A/N: YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED (by the title of this chapter)! ! ^J^

I'm still behind, but the next chapter will probably be covering a lot of posts, so . . . yeah. *sweatdrops*

Disclaimer: I own neither Hetalia: Axis Powers nor How I Met Your Mother.

Elizabeta really has to find a more obvious way to tell me about her meetings.

2016 February 26 (Friday)

So I was just awesomely lounging on the couch in Roderich, Elizabeta, and Alfred's apartment (because, y'know, it's awesome enough to support this level of awesomeness) when Techie Kid—er, Kiku—randomly walks into the apartment, closes the door behind him, and looks at me like I'm the craziest thing he's ever seen (which is obviously totally unprecedented because he's totally the one that casually broke into the apartment and it doesn't get more unprecedented than that) and, shifting his gaze a little bit to the side, comments, "You know, your bird would look very cute in a hat."

". . . Thanks?"

"You're very welcome," he nodded sagely. Turning so that he was looking at me inquisitively, he asks, "Aren't you coming to the meeting?"

When I stared back at him blankly, he explained that Elizabeta apparently organized another meeting about Alfred that's supposed to be taking place upstairs.

"But . . . that's the roof."

"Precisely."

So now I'm following him up to the roof where Elizabeta has probably already dragged Roderich (I was wondering why there wasn't any classical background music going on during my awesome lounging!) and however-many-other-people. Including Carlos, apparently, though he's looking through his phone or something right now. Speaking of which, I should probably put mine away before Elizabeta sees . . .

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Carlos Machado: Good idea! The hat thing and the phone thing!

. . . I'm going to go ahead and pocket this now.

Carlos Machado 2016-02-26

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2016 February 26 (Friday)

Elizabeta asked if Carlos had seen Alfred at the bar recently. Carlos shook his head in a negative. Elizabeta followed that up immediately by declaring we should resume our tracking of Alfred and keep close tabs on him to make sure he was doing okay. Elizabeta's van guy seconded the movement, but suggested that we use ponies instead of a van. Roderich liked how old-time-y the horses would look because he's stuffy like that. Kiku wondered if it would be too conspicuous. Elizabeta paused to consider this. Elizabeta's van guy, seeing her indecision, immediately proceeded to rattle off a list of the benefits of involving ponies. With lots of pink.

Roderich, hearing of the hot pink carriage Elizabeta's van guy planned to have the ponies at the head of, immediately backpedaled upon realizing that it wouldn't be as stuffy and old-time-y as he had originally thought. Elizabeta's van guy instantly whirled around and directed his list of pros at that guy, counting them off his fingers as he went. Carlos tried to calm down Elizabeta's van guy, since he appeared to be invading much of Roderich's personal space. Elizabeta was standing off to the side, still deep some introspective world on the matter of using a bright pink van or bright pink ponies. Kiku tried to catch her attention so she could rein in her van guy, who was now pointedly jabbing at Roderich's chest for emphasis (". . . Like, and don't even get me started about Global Warming . . ."). Carlos and Kiku were both failing miserably, needless to say.

And it escalated.

"Yes, but does it really have to be hot pink?"

"Yes! And don't worry, there will totally be cushions there, too."

"Also pink?"

". . . I can't believe I didn't think of that! Like, totally!"

Roderich took a moment to facepalm before realizing that Elizabeta's van guy was already diving into more and more details about the carriage and joined Carlos in trying to get a word in.

And it escalated.

"Elizabeta-san, perhaps it's time to intervene with your friend . . ."

". . . but which one is less noticeable . . . ?" Elizabeta muttered to herself contemplatively.

"Neither, if they're both hot pink," I remarked, more than a little irked at the one-sidedness of these exchanges.

"And we can totally make it GLITTERY!" Elizabeta's van guy exclaimed in the background.

Until finally, I couldn't take it anymore.

"OH JUST QUIT MAKING YOUR PLANS FOR FIVE MINUTES!"

They instantly went silent, and I could've sworn that I heard the traffic honks from below stop for a few seconds, too. But then it started up again because, y'know, anger management.

Sucking in a deep breath, I continued, "It's Alfred's love life and if things didn't work out with Matthew then that's totally up to him to figure out and we shouldn't pressure him into it if he's clearly not ready to talk right now. Friends are supposed to be there to be supportive, so what kind of unawesome friends would we be if we forced him to do something that he's obviously not prepared to at this point in time?"

There was a pause. Then Elizabeta spoke.

"But friends are supposed to push you because they want the best for you. How can we help him achieve that if he refuses to help himself?"

There was another pause. I stared at her. They stared at me. Then I quietly turned and made my way back down into the apartment.

Anyone know anything about birds and mullets? Ja? Nein? Alright, I tried, Liz!

2016 February 27 (Saturday)

Elizabeta agreed to lay off a bit on the whole stalking-Alfred's-every-move thing. For now, at least. Her awesomeness has accordingly increased ever-so-slightly in my book. She also asked me if I knew anything about Kiku and "birds and mullets". Totally weird stuff! I wonder about that woman sometimes.

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Elizabeta Hedervary: Quit zoning out when I talk!

"Birds in SMALL HATS", Gilbert! Small HATS.

Elizabeta Hedervary 2016-02-27

Gilbert Beilschmidt: Ja, ja!

That DOES sound familiar, but the awesome me can't quite place it at the moment . . . oh well.

Gilbert Beilschmidt 2016-02-27

Elizabeta Hedervary: You just skimmed through my previous comment, didn't you?

I swear you get lazier by the day. And never mind, I found it out myself in your previous post! (That and I managed to wring it out of a certain primary source.) You should expect a visit from a certain techie within the next twenty-four hours. ^w^

Elizabeta Hedervary 2016-02-27

Gilbert Beilschmidt: You're right, skim milk is totally a cow product!

But please don't talk about laissez-faire here on this blog. I'm not supposed to take sides in certain controversial topics here, which includes cats vs dogs, anything involving use of the words "male" and/or "female", cake vs pie, evolution, and pop music, to name a few for future reference! Thanks for understanding!

Gilbert Beilschmidt 2016-02-27

Elizabeta Hedervary: *facepalms*

LAZIER! And you bash classical music all the time! How's that NOT taking a side? ?

Elizabeta Hedervary 2016-02-27

Notes on this Chapter:

I apologize for Gilbert's random sudden changes in mood between posts. ^J^ (Maybe it's the GLITTER!)