Oh my goodness Chapter 10 already! **dies of pure fangirl joy** Yay! And Avengers (if anyone actually READS these, which I doubt) was A~MAZING TT^TT I almost died~~~ it totally brought my mind off of all the drama going on around me... All it took was Hulk BEATING THE CRAP OUTTA LOKI! **sorry for any spoilers** which was pretty damn awesome~~
Romano picked up a butcher knife and looked at it. He hurt Spain so much by hurting himself...if he died, it would hurt him for a little while, but he would get over it eventually... He lifted it up and held it to his throat, contemplatively. Then, suddenly...
"HE LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVES YOU!" a voice screamed. What the actual fuck? Where did that come from?
"EH?"
"He loves you Lovinooooooo~ Don't kill yourself! Please!" HUNGARY?
"What are you DOING?"
"...hia~!"
This was ridiculous. He held the knife closer to his throat.
"Don't you fucking dare." Shit the screaming must've woken him up...shit shit shit shittttt...
"S-spain..."
"If you do it I'll kill myself too."
"NO! It's not fair! It's me, just ME! You...you can't!" His voice cracked on the last words. No one noticed Elizabeta sneaking away and setting up a video camera.
"You do it and I will. You can't exactly stop me." Romano's eye filled with tears. This wasn't the way it was supposed to go!
"! This isn't how it was going to be! I hate you! I hate all of you!" Lovino screamed, the knife in his hand trembling. Spain lurched forwards and grabbed his wrist.
"Please mi corazon...?" Romano dropped the knife and fell to the floor, sobbing.
"I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you..."
"I know, I know. Shh..." Antonio picked up the distraught, depressed little Italian bundle of adorableness and just sat there with him, stroking his hair.
"...go away you fucking bastard..."
"never~"
Hungary was on the floor, passed out from a nosebleed. Blood loss is a bitch, so she didn't see what happened next.
Spain accidentally rubbed Romano's curl.
Shit's gonna go down.
Good thing the camera was recording.
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The Germans walked into Feli's house, Prussia grinning. Germany blushing and fidgeting. Ludwig kept turning and walking back to the car, but Gilbert always towed him back.
"hate you."
"Love you too West~ kesesesese..."
He finally pushed his younger (but more mature) brother to the door and rang the doorbell. A surprised
"Veh~!" came from inside.
"Who is it~?" before Ludwig could run, Prussia said,
"Luddy's here!"
"Ludwig?" they then heard Feliciano's mad dash to the door.
"Germany~! Hello!"
Oh gott this was going to be the worst day of his life.
"J-ja, hello Italy..."
"ohhh you look nice! Veh~ where are you going?"
"...here..."
oh gott this was so awkward!
"ohhh come in we can have paaaaaasta~ Veh!"
"I hate you bruder."
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Meanwhile, Arthur and Alfred had woken up and America made pancakes, not trusting the Brit's baking skills for a minute.
"I'm not BAD at cooking!" he protested as the American laughed at him.
"Yes you are!"
"S-shut up! Wanker!"
"Love ya~!" he kissed the flustered Englishman on the forehead.
Japan was having a ball with all of this.
From his place on the ceiling, of course.
"Alright, I'll go sit down..." Arthur mumbled angrily.
"good, cause they're almost ready!" The smell of pancakes made Arthur's stomach rumble, and he sat down at the table, awaiting breakfast.
"Ta~dah!" Alfred said, placing a plate of hot pancakes in front of the Briton, whose green eyes lit up at it.
"T-they look good..."
"Of course!" The Englishman shot him a withering glare, at which America laughed.
The little cowlick on America's head bobbled when he laughed. Curious.
He reached out and, ignoring the alarmed look the American was giving him, poked it. The effect was...how do I put it?...fantastic. His eyes flew open, and, lunging forwards, he kissed England forcefully.
Ohhhhh~ well, that's embarrassing...
E~ZONES XD so many in one chapter! It's amazing! XDXDXD Love you all~!