Maria looked at Antonio and put an arm on his shoulder.

"It's fine Toni. At least you can get laid based on sheer looks," Maria said putting an arm on his shoulder. "He needs the mafia. Kesesesesesesese."

Antonio nodded in acknowledgement and they moved the food into the dining room. Roderich wrapped an arm round Antonios' side and hugged him.

"Geht's gut (1)?" Roderich asked.

"Si," Antonio replied quickly. "We'll talk later. He'll tell me what's wrong."

Roderich gave him another hug before sitting down. Antonio nonetheless looked deflated and Maria went on the other side of him leaving Ludwig with two empty chairs next to him. Maria smiled at her younger brother and he sighed back.

"We should watch a movie after dinner Toni, I have this awesome one that's so bizarre! I mean if Old Fritz would have seen me watching it, he would have been rolling in his grave!" Maria said with a mouthful of Italian food.

"Doesn't he always watch over you…?" Antonio asked. She blinked at him.

"Not in the GDR (2). And if he did, he's obviously not the awesome boss I thought he was. But anyway, I've had this video forever Toni! I can't believe I haven't shown it to you or Francis. It's from Alfreds' house and I have no idea how it got through. You could have seen it, it's pretty old. Maybe Specs has heard of it? Kesesesesese?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about Maria," Roderich replied. She looked over at Ludwig.

"Are you talking about THAT movie?" He asked dropping his fork. She smirked.

"Ja West. Tell Toni how awesome it is!"

"Antonio," Ludwig said carefully picking his fork back up. "I hope you're a sound sleeper. That's all."

"It's an old horror movie?" Antonio asked Maria. She bit her lower lip.

"Kinda Toni, only it's more disturbing."

~Two hours and nine minutes later~

"What. The. Fuck. Maria?" Antonio shouted at her. "I just watched a bunch of American hillbillies, rape, and murder (3)! I-I don't even-!"

Roderich was just staring with his jaw slightly agape at the screen. Maria adjusted his glasses for him.

"Did you hear that music Specs?" Maria asked looking at Antonio. Roderich nodded closing his mouth and squaring his jaw. "You know what Junge(4)?" Roderich only blinked in response.

"Maria, what are you doing?" Ludwig asked. He couldn't believe he had been dragged into watching this movie for the second time.

"He got a real pretty mouth, ain't he Toni? Kesesesesesese?" Roderich moved closer against Antonio.

"Si, he does. But I think its best you don't quote that right now," Antonio replied patting Roderichs' back. "We should have waited to show Francis!" Ludwig shook his head and went upstairs.

"We'll show him eventually. But I think West has the right idea," She yawned and rubbed Roderichs' back a little. "Night Specs. Oh and don't forget!" She made a high pitched squeal that made Roderich shudder before letting out a small 'kesese' and going upstairs herself.

"What the hell were people in America thinking? That movie is dreadful!" Roderich murmured to Antonio.

"It wasn't that bad," Antonio shrugged pulling Roderich in for a hug. "It was disturbing, si. But it got the point across."

"What point?"

"I'm not entirely sure." This warranted a face palm from Roderich. "It's something along the lines of 'the human person is different than the human animal' and something about not giving into it otherwise you become a monster. I think it's an allegory for something…ask Herkules. He's good with philosophy."

Roderich made a face of disapproval and rolled his eyes. "To each their own then."

"Speaking of to each their own, please, tell me about your kink!"

"How many times have I told you that I'll show you?"

Antonio pushed some hair out of Roderichs' face and kissed him gently. "Many. But I keep thinking it's worse than your riding crop."

Roderich kissed Antonio quickly and mumbled something.

"¿Perdón? (5)" Antonio asked pulling away.

"I-I…I said," Roderich let out a breath. "I said you'd have to see it to believe it."

"That is not an answer querido!" Antonio said letting out a small laugh. "I'll believe anything you say. That's a bad thing isn't it?"

Roderich smirked a little. "It can involve the riding crop if your so adamant about it."

"You're not helping me! I'm not asking out of curiosity…okay, I was at first but not now! But I'm a bit…afraid? I think that's the word?" Antonio looked down at Roderich. "You're psyching me out."

"Liebste (6), I'm sorry for worrying you, but it's very hard for me to get out," Roderich sighed. "It's not anything crazy like fear play or that movie. I wouldn't do that to you."

Antonio gave Roderich another hug. "Okay. I can believe that you won't do something crazy. Where are we sleeping?"

"The basement."

"Marias' old room?"

"I prefer not to think of it like that."

Antonio took Roderichs' hand and led him down to the basement. Sure enough, it was still felt like Marias' room. This was the room where he, Maria, and Francis shared so many drunken nights, among other things that were a part of the Bad Touch Trio secret anthology that Maria seemed to have written down. Right down to the Prussian flags and door to Marias' library of diaries. Antonio got undressed and plopped down on the queen sized bed. This basement always seemed more dungeon than house. It always made the Bad Touch Trio feel isolated in this house with thin walls and loud drunks.

"Please, don't make any basement jokes," Roderich said putting down a picture of Old Fritz.

"Basement jokes? What's so funny about a basement?" Antonio asked.

"Oh, you don't seem to listen to the same bands as Maria. If you look up 'Wiener Blut' you'll get it eventually."

"Bueno. I will when we get to your house tomorrow. Will you show me?"

"I don't have my gear and neither Maria nor Ludwig has the correct gear."

"Gear?"

"You'll understand tomorrow night." Roderich stripped down and lay down next to Antonio. They kissed each other good night and Antonio turned off the light. It reminded him of the nights The Bad Touch spent sleeping on some bed other another. Only with Roderich it felt warmer down here.

"Te amo," Antonio whispered.

Roderich moved one of his hands to a Antonios' hip and stroked it gently. He was a bit afraid of nightmares tonight. Given, he was a bit of a masochist but everything about that movie disturbed him. He pulled Antonio closer, knowing this would not be one of those nights he'd like to sleep alone.

(1) You okay/ Going well?

(2) German Democratic Republic/ East Germany

(3) The movie: Deliverance

(4) Boy.

(5) Pardon?

(6) Darling