Rating: T - M

Pairing: PruEng, maybe one sided UsUK, RusPru, CanPru, FrUK, etc.

Summary: "England, you wanna bet something?"

"It better not be something stupid."

"I bet in just a week, you're gonna fall in love with me!"

"Pfft, keep dreaming ya git... Not even in years could make me fall in love with you. I'll give you a month."

'Sure, just wait for me, my Princess. I'll free your heart with my awesomeness!'

Then they both passed out.

Continue from the last chapter.

06:55 am - 07:55 Berlin - London

"Zzzzz, Zzzz...Maple...Zzz"

"Ugh...Zzz...*Mumble mumble*"

"Excuse me, Sir, Madam...We have arrive at the destination."

"Uh...West...5 mins.."

"Gil...I...frying..pan..."

"Sir, Madam. We have arrived at the destination. Please wake up."

"Ughh..."

"*Whisper* What should we do to these two..."

"I dunno, just poke them!"

"Fine..." *Poke*

*Grumble, grumble*

*Poke Poke*

"Damn you West..." He rubbed his eyes, "Wha...Scheiße! Oi, wake up Liz!" Gilbert shook Liz roughly.

"Ugh, what do-" Liz opened her eyes, and slightly widened when she noticed that the other seats were empty, and that two of the stewardess were looking at her. "Oh, my! I'm so sorry for taking your time!" Liz smiled sweetly at them, stood up, took out her small luggage and pulled sleepy Gilbert by his ear with her.

"Ow, ow, ow! Release me! My awesome ear is too awesome to be ripped!" Gilbert cried while he awkwardly walks with his head tilted.

"Suck it! It's your fault for not waking me up!" Liz complained, while she walks even faster.

"I was asleep too! Come on, release me! Pretty please...?"

Liz gave him the stink eye, "Fine," she said, releasing him.

Gilbert immediately rubbed his reddish ear while he followed Liz. "So where did you book the hotel?" he asked.

"I searched the hotels near his house. Fortunately his house is slightly close to the shopping center, so we can prevent you getting late for dates or something."

Gilbert whistled in amazement, "Damn, you work fast! As expected from my awesome friend!" He grinned.

Liz rolled her eyes, though her lips turn upwards slightly. "I'm always awesome, even when I'm not helping you."

They eventually stopped to claim their other baggages, courtesy to Liz bringing her spying gadgets with her. After they claimed their luggage, they ordered a taxi and took off to their destination.

When they arrived at the location, Gilbert took one look at the hotel and whistled. "Citadel Hotel, really lives up to its name, huh?" The hotel was practically towering any other buildings. Its outer seems to be designed to look antique, while the insides were furnished with the latest technology. And as soon as they exited the taxi, the security greeted them, scanned their bags and carried them inside.

Gilbert look at Liz with his eyebrows rose, "This must be fucking expensive. I'm starting to feel sorry for West. Won't your president be angry that you're spending your money uselessly?"

Liz waved her hand uncaringly, "Roderich offered to pay half of it, he wants to appear gentlemanly of course. Now let's just get in."

Gilbert smirked, and checked into the hotel.

ROOM. 164

Gilbert stood in front of the thick wooden door with a small gold plate that wrote Room 164 which matched with the paper that was given by the receptionist. Gilbert took one of the cards and taped it to the electronic what-cha-call-it that blinked with a green light. After he opened it, Liz swooped in and pulled the card from Gilbert's hand. She inserted it into the socket that lights the whole room immediately.

After the room was fully lighted, Gilbert and Liz could see the inside. The room was large and was covered with a thick dark red carpet. The bathroom was located in the corridor. The bathroom floors were ceramic, so it was cold. There were a bathtub and a shower, and what decorate the walls were mirrors which freaked Gilbert out. The bed was King-sized, and on top of it were extra pillows and blankets. In front of the bed was the TV stuck in the wall and under it was the desk with the lamp.

After observing, Gilbert turned towards Liz. "Umm, don't you have your own room, Liz?" he asked confusedly.

"Duh, of course. Just making sure you don't have a better room than mine. And while I'm tired, let's make a freaking plan." Liz explained, lying on the bed while watching Gilbert observes her while putting his hands on his hips.

"What an evil minded woman you are. Move aside, I don't want you dirtying my whole bed with your perfume!" Gilbert flopped onto the bed, rolling slightly to annoy Liz.

"Hey, my perfume is not smelly! And stop rolling if you don't want my frying pan on your face!" Liz glared.

"Wait, what? You bring your frying pan with you?" Gilbert looked at her irrediculously.

"Of course, how will I defend myself then?" She asked sweetly.

"Your fists are strong enough to kill an entire army." Gilbert deadpanned.

"And I don't want to dirty it. Anyway, let's plan." She sat upright, rummaged her bag and pulled out a notebook and a green feathered pen.

"Sure then." He sat upright to and put on his serious face.

"Alright! Now listen up!" Liz glared at Gilbert, "We should use this week to strengthen your bond with England." She wrote 'Time Limit = One week'. "And I don't think you should not act too sweetly in front of him. He'll just read your motive, so no. Just do what you always do, invite him drinking, to a concert. Oh! My human friend who is British, states that usually they like poetry, candle lit dinners, long slow walks along the beach and someone who understands them.* Liz explained, slightly nose bleeding at her imaginative Gilbert and Arthur doing god knows what.

While Gilbert just nodded at her suggestions, he got a stroke of ideas himself. "Oh, oh! Maybe I can cook my awesome meal like last time. Ya know, combine it with my own cooked food with the 'candle lit dinner', he'll immediately fall for me again." Gilbert's ruby eyes sparkled, while Liz nods approvingly.

"Yeah, let's pretend we both or Lud invite him to a dinner. Then I'll pretend that I got sick, or called by my President! Great! I'll call Lud later; tell that he should pretend to hold a meeting."

"Awesome! Now let's eat breakfast, my awesome stomach is starving!"

Time Skip~ SparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkleSparkle

"Hello? Yes, this is England. What do you want, Germany? Oh, a meeting with you and Hungary this night? Well, I do not have anything to do that time. Sure, I'll wait you there." With a click, England sighed. "Oh bloody hell, another meeting? I guess I should get my suit ready."

"Lud, what did England said? Did he agree? Great, thank you for your cooperation!" Liz shut off her phone and grinned at Gilbert. "England accepted, we should get ready now!"

"Awesome! So should I stop this now?" Gilbert asked as he was just coating the fish with flour before Lud called.

"No, we'll eat this for lunch, as a practice test. Finish this fast, then we'll go shopping." Liz ordered, sitting on the kitchen counter while she watched the funny scene of Gilbert cooking. Yep, you guessed it, they've invaded the kitchen again.

"Aww, why can't I use my old suit?" He pouted, while pouring vegetable oil into a pot.

"Just so you know, it was ripped in a few places and it's already out of fashion, stupid."

Gilbert just pouted for the remaining of the time whilst cooking the Fish n' Chips.

Another Time Skip~

England was sitting in a four sitted table in Citadel Hotel's restaurant. Germany and Hungary have been late for about 15 minutes; he was starting to think if this was just a trick. Although he was certain a hundred percent that it was the real Germany, that talked to him that morning. As he tapped his fingers on the table, footsteps were coming towards him.

"I'm so sorry, Arthur! We're late!"

Arthur turned his head towards the source of voice and was greeted by Elizabeta and Gilbert. 'Wait, Gilbert!?' Arthur thought as he burned holes while staring at Gilbert.

Noticing Arthur's staring, Gilbert smirked. "What's wrong, can't handle this piece of awesomeness?"

Arthur blinked, forgotten that staring was quite rude even though it was directed to an even ruder country. "Of course not, I'm merely wondering where is Ludwig." (He can't call Ludwig, Germany as there could be someone hearing it.)

"Oh, West couldn't come here because there's an urgent call from Feli. So I, the awesome bruder, decided to act as a hero for him!"

Arthur rolled his eyes, before he noticed that Gilbert was carrying something. "Why are you carrying a picnic basket?"

"Cause I don't want to get sick with your people's cooking, duh. And it's handy. Liz just rolls her eyes, and when she wanted to sit down, her phone rings. "Oh, please wait a minute." She moved farther talking on her phone, while Gilbert sat leisurely on the chair.

"So," Arthur decided to ask Gilbert, "What was the urgent meeting all about?"

"Oh, West just wanted to inform you that there's been a suspicious group travelling to Germany, Hungary and England for the past months. It's been solved already." Gilbert waved his hand. "So let's –"

Liz returned with a look on her face, "Sorry Arthur, my President just ordered me to return back. So enjoy your dinner, ta-ta!" Liz grinned before running out.

*Crick-crick*

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!?" Arthur shouted, "What am I here for, then!?"

"Chill, people are watching! Let's just eat dinner like what Liz suggested. Here I brought some." Gilbert ordered the waitress to bring him two plates, while he pulls out the aluminium foil wrapped food.

Arthur cocks his eyebrow, "Why are you thinking I'm going to stay here any longer? I've nothing else to do; I'd rather return home and prepare my own dinner."

"Really? I've prepared some food already, don't waste my awesome cooking!" As soon as the plate arrived, Gilbert lays the wrapped food on their both plates. With a smug looking expression, he said, "Open it then."

Reluctantly, Arthur opened and was greeted by a still-steaming Fish and Chips with the side dish carefully placed beside it. Before he could comment, Gilbert interrupted him. "Do you want tea or beer?"

"Beer," Arthur said, before continuing, "What are you planning, Gilbert?"

"Kesesese, nothing! I just wanted to have a romantic dinner to win your heart, that's all. We should add some candle to make it awesomer. Waiter, I need a candle!"

Arthur blushed in embarrassment, "Have you no shame!? To say it so crudely!"

"Don't worry about this piece of awesomeness. More awesome things are going to happen anyway." Gilbert smirked. "Let's eat then!"

Arthur grumbled though his blush still remains, "Well, it would be a waste to throw away such food. Fine, just this time."

Just at this moment, Gilbert remembered what Liz drilled into his brain, "Talk about something England is interested in!"

Another smirk appeared at Gilbert's mouth, "So Eyebrows, or should I call you Artie or Iggy? Anyway, explain me about this Dr. Who thing."

Arthur looked at Gilbert shocked, "You don't know Dr. Who! Well, barmy! It's about…"

While with Liz

"Fufufu, that idiot manages to strike the conversation pretty well. Soon, we'll finally have a canon pairing among us, and then the others will eventually sort themselves out." Liz chuckled, while looking at her phone that was connected to a small camera that Gilbert wears.

Suddenly a familiar smooth, frenchy voice could be heard. Liz immediately jumped and looked around slowly.

"Damn!" Liz spotted France and an unknown lady walking towards the hotel, presumably going towards the restaurant, as they were formally dressed and that the woman seemed not falling for France's charms.

For Gilbert's sake, Liz decided to block them off. "Excuse me," she coughed. The pair's eyes went towards her, and France's widened.

"Oh, Elizabeta! What are you doing here?" France greeted her, bowing then he kissed her knuckles. France then turned towards the woman, "Alice, this is one of my office friends! Elizabeta, meet Alice Crawford. She's a wonderful woman that I met a week ago. Alice, this is Elizabeta Herdevary."

Both Alice and Liz met eye to eye, and shook hands while smiling. "I hope he isn't troubling you." Liz joked.

"Sometimes with his flirty attitude, but other than that, none." Alice smiled.

"Oh, your comment hurts me so!"

Liz rolled her eyes, and whispered to Alice, "One of my friends is in the restaurant, and both of them do not meet eye to eye. So if possible, please head to another restaurant. Pardon the request."

Alice looked at her and nodded, "Sure that wouldn't be a problem. I do not like dining in such a fancy place like this myself."

"Thank you." Liz smiled and bowed, before heading off.

"So what was it about?" Question France.

"Nothing, really. However, can we change where we shall dine today? Such fancy place does not suit me, if it wouldn't be a hassle to you."

Though confused, France smiled, "Sure, I know another great place that serves food. Let us go."

13 charlotte have suggested a candle lit dinner. Well Gilbert certainly does it his own way, I hope you like it! And sorry that i didn't update for months. I promise that the next chap will come much faster than this! By the way, have you watched Avengers : Age of Ultron? It was awesome! By the way, you could think Alice as Nyo England.