asked, looking to all of them. I really didn't want any more conflicts, well, not for a while anyways. I knew that once China and America got here, things would probably get really hectic.
"D'accord, chaton, I agree." France said, nodding.
"Si, amiga." Spain nodded as well.
"Sure, I'll try. But you can't stop me from being awesome." Prussia smirked, putting his hands on his hips.
I rolled my eyes. After a few minutes, we were all carrying on a conversation...
"Because in France it is common to eat potatoes in chunks." France said.
"Nah, man, mashed potatoes are-"
"Awesomer!" came Cassi's voice from behind the standing Prussia. We all turned around to see she had changed into her Prussia cosplay costume, as well as the red contacts and white wig, although the hair on it was long.
I stared at her blankly. "Um.. Why... Are you dressed like you're his little sister, or something?"
She grinned. "Because, I will follow in his awesomeness!"
I raised an eyebrow. "I thought you said that you were awesome-r than him?"
"Well, if I follow in his awesomeness I gain even more awesomeness!" she replied, a grin spreading on her face.
"Wha- mi amiga, you look so similar!" Spain replied, smiling as he looked from one to the other. "How did you-"
"Would you like someone to dress like you, Spain?" Cassi smirked, eyeing me.
"Uh- I don't think-" I was interrupted.
"Awesome idea, why didn't I think of that?" Prussia replied, mimicking her smirk.
"Well, o-okay..." I stuttered, allowing Cassi to drag me to her room by my sleave. A few minutes later, I came down in her Spain costume along with the brown long haired wig. His hair was a few shades darker than mine.
-Cassi's POV-
"Muy bien, amigas! This is amazing!" Spain clapped, laughing at the site.
Whitney grinned. "Fusososososo!" she imitated, walking over to his side.
"Fusososo~!" He exclaimed, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. I kind of stared at them, wondering what the other two members of the Bad Touch Trio were thinking.
"Kesesese!" Prussia laughed, coming up and hugging them closer, prompting me to follow.
"Uh, Prussia?" Whitney looked at him, her face the color of ripe tomatoes. "What are you doing?"
I kind of caught on and followed to the other side of them, nudging Whitney into Spain more as well.
"Cassi! You too?" Whitney looked at me.
"Kesesesese!" I mimicked Prussia's laugh and walked over to him. I know I am really impressionable, but I am going to follow Prussia around and be just like him. Well... Except for the five meters part.
Her face flushed as we pushed them together and she caught on to the meaning. "Guys!"
"Amigos, por que...?" Spain replied, looking slightly uncomfortable with the whole thing.
"Kesesesese!" Prussia laughed. "Just thought I'd help my friends hook up."
"Yeah, it would be the awesome thing to do." I added.
"Amigos, it seems to be making Whitney uncomfortable." Spain said, looking at the two of us.
"Kesesesese, fine, fine. I'll let you handle it then." Prussia smirked at Spain, then at Whitney. We both stopped pushing them and they slightly distanced themselves.
We then turned to face France, who was just staring at us for a minute. Prussia crossed his arms and stared back smiling, waiting for him to say something. I mimicked him.
Spain grinned and put his hands on his hips, Whitney doing the same.
France sighed slightly and put his arm behind his head. "Why don't I have a mini me, mes amis?" Pouting, he then turned his sights on Whitney and Spain, leaving me and Prussia snickering. "Of course, I know how you can make it up to me~!"
"Uh..." Whitney looked slightly concerned with his meaning.
"Kesesesese... It's about time." Prussia replied with a smirk.
I was slightly confused as well, but I copied him and mimicked his laugh again.
At this, Whitney hid behind Spain, peeking out from behind his back. "What are you talking about, France?"
"L'amour, of course, mon chaton." He smiled, winking at her.
"And, dude, you forgot you are supposed to act like Spain. Not awesome." I added, smirking at her.
She laughed nervously. "Why, what do you mean amigos? No comprendo. Ehh, que tal?"
"That's better." Prussia said, smirking as well.
"Si, muy bien!" Spain said happily, putting an arm over her shoulder.
"S-si~!" She stammered, attempting to keep her face from flushing.
"Honhonhon, such good impressions..." France then stepped towards Spain and Whitney and engulfed them in a hug.
"F-Francis, you're q-quite close, amigo~." She tried to respond happily, but it came out slightly strangled. "Fusososo~."
"Oui, I am. Do you not like it? Antonio loves hugs." he said, holding the two of them.
"...Me gusta abrazos mucho." She replied, looking around. "Y besos tambien."
All but Spain looked at her confusedly then, none but him understanding what she just said.
"De veras?" Spain said back, laughing heartily. "Intrigante~."
"S-si." She replied with a smile.
"Dudes. Can't understand a word you're sayin!" Prussia said, slightly frustrated.
"Yeah! Quit speaking Mexica-"
"Sh! Mon papillon. Il ressemble à l'amour!" France said excitedly, pulling the two closer to him.
Prussia and I just stood there, not knowing what to do as France hugged them smiling and they shared a... Sparkly... Moment.
"Um.. Te gustaria comer?" Whitney asked, still reveling in the sparkliness that they shared.
"Still. Can't. Understand." I said, folding my arms.
"Mi amiga, I'm asking if Spain wants anything to eat! Are you guys hungry?" she explained, looking at me and smiling. She was pulling him off pretty well.
I then processed what she had said and noticed that... Well... I was starving. "YES! Food would be awesome!" I said, holding my stomach and just now realizing it was empty.
"Fusososo~! I'll be right back!" She walked, or almost skipped, into the kitchen, and then I heard her banging pots around.
"Dude, do you need awesomeness in there?" I called after her.
"Can we have ramen? Por favor?" She called back as I heard the water run.
"Si, that'll be fine, amiga!" Spain called back. It was then that Romano hit his leg. "Ah, mi hermano! How are you?"
"I don't get it, momma is acting just like you." he said. It looked like it was supposed to be an insult, but he just seemed confused.
Spain smiled and picked him up. "Si, it is a game we are playing!"
Romano then turned to look at Prussia and I. "Is that why Auntie is acting like the potato (#$*#&?"
Spain actually frowned for once! "I don't approve of that language, but si, that's why."
"That's not fun!" he whined, taking off towards the kitchen.
"Oh! Mi niño!" Whitney said in surprise.
Spain simply sighed.
Feli then walked up to me, looking slightly confused. "...Momma?"
I smiled and picked him up. "Yup, it's me, little awesome buddy." he then smiled, apparently feeling a lot more comfortable with it then.
I set him down on the floor and he ran into the kitchen. "Ah, Feli! Want to help me cook?" came from the kitchen. Spain laughed lightly.
"I'm going to go help them, amigos." he said, walking into the kitchen as well.
Prussia then turned to look at me. He was smirking, which didn't surprise me.
"So." he started. "You want to be awesome like me, huh?" I nodded.
"Dude, I've already declared myself your apprentice." I said, crossing my arms. "I can become more awesome if I learn from you, right?"
"Hm, I guess so, but it's going to take some commitment. Being this awesome doesn't come so easy." he said, his hands on his hips.
"I'm a ninja, I can handle it." I said, mimicking him.
He smirked. "Let's see how awesome you can be then."
"Try me." I smirked back. I didn't know whether I wanted to flatter him or make him annoyed with this, so I'd just see where it went.
"Fine. You have to mimic everything I do for a whole day." He continued smirking.
"Like, mimic as in a mirror, or just in general what you are doing?" I asked.
"As in a mirror. Like you're a copy of me." He shrugged. "But if you don't think you can pull if off..."
"I'm awesome! I got dis!" I interrupted, not wanting to be a pansy.
"Kesesesese! You'll have to come up with your own sayings though." He replied, looking me over. "I guess you can handle it."
I thought for a moment, then something that I usually always say but haven't said since they got here popped in my head and I grinned. "Okay then."
"Right. Let's be awesome!" He replied, raising his fist in front of him triumphantly. "Watch and learn..."
I raised my fist as well, doing his facial expression as well as he walked into the kitchen. France was following behind us, chucking and saying something about "This will be interesting..."
"Kesesesese, what's cookin' good lookin'?" Prussia asked, bursting into the kitchen.
"Mi amigo..." Whitney began cautiously. "I'm cooking ramen!" She finished happily, obviously remembering that she was pretending to be Spain.
"Hm. Sounds nice." He leaned up against the wall of the kitchen and crossed his arms, watching me out of the corner of his eye.
I went up beside him and leaned against the wall as well and crossed my arms.
He nodded, in what I assumed was approval, and watched Whitney cook. Spain was at the bar tending to the precious angels.
I then looked to France. I suppose I felt a little tiny bit bad for him because he didn't have a mini-me, but then I thought of an excellent plan.