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Gil's POV
During the middle of Lovino's smack down, the others appeared to observe Antonio's beating.
"Ve~ fratello, why are you hurting poor Toni?" Feliciano asked.
"Because he is a fucked up, dipshit pomodoro bastardo! Delete that picture now!"
"Looovviii, please stop hurting me, mi querido~!"
"Not a chance, damn Spaniard!"
"Ay, don't curse España! Spain is a wonderful place, Lovi~ Maybe I'll take you some time, sí?"
"I you're dreams, Spanish bastard! You'd probably rape me or something," Lovino hissed. He slowed his punches down. "Besides, it's too fucking hot there."
Antonio pouted and I walked over to Ludwig. Feliciano was at his side and I smirked. "Getting cuddly with the other Italian?"
Ludwig turned to me and glared. I caught his cheeks slightly tinted pink.
"Ve~ Ludwig, what does he mean?" Feliciano asked, grabbed his West's arm.
"N-nothing, Feliciano," West mumbled. "I think it's about time we leave this place."
"GILBO, DID YOU SEE SEÑOR PACO YET?" Antonio yelled, running over to me, shoving the thing in my face.
Gott, did that thing reek. "Yeah, I saw him alright." I coughed when he pulled the turtle away from my face.
"Lovi, let's leave now~!" Antonio said and pulled Lovi out the store, Lovino complaining the whole way.
We all filed out after them and walked down a little until we found benches.
Antonio looked at Lovino seriously. Shit, it's the end of the world. "Lovi, why are you here? I thought you only came here for the summer."
Lovino grumbled something and looked away.
"Ve~ We moved! Nonno got a job offer here," Feliciano said from West's side.
"I can't believe we moved to the one fucking place you and your creepy group inhabit," Lovino growled.
"If you moved here, which school will you be attending?" Bella asked.
"I think Nonno said East Ridge or something like that," Feliciano answered.
I watched a creepy grin spread across both Antonio and Francis's faces.
"Why are you grinning like that?" Lovino asked, scooting away from Antonio.
"Why, that's the school we go to!" I answered for them.
Lovino's eyes widened. "GOD DAMMIT!"
"Kesesese…What fun we'll have~!" I never use that laugh unless I wanna creep someone out.
Turns out its working.
"What the fuck was that?" Lovino asked.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, little Italian with anger issues," I said innocently.
"Stop trying to be innocent. You don't work that way," Liz said to me. "I'm sorta wondering, too. Ooh, is it your creeper laugh?"
I shrugged. "Maybe. I'm not the only one with one, though." I looked at Toni.
"Huh?" he asked.
"What's your creeper laugh sound like?" I asked.
"Oh, that's what you wanted~. Fusosososo…"
Lovino jumped off the bench and looked at Antonio. "God, that is fucking creepy."
I chuckled. "OK, I think I've had enough fun for one day. Anyone else?"
"But I don't wanna leave Lovi~!" Antonio whined.
"You'll see him at school, mon ami…"
"Oh, right! See you at school, Lovi~"
"Dio, don't remind me," Lovino grumbled. "Let's get going, Feliciano."
"OK!" Feliciano agreed. "Bye, Ludwig~"
"B-bye, Feliciano," West stuttered.
Lovino grabbed Feliciano and started to walk away.
"Hasta luego, mi amor~!" Antonio called after them. Lovino quickened his pace immediately.
"Alright, let's get moving," I said and we walked toward the car we parked in the parking garage a little down the way.
Everyone loaded in and Ludwig drove us out.
"Hey, Gil, can I come over your house? I need help with that biology thingy we got Thursday," Antonio asked.
"Yeah, sure. I guess," I answered. "It's not that hard, actually."
"Are you kidding me? I had to rush to get that thing done!" Bella exclaimed from the front seat.
"I don't think I did very well. I'm pretty sure I got three quarters of it wrong already," Liz said.
"I don't need biology," Francis said with a wave of his hand. Gaaaaayyyy…
"I'm happy I'm not in eleventh grade yet," was Ludwig's response.
Drop off came quickly. First was Bella and then Francis.
"Go to Liz's house so we can get her clothes," I told Ludwig when Francis left the car.
"I don't know where that is…"
I got out of the car and kicked Ludwig out of the driver's seat, quite literally.
I started the car and drove to her house with the directions implanted in my mind. I thought I was driving at a pretty normal speed until Liz told me to slow down unless I wanted a ticket.
"I'm going at a normal speed, frau!" I yelled back.
"Eighty-two miles an hour is not a normal speed, dumbass!" she yelled back.
I looked at the speedometer. Oh, what do ya know? I slowed down the car and everyone behind me let out a sigh of relief.
"Bunch of pansies," I grumbled.
Liz's neighborhood came into sight and I went in and found her house immediately. There was an unfamiliar car in the driveway.
"Shit, my parents are home," I heard her mutter.
"If you wanna leave—"
"No, its fine," she sighed.
"If you're not out in fifteen minutes, I'm barging in there like a mad German," I said.
Liz gave me a small smile. She got out and walked up to the door and walked in. I looked at the door intently, waiting for any sign for me to run in there. I kept on looking at the clock, checking to see if fifteen minutes had past.
"Yo, Gilbo, fifteen minutes won't past in the blink of an eye, amigo," Antonio told me.
"I know, I know," I mumbled and looked back at the door.
It felt like it had been hours when Liz burst from the door. She had a bag in her hands and she ran for the car. Someone else was at the door. It was a tall man with neat brown hair like Liz's. He had lighter green eyes than her, though. He seemed to be yelling at her. He then started running after her.
Liz jumped into the car and screamed, "Drive, drive, drive!"
I floored it and raced out of there. Once I was out of that neighborhood, I relaxed.
"What the fuck, Elizabeta?" I asked.
"I upset him and he went after me. I'm sorry," Liz answered quietly.
I sighed. "No need to apologize. Remember, I know what you're going through."
I got us home as quickly as normally possible. I looked around to make sure that creepy fucker wasn't following us. We all got out and Liz looked to Antonio.
"You don't have your backpack…"
"So?" Antonio asked.
"How will you get your work?"
Good question. Never thought about that one.
"No problemo, chica." Antonio pulled a wad of paper out of his pocket and unfolded it. "Here it is~"
"Let's get working, then," I said.
Liz went to her room with her bag and Ludwig, Antonio, and I sat at the table. I watched as Antonio put Señor Paco on the table and Ludwig got some lettuce for the little guy. I started explaining to him what you were supposed to do. He got the hang of it shortly and he was flowing through it, looking up at random times to ask for some help.
I got up to make myself a snack. I could hear the TV running upstairs. I was munching on some chips when I saw Antonio completely freeze.
He just sat there, staring at the paper, his pencil still in his hand. He didn't move one inch.
"Antonio," Ludwig said and grabbed his shoulder.
He shook it and Antonio instantly looked at me. "Snatchers."
"What?" Ludwig and I both exclaimed.
"The park," Antonio said quickly.
"West, watch Liz. Tell her we went out." I flicked my head to the door. "Let's go bust those Snatchers."
Antonio nodded and quickly followed me out the door. We sprinted to the park, getting some weird looks from cars driving by. Antonio almost got hit by a car, that idiot. Apparently, he wasn't taught to look both ways when crossing a road. (Never mind, I wasn't doing that either.) We raced for the park, me lagging behind because I don't have super long Spanish legs. Am I the only one who's noticed that the Spanish never get tired? They're brave morons and they never run out of energy. And they're amazing at soccer. (Pfft, so are the Germans.) But that's beside the point.
I had no idea why the Snatchers would choose such an open place. It's not like they can do anything to children here. Its way too open and no parents would allow they're kid to go off with some strange men in black. Then again, there were Peter's parents. Poor kid.
We ran up the sidewalk—more like Antonio ran, I just trudged up—and he held his arm out to stop me. I looked over his arm to see the Snatchers just wandering like a bunch of lost sissies. They had something in their hands and they were staring at it.
"What is that?" I asked.
Antonio shrugged. "Let's steal it."
I looked at him. "What?"
He glanced at me with a smirk on his face. "It's nothing different then what we do in school. You distract them, and I'll steal it."
"Gott, you make it sound so easy."
He shrugged again and we walked for the three men. We split in different directions, Antonio making some room between them and me heading straight toward the Snatchers.
"Hello, folks!" I exclaimed.
They looked at me and one shoved the object into his pocket. "Er, hello, sir."
I stopped in front of them. "I'm taking a survey for school about people's occupations. What do you do for living?"
Snatch kids' Hetalia.
"We are, um, businessmen."
"Oh, is that so? What kind of business?" I glanced over their shoulder to see Antonio trying to pull the thing of the man's pocket.
"International business."
"Could you be more specific? What do you do with international business?" Now I was just asking questions, not really listening to the answers. Antonio had it almost out.
"We travel to places—What?" He looked and saw Antonio.
Antonio smiled and then took off with the object in his hand.
"Hey, get back here!" he yelled.
They looked at me with angry eyes.
I shrugged. "Prussia will rule the world again one day." And I took off after my friend.
"God dammit, that was Prussia!" one yelled.
"They got the device! Run after them!"
I heard thumping race after us. "Go to the circle where all the houses are abandoned! Prussia can't do much with a musket, so I'm counting on you!"
Antonio nodded and sped up just a bit. We turned in the familiar direction to the abandoned houses we went to so often when we were younger. I used to make up stories about them to creep Antonio, Francis, and West out. All the houses in the circle were abandoned so I usually said they were abducted by aliens or mass murdered by a ghost that still haunted the circle. It was different every time and never failed to scare Antonio. He's a softy like that.
I smirked when we got there. We slowed down and faced the people chasing us.
"Hand it over before we have to use force!" one yelled.
"Have you ever faced off a Hetalia user before?" Antonio asked as we both backed up.
The slowly shook their heads.
"Your first lesson then: Hetalia users never give in." Antonio glanced at me. I nodded.
"Axis Powers: Hetalia!"
"Shiiiitttt," we heard one whine.
I glared at the Snatchers, now as the awesome Prussia. Spain was next to me in his usual war clothing. In his hands was his humungous axe of death.
Spain flipped the device to me. "Keep a hold of that, por favor."
"No prob, buddy. Go kick some ass with the awesome axe of yours, will ya?"
Spain chuckled and then raced toward the Snatchers. He jumped into the air and came slamming down with his axe on one, splitting the guy in half. He let out a cry of pain before he dissolved into dust like all Snatchers do. The other two looked in gulped and tried to run. I decided to step in. I ran after them and Spain ran ahead of them, blocking them with his huge axe. The turned around to run back, but I blocked them.
Spain and I both smirked. "Lesson two: you can't outrun a nation."
They tried to run through me and I just kicked them back to Spain. Spain swung his might ax and ended up slicing one's head off. The other attempted to run and I was getting anxious. All I had been doing was fucking running. I wanted to get some action, too! My hands fidgeted around the strap of the musket around my body. I made my decision quickly.
"I'll get this one, Spain," I growled.
"But the musket—"
"Fuck the musket," I said as I cocked the gun and took aim. The Snatcher started running frantically, nearly tripping and falling flat on his ugly face.
Silly Snatcher, you can't out run the awesome power that is Prussia.
Just as I was about to pull the trigger, Spain threw his axe with great aim and it spiraled through the air. I could literally hear it cut the air as it spun in circles until it reached its target. Bull's eyes…or back. It connected with his back and he let out a strangled cry. He dissolved like the others and Spain went to retrieve his axe. I followed my "buddy" and when I got to him I shoved him out of anger.
"What the fuck?" I hissed. "Why did you take away my prey? I could've got him!"
Spain narrowed his eyes at me. "Prusia, I think you forget that we are no longer living in a world where we can go shooting and killing all we want and not get in trouble for it. If I had let you shoot him, your shot would ripple through the whole neighborhood. You would ruin everyone's sense of security around here and Gilbert would not be happy at all, knowing he caused it."
"Gilbert and I are two different people." God dammit, I hate it when Spain get's all smart on me. I prefer him being an idiot.
"Don't give me that bullshit, Prussia. You know that Gilbert's a reincarnation of yourself, just as Antonio is a reincarnation of me. Ah, gracias, you've knocked me off track of what I was trying to say. Oh, sí. No loud, scary booms allowed in this century, amigo. You'll get Gilbert arrested and no one will be happy."
I huffed and rolled my eyes at the Spanish nation. "Whatever." I looked at the device in my hands. "What the hell is this?"
"I dunno. Let me see it."
"Oh, please, Spain. Like you could figure it out."
"Ay, never doubt the Country of Passion." I handed it to him and he let his axe disappear as he examined the device, flipping it all over. "What the hell is this?"
I snorted. "Ten seconds. That's a personal record, buddy."
Spain grunted and handed it back. "Maybe Germany can take a look at it. France has a possibility of knowing."
"Yeah, the same possibility you had."
"Whatever, I'm tired. I wanna go take a siesta."
I was a little tired, too. "OK, fair enough."
Powering down, I yawned. Fighting drowned me, I guess. I looked at Antonio to see him yawn and rub his eye. I looked up to see where the sun was in sky. It was probably around six.
We silently walked back to my house and walked through the front door.
"You two look tired," West said as we stepped in.
Antonio grabbed Señor Paco off the table. "Three of them," Antonio said simply and flopped onto the couch with his turtle on his chest. "Buenas noches."
"'Night," we told him.
"You're tired, too, correct?" West asked me.
My response was a yawn. "We should call Carmen…"
If you're wondering, Carmen is Antonio's mother.
"She called right after you guys left. I told her the situation."
Oh, and Carmen knows about our Hetalia. And the cool thing is that she doesn't separate herself from us. She's like the mother we never had.
"OK, I'm going to take a nap." I walked upstairs and threw myself onto my bed.
I was so tired, I instantly fell asleep.
Mmm, I wonder what's for dinner.
LOL, shitty ending, I know. I'm sorry for the late update! And as you've most likely noticed, no Liz POV. That is because it's too much pressure on me to get updates up.
I've been very…busy at home. Things are getting tight around here. My mom wants me out of the house and my sister has made it the top of her list to piss me off. They both have won. I want to lock myself in my room because of my mom and kill my sister. I seriously hate her now.
All the chapters will be this short from now on. It takes a lot of pressure off of me. I'm sorry for the inconvenience.
And I've already found a new obsession: Kingdom Hearts. AKUROKU ALL THE WAY, BITCHES! So Hetalia has sort of left my mind. I didn't expect to find a new obsession so quickly.
But I am not giving up on this story! The updates will just come at random times. Maybe two days, maybe a month. So please be patient with me…
Entschuldigung (Sorry) *bows*
P.S. I'm changing this to simply just "Monster". The other title was too long. It made my head hurt -_-'