A/N: Rock Band with Prussia? This could get interesting...

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING OF HETALIA

I laughed and we migrated down to the basement to give Gilbert some company and start the game of Rock Band. They had the normal set up of two guitars, one for bass, drums and a mic. I grabbed the drumsticks and smirked.

"Alright, let's do this! What song?" I said
"I'm fine with just pushing random and seeing what we get." Shrugged Ludwig, who had grabbed one of the guitars
"Suits me!" Feli smiled. He had the other guitar
"Awesome idea, but I'm more awesome." Gilbert nodded sagely. He had the mic

We pushed the random button and it gave us the song Are You Gonna Be My Girl by Jet. I was set on hard, Ludwig was on medium bass, Feli was on easy guitar and Gilbert was on hard. Being a somewhat regular Rock Band player, I knew the song and I did the best on the drum part. Well, that lucked out. As we played, Gilbert seemed like he was having a blast. He wasn't bad on vocals, and he was being really flamboyant, strutting around and acting like he really was a rock star. Feli was concentrating really hard and Ludwig looked like at first he didn't approve, but then started to warm up to it. We did pretty well on it. I got longest streak and Gilbert managed 100% vocals. It was then decided that we'd trade instruments and find a new random song. I was passed the mic for this one and Ludwig took drums, while Gilbert took bass. The song was Animal by Neon Trees. This was gonna be great. I decided to pull a Gilbert and actually perform while I sung it.

"Here we go again; I kinda wanna be more than friends. So take it easy on me. I'm afraid you're never satisfied…"

I winked at Ludwig, who just shook his head and kept playing. I danced around Feli for a few notes before the song ended and the scores were tallied up. 100% on vocals. Oh yeah.

"Now that is how it's done." I aimed a playful jab at Gilbert
"Bet you can't do anything like that on the other instruments."
"Wanna? I'm fully prepared to take that bet."
"Alright. If you get a higher score on guitar…"
"You need to be my servant for three hours."
"What?"
"A bet's a bet. Are you awesome, or not?"
"Well duh!"
"Then that's the condition."
"Fine, but it's the same if I get a higher score on guitar."
"Fine."

Random song time. Some sort of higher being must have needed a laugh, because the game chose Green Grass and High Tides, the game's hardest song at random. Gilbert's jaw dropped.

"Was not expecting that one!" He couldn't believe it
"Well, we have to do it. Even if it is for about ten or so minutes." I couldn't either
"That's what she said! Kesesesesesese~"

He laughed really weirdly. I facepalmed at the joke. Really Gilbert? We're gonna go there? I didn't make any comment back and chose medium difficulty. There was no way I was going to risk anything on this song. Gilbert smirked and selected hard. Good luck Gil, you're gonna need it. The song was really deceptive. It started off with some simple slow notes but sped up soon enough and then slowed back down and then sped up again and the majority of it was a guitar solo. Through the middle of the song, when our hands started to get tired, was when we started slipping up. For a while, all you could hear was guitar and swearing in English and German. After about ten minutes of arm-numbing gameplay, the scores were tallied. Me: 76%. Gilbert: 74%.

"NOOOOOOO! I'm too awesome for this!" Gilbert yelled in despair
"Really? The game says otherwise. And you know what that means." I grinned
"I'm not being your butler until midnight!"
"A bet is a bet. You have to do it!"
"I can always go back on my bet."
"Do that and I'm dumping all the beer in the house down the storm drain."
"What?" This time, Ludwig chimed in with Gilbert. They were both thoroughly mortified and I was dead serious. A bet is a bet.
"You heard me."
"But…but you can't! You're just a guest! You can't touch our booze!" Gilbert spazzed
"Actually, I'm going to be living here until Roderich sends word that I can go back to his house. Some of my stuff should be around in a few days." I said smugly
"This is so not awesome. Fine, but I'm only doing this for the sake of the beer."
"What do I care? Speaking of drinks, go fetch me a glass of water, will you?"

I sat on a very old looking couch with a proud smirk and struck a pose like I was high society. Gilbert's eye twitched and he grumbled in German as he walked up the stairs to the kitchen. He slammed the glass down on a table beside the couch and I looked at him reproachfully.

"Temper, temper! Let's try to curb that, shall we?" I could barely keep a straight face
"Or you'll do what? Punish me?" He snapped back
"Remember the beer. I'm fully prepared to go through with that. And punish you? Does someone have a freaky turn-on?"
"Low blow, Lana. Low blow."
"Sorry, these things tend to just come out sometimes."
"Whatever…"
"I really am! What do I have to do for you to forgive me? We can't very well live together if we can't get along."
"You can let me seize your vital regions."
"My what?"
"Kesesesese…"

As if red eyes weren't creepy enough already, they got even worse as he advanced on me. I began to slide onto the other side of the couch, trying to get away from Gilbert's insanity. Whatever vital regions were…I could tell it was something dirty by the way he said it.

"You know… those kinds of things." He said as he pointed to my chest
"GOD NO!" I covered my boobs with an arm and shot him a look of angry disgust
"Brother, leave her alone. She's here because of one creeper; let's not drive her out over another." Sighed Ludwig
"But West, I won't feel better until I have vital regions." Gilbert leered
"You'll feel even worse if you try any of that while Lana is here."
"Vital regions vs. days of pain… I still choose the vital regions."
"Gilbert Beilschmidt, you leave her alone and that's the end of it!"
"But bruder…"
"ENOUGH!"

Gilbert stopped and sulked for the next hour. He was lucky all I wanted was the water, or I would have had him running all over the house to keep up his end of the bargain. Once we were done with the game, which meant once our appendages were sore from either strumming the guitars or pushing the bass pedal on the drum kit, I asked Ludwig where I'd be sleeping.

"Oh, there's a guest bedroom upstairs, next to my room. I'm not taking any chances with Ivan." He answered
"Good plan. I guess I'm off to bed then." I bid everyone good night and went upstairs

I flopped down on the bed after turning off the light, in my clothes. It's not really comfortable to sleep in clothes but I'd have to make do for now. I was just about settled when I heard the door creak open with a "Kesesesese." Hang on. Doors don't make that noise!

"Gilbert," I muttered into the pillow, "Get out."
"Verdammen! How did you know?" I saw two red eyes glowing in the doorframe as I rolled over
"That stupid laugh. Doors don't sound like some Prussian guy laughing when they open up."

He grumbled as he left. I rolled back onto my stomach and tried to sleep. It didn't last long, as I felt something crawl into bed with me.

A/N: Oh no! It seems there's a bed invader on the loose. Hide yo kids, hide yo wife, hide yo husband... :P Review please!