Francis's Dream Life

by sctwilightvampwolfgal

Francis finally moves in to a nudist colony; a place that he always wanted to live at. He meets his two very attractive neighbors, Antonio and Gilbert, whom he befriends. On the normal community separated by only a park, longtime friends, Lovino, Matthew, and Arthur, move in while staying blissfully unaware of the nudist colony living close by. Rated M for mentions of nudity.

10. Chapter 10

Francis and Antonio headed over to Gilbert's house in the hope that he could give them the address to the apartment that Lovino, Arthur, and Matthew lived at.

Gilbert called his brother for the address, and decided to venture with his friends to the apartment that was just across the park that seperated the two communities.

They found the small apartment with ease, and Francis did the honor of knocking on the door; thankfully, they had all remembered to wear clothes before they headed out.

Arthur had answered the door, and he made a look of disgust after realizing that Francis had been the one to knock on their door.

"Our door has frog germs on it, and we have to burn it." Arthur grumbled.

"Bonjour, Arthur." Francis spoke up with a slightly suggestive tone of voice.

Arthur cursed under his breath, and let them in to their home.

Matthew hadn't forgotten how his last encounters with Gilbert Beilschmidt had gone, and he was mortified as he saw the albino standing outside the door of the apartment that Mattie lived in.

"Amigo." Antonio muttered, and managed to nudge Gilbert towards the shorter Canadian.

"Ask him out." Francis tacked on helpfully before turning his attention back towards Arthur.

Gilbert sighed, but stepped closer to the Canadian; there was something adorable about the way that Matthew's eyes had lit up timidly when Gil came towards him.

"Would you like a date with the Awesome Gilbert?" The Prussian half-mumbled; why did he have to ask out this boy that was so wrong for him in his opinion?

"Uh, y-y-yes." Matthew stuttered out in his nervousness.

"You better like pancakes, and the awesome me's awesome dating style." Gilbert grumbled; he hoped that the boy wouldn't argue with him about his 'awesome' dating skills or the deliciousness of pancakes.

"I love pancakes!" Enthusiasm lit up Matthew's face, and raised his voice up past a quiet murmur.

"Awesome." Gilbert was starting to warm up to the idea of dating this male Canadian.

Francis, however, hadn't fared so well as Arthur was beating him up, because Francis had decided to squeeze Arthur's delicious looking rear end.

Lovino and Antonio had fallen in to a natural conversation as they had gotten to know each other better when Lovino had spent the night, and Antonio chickened out at asking Lovino out in fear that the fiery Italian would say no with more than a few insults.

Antonio worried that Lovi would never talk to him, and with out the South Italian's love or presence that he would wither up and die.