A/N: I'M ALLLIIIIIIIIIIIVE! I've been grappling with the stress of tests, study, and writer's block… but I'm rising out of that! Rising out of it like a fruking phoenix out of ashes! Anyways, I don't own Hetalia, and I hope you all find this chapter adequate to your expectations ^^ seriously… 47 reviews! Aaah, you guys are crazy! Thanks~! Okay, enough procrastination. I'll get on with it! ~Amity
Somehow, Matthew ended up being the host of the little celebration that Gilbert decided to throw to celebrate their entry to the audition. To be frank, Matthew thought that the form was just to check if the band was actually a band and not a large group of murderers, but Gil was just so happy about making it in, he had to comply.
Matthew sighed, vacuuming the floor and thinking about everything that had happened in the past while. It was quite a bit, actually. His life certainly wasn't boring anymore… "Kumalooroo, can you not?" He suddenly said, noticing that the fluffy dog was shedding everywhere. Realizing that his living room would always be fuzzy, no matter how much he vacuumed, he flicked the vacuum off. Shooting a glare at Kumaphuphu, he propped the machine neatly up against the wall and decided to just get drinks.
He opened the magnet covered fridge and inspected the contents. Syrup… leftovers… he needed to go shopping. Spotting a bunch of beer cans, he sighed and took all of it out. Alcohol it is. He hadn't drank since that one night at the bar, and he wasn't planning to drink again anytime soon. It would be for the others.
Carrying them to the coffee table, he checked the time. 5 o' clock. Any time now. Matthew straightened the couch pillows, out of boredom. Just then, the doorbell rang. "Holà Matthew!" A beaming Antonio chirped, with a scowling Lovino right next to him.
Antonio held out the covered platter he was holding and offered it to Matthew. "I brought churros!" Matthew gratefully took the platter, smiling. Now he didn't have to worry about food.
"Thank you… uh, come in!" He stepped aside and the two men entered. "Uh, the living room's that way…" Matthew pointed to the general direction. "I have drinks, so make yourselves comfortable, I guess."
Antonio nodded. "Will do~! Come on, Lovi!" The Spaniard took Lovino's hand and dragged him towards the living room, Lovino protesting. Matthew smiled. Aaah, love. Right when he thought that, Francis and Gilbert arrived.
"Hey, Birdie!" Gilbert said, hugging him from behind and spooking the poor Canadian, making him jump. Francis snickered.
"Bonjour, Mathieu. Thank you for inviting us." He said, and Matthew smiled politely, still slightly shaken.
"I-it was no trouble! Come in…" He led them to the living room, where Lovino was already ranting to Antonio about something trivial and unimportant. Francis perched classily on an armchair and Gilbert sat next to Matthew on a loveseat, wrapping an arm around him.
At first, most of it was small chatter. Lots of Antonio cooing over Lovino with Lovino blushing and yelling at Antonio to shut up, Francis snickering, and Gilbert talking about how awesome he was, drinking most of the beer. The usual. Matthew was politely listening, nibbling on a churro, (which was really delicious) when he realized something.
"H-hey… what song are we going to perform…?" He muttered. He was mostly ignored, but Gilbert paused mid-rant.
"Hey. Birdie, you're right…" He muttered, and Francis looked at Gilbert. Partly because he was growing slightly bored of listening to Antonio rant, and hearing Gilbert stop talking loudly was a very, very rare occurrence.
"Right about what?" Francis asked.
"The song. We completely forgot to pick a song! That's so unawesome!" Gilbert fretted, and Matthew patted his knee.
"Ah~ never fear! I have a perfect song, amigos!" Antonio said, whipping out his iPod with a flourish. He scrolled through the music library, and hit play. Silence, and then… wait. Was that Japanese? The actual most adorable yet weird song wafted through the speakers, and Antonio panicked.
"N-no! Not that song!" He said, scrolling through the library in a panic. Gilbert and Francis were beside themselves in mirth. They fell to pieces when the chorus kicked in.
'PON PON, WEI WEI WEI!' It sang, and it suddenly stopped. Surprisingly, Lovino wasn't laughing at Antonio. In fact, he raised an eyebrow slightly at the reactions of the albino and the blond. Did he listen to that music, too…?
"Hey Miss. Kiss… let us dance~" A sultry voice murmured, and then the music kicked in. The song was jazzy, the vocalist's voice was as smooth as butter. It had a distinctly… Spanish feel about it. Either way, Matthew knew for a fact he could not pull it off. It was… to be blunt, way too sexy.
"Er… I'm not s-sure I can get my v-voice to g-get that low…?" Matthew stammered. It was a decent enough excuse.
Francis nodded. "Oui, my little Mathieu cannot pull off that voice… although… I can~" He winked and Gilbert leaned over to hit him on the head. "Oh hon hon… I think I have a good song."
He took out his phone and quickly scrolled through the library. Comforting and simple guitar chords, and then quick vocals. It was a little bit of a children's song, but it was instantly recognizable at the bridge.
"I-is that… All Together Now…?" Matthew timidly asked. Francis nodded and grinned.
"Oui, that Englishman with the eyebrows showed me… we've been meeting for coffee." He smirked. Matthew was surprised that they still hung out.
"Ja, ja, that's nice and all, but it's unawesomely kiddish." Gilbert whined, and Francis snorted.
"I find it a little bit insulting that you are calling something immature." Francis sneered, the upbeat song still playing. Gilbert flipped him off casually and took out his device, quickly finding the song he was looking for.
"Turn off your music." He commanded Francis, and Francis complied, after a dramatic sigh and some French, which Matthew recognized as insults. Gilbert hit play.
A plain piano intro, then sudden vocals. It was like a solo, only the piano and vocalist, the instrumental building up slowly… and then suddenly, everything burst in. It was empowering. Matthew found himself smiling.
"See! Birdie likes it." Gilbert said, shaking Matthew's shoulder. "We should totally do this one!"
Antonio nodded. "Si, this one is pretty good! It's better than mine, anyways. We should do it!" Lovino crossed his arms.
"Honestly, I don't give a fuck. Whatever you bastards want." He deadpanned. Francis held his hands out in defeat.
"It seems I'm outvoted…" He shrugged in defeat. Gilbert whooped and spontaneously bear hugged Matthew.
"We start practice tomorrow!" The Prussian declared. "But first, we celebrate."
Songs:
Pon Pon Pon-Kyari Pamyu Pamyu
Miss Kiss Kiss Bang- Alex Swings Oscar Sings
All Together Now-The Beatles
Welcome To The Black Parade-My Chemical Romance
I hoped you liked this chapter! Once again, thanks for dealing with my crappy update schedule, real life got in the way. Until next chapter! ~Amity
