A/N: Oh wow. *dodges rotten vegetables* I am so sorry that it took this long to release this chapter. I've had writer's block from hell. I would like to thank the reviewer " SaysMrrp " for their comment that helped me get out of my slump, that idea was priceless. Grazie for the inspiration. And a shout out to my beta, piratespain13, and all of my readers who have been waiting so patiently. you are all Prussia level awesome! Well, as close as you can get to that level without actually being Prussia. LOL. I will now shut up and y'all can get on with reading this chapter that has given me so much trouble.

~Seri

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CHAPTER 28

Pet Fiasco

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LOVI POV

"Why the fuck does my head hurt?" I groan and keep my eyes closed.

"Lovi? Are you awake?" the Spaniard's voice was close and I opened my eyes to find his face hovering a few inches in front of mine.

"Chigii! Back the hell up! You're too damn close!" I glanced around at my unfamiliar surroundings.

The day apparently could get worse, because now, I'm stuck in the back seat of the Macho Potato's car between a large bag of dog kibble, the idiota, and two misbehaving cats. I sigh as I remember the events that led up to me having this headache from hell.

~Flashback~

"Luddy!" Mio fratellino raced over to hug the Blond Potato Bastard with the idiota cat, Gino, dangling under his arm. The damn cat was almost dropped in the process, but slipped out of Feli's grip itself and came over in my direction. Feli glomped the Macho Potate in a full body hug, his arms and legs both wrapping around the blond. I looked down at Gino. At least he wasn't wrapped around the Macho Potate's ankles.

"Feliciano? Vhat are you doing here?" the German managed to ask as the Albino Bastard had the nerve to start calling mio fratellino his little brother's boyfriend. Mio fratellino started blushing. The Potato did too, but I didn't really care about him...

"We're getting things for Gino and Gio. Fratello is letting them stay!" Feli was still hovering around and being way too damn close to the blond.

"Ah. That ist good. I'm glad zhey are getting a gutte home." Ludwig replied.

I couldn't help but feel like something was up. I walked over with Gio in my arms.

"Oi. Feli. How the hell does this bastard already know about the cats?" I wanted to know. Something in the back of my mind just irritaed me about that fact.

"Oh. I told you that I found them on the way home, Fratello. I saved them from Luddy's doggies." Feli was bouncing slightly. I frowned.

"I thought you said you found them in the damn bushes, Feli. Are you lying to me, fratellino?" I raised an eyebrow. Feli had never lied to me before that I know of. Feli squeaked.

"No! I really did find them in the bushes, fratello! Luddy walked me home when he took Aster, Berlitz, and Blackie for their afternoon walk." Feli was explaining quickly. "Aster started barking at them. Luddy couldn't keep them, so I brought them home so they could have a family and to help with the mice."

I sighed. The only reason I'd wound up with these two furballs was because Feli didn't go straight home after school. Great... Gio suddenly made a strange noise and jumped out of my arms. The little bastard started rubbing around the Potato's ankles. What the hell? I glared at the feline as it gave me a smug look and let the German pet him. Damn traitor...pretending to like the someone just to get his ears scratched...

"Oi, Vest? I found some awesome zings for ze Gilbird." The Albino Bastard had started poking around the store and came back a few moments later carrying a shopping basket of brightly colored bird toys.

"Gilbert. Nein. The bird doesn't need all of that." The potate frowned at his brother.

At at that moment there was a chirping sound and a small yellow canary poked its head out of the Albino Bastard's hair. About ten seconds later, all hell broke loose in the pet store. Gio, the traitorous feline, stopped letting the Potate scratch his ears in favor of launching himself at the self-proclaimed Prussian's head.

The canary shrieked and took flight. I went after Gio only to trip over the other furball, Gino, who had started rubbing against my ankles. In his terror, Gino leapt onto a nearby shelf...

ANTONIO'S POV

I was coming back from the turtle tanks when I saw mi piqueno Lovi trip over Gino. I rushed to help him up, but then the gato knocked a plastic jar of dog treats off the shelf. It hit Lovi on the head and he crumpled to the floor.

"Lovi!" Feli and I rushed over to see how bad he'd been hurt. I relaxed when I realized he'd just been knocked out and probably wouldn't even have a lump later.

"Is he okay?" Ludwig was leaning down to check as well. I was afraid he might discover Lovi's secret so, I nodded.

"Si! It looks like he'll be fine." Feli was agreeing quickly too.

Ludwig looked a bit skeptical, but sighed and told us that he would give us all a ride back to Lovi and Feli's house.

I picked up Lovi and carried him out to the car, putting him in the back seat. Feli sat with him while I put our things in Ludwig's trunk. By the time I was finished, Ludwig came out carrying a large bag of dog kibble. All of the things wouldn't fit in the trunk, so we sat it in the seat and I leaned Lovi up between me and it.

The cashier, Heracles, had caught the kitties, so, they were in the back floorboard, playing with a catnip mouse he had given them. Feli sat between Ludwig and Gilbert in the front seat, and Ludwig began the drive to the twins' house.

~End flashback~

We're about halfway back to their house now, and Lovi just groaned.

"Lovi? Are you awake?" I lean in slightly to get a good look at him. He jumped and started fussing at me, so, he seems to be okay. I chuckle and lean back as he continues to complain about the "stupid furballs." I'm glad he's okay.

LOVI'S POV

After another agonizingly long five minutes that included the Spanish idiota telling me exactly how happy he was that I wasn't permanently injured, my idiot fratellino babbling on and on about how great it would be for him and "Luddy" to go out and eat pasta together sometime, and the damn fur balls still trying to catch the damn canary that was still nesting in the albino's hair resulting in said albino complaining how unawesome the cats were and the Potate groaning that everyone needed to calm down so that he could focus on the road, the German finally pulled his car into our driveway and parked, allowing me to escape over the Spaniard's lap because he is taking forever to get out of the damn car.

As I go to unlock the door, everyone else in the car starts carrying in the cats' junk. They dump it in the living room and I sigh as I realized I actually needed to thank the Potato Pair for the ride home. I put it off as long as possible by sorting through the bags and taking the cat chow to the kitchen. I finally grit my teeth and walk back to the living room.

"Oi, Potato Bastard." I cross my arms and huff. I can't actually look him in the eyes as he looks at me. "Umm, grazie for the damn ride home." Then, before he can say anything, I grab one of the bags of cat toys and go to the upstairs office in full Italian retreat.

ANTONIO POV

I have to admit that I'm a bit confused by the looks that Ludwig, Gilbert, and Feli are giving Lovi as he runs off, but I decide to let it go and follow him upstairs. He is sitting in the middle of the floor in the office upstairs, going through the bag of kitty toys he'd bought. I go and sit beside him.

"What are you doing, Lovi?" I ask cheerfully as I pick up a little pack of catnip toys that he had bought.

"None of your business. Go back downstairs and kick out the Potato Bastard's," he stands up and starts putting a few of the toys on the lowest tier of the bookshelf.

I just chuckle softly and look through the bag of toys. The items are just so well thought out and cute.

"You really bought a lot of cute stuff, Lovi." I look up and see him blushing. He is so much cuter than the toys!

"Who gives a damn whether it's cute or not?" He comes over and takes the bag away. "It will keep them from wrecking the damn house." I can tell he was actually happy that he'd picked out some good stuff though. He was still blushing.

I hear the sound of a car leaving outside and, a few seconds later, Feli comes racing upstairs carrying the rest of the bags.

"Fratello. Luddy and Gil helped me set up the litter box in the laundry room, and I put food and water in the kitties' bowls in the kitchen." He dumps the bags in the middle of the floor and starts sorting through them.

"Oh wow, Fratello! These are so cute!" he was holding up some Italian flag collar charms, one attached to a green collar and the other a red. I have to agree, they are perfect for the twins' cats. He clips the vet tags onto them and snaps his fingers towards the door where one of the cats is peeking in. "Gino! Gio! Here kitty kitty!"

The lighter kitten, Gino comes through the door first and pads over to Feliciano, who scoops him up and clips the red collar around his neck. Gio struts in and does his own thing for a while, going over to inspect some of the sparkly foil cat toys, rubbing Lovi's ankles, and then coming over to sit curl up in my lap. Feli hands me the little green collar and I clip it around Gio's neck, earning myself a glare form the darker cat.

"You're just like Lovi." I chuckle at the cat. I flinch as I get hit in the head by a catnip mouse..

"How the hell am I anything like that damn furball?" Lovi huffs and crosses his arms giving me a glare just like Gio's. He's just too cute!

LOVI POV

I'm waiting for Antonio to explain exactly how that rebellious furball was anything like me,when my cell phone starts ringing. I groan and go to take the call, leaving Antonio and Feli playing with the cats. Damn, it's Nonno.

"Pronto. What the hell do you want?" I'm in a bit of a foul mood because he is once again calling on a school night.

"Romano, you should be sweeter when you answer the phone." I can practically envision his face with the same expression Feli uses to pout.

"Fine. What can I do for you, Boss?" I lace my tone with false perkiness.

"I have a really small job for you tonight." he sounds exasperated with my attitude.

"Fine. Where and what time?" I listen for the information and hang up. I'll be meeting him personally across town in half an hour. I head back to the office and stick my head in the door.

"Feli. I'm going out for a bit. Make sure the Tomato Bastard here makes it home before dark, si?" I go to my room to get dressed, locking the door so neither of them sees me strap on my gun. Five minutes later, I'm on my way across town on my Ducati.

Translations:

*nothing in this that a Spamano fan shouldn't recognize, so no translations

National Reviews:

Romano: *tapping foot impatiently* About damn time you updated!

Me: *pouting* I already apologized...

Spain:*pats my head* It's okay, chica. Its good that you're finally out of your slump.

Me: *looks down, ashamed* well...about that... I would still like to keep getting inspiration from my readers ... this is literally the only chapter I have written, there's nothing written on chapter 29 yet...

Stay tuned (please) chapter 29 will come eventually...