Oh my gosh so many reviews! I love each and every one of you. You guys give me such nice motivation to start writing as soon as I could! By the way, I have a headcanon that Alfred is just a huge Mamma's boy. I mean come on think about it, he would so be a Mamma's boy.
Anyways, here's the next chapter, enjoy! Also it's super late so I'm sorry if it has spelling and grammar errors.
"Nice legs, daisy dukes, makes a man go whoo whoo!" Alfred sang with his music. Well, not so much sang as he did screech. He was down in the living room, clearing away furniture so that they could all sleep on the floor. His mother was long since used to his shenanigans, and didn't say anything about her son totally destroying her living room.
"I knew coming here was a bad idea! Look at this dumb ass Why are we even friends with him?" A voice came from the door. Alfred whipped around to see Lovino, Feliciano, and Matthew staring at him like he was crazy. The radio kept on playing in the background.
"That looks like fun!" Feliciano chirped in excitement, bouncing up and down in place. Lovino held his arm, making sure that his brother didn't even have the option to join them.
"Oh no way. Go and make some pasta or some shit like that," Lovino snapped out.
"Sure, fratello. Can I Ms. Jones?" he asked Alfred's mom politely. He always asked her, even though a long while she had given up her kitchen to the two Italian brothers. They could make such better food than she could. (Not that any of them would have ever said that aloud.)
"Sure honey, just don't leave a mess when you're done."
"Si!" Feliciano ran off, pulling out pots and pans with loud bangs filling the air. While they had been talking, Matthew had turned the radio down so that it was just background noise.
"I never would have guessed that for your taste in music Alfred," Matthew sniggered. Alfred blushed, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink. Lovino couldn't help but grin at how embarrassed Alfred was acting.
"Shut up! It's a good song!" Alfred shouted.
"Sweetie cakes! Do your friends want pizza? I can order some but only if your friends want some too!" Ms Jones suddenly yelled from the other room. Matthew was briefly reminded of the Big Bang Theory with Howard's mother.
"Mooooooom!" Alfred stretched out the vowel, making the word so much longer than it really was. Lovino couldn't help it, he started laughing.
"'Sweetie cakes?'" Lovino said between his chuckles. Alfred started to turn from pink to red. Matthew started laughing as well. Soon they were on the floor, clutching their side with tears streaming down their faces.
"Do they want pizza or not! Last call!" Alfred's mom yelled again. It just made Lovino and Matthew laugh louder.
"Yes Mom! They want pizza!" Alfred called.
"Don't take that tone with me young man! Speak to me like that and I'll tell them how you really not the nickname of how everyone called you 'shmookie poo' at school until we moved." Alfred blushed even more red.
"Yes Mom," he groaned. Matthew had dissolved into small chuckled by now, but Lovino was still laughing.
"'Shmookie poo'?" Lovino asked. Alfred looked everywhere but his two friends.
"I hate you guys. So very goddamn much right now..." he muttered to himself. Matthew and Lovino started laughing all over again. Alfred punched Matthew lightly in the arm and pushed Lovino, who was still on his knees, down to his side on the floor.
Once their giggles and laughter was done, they all sat down on the couch and began to argue about what to watch. Alfred wanted to watch some horror movie that he couldn't handle, apparently it was hockey season because Matthew wanted to watch that, and Lovino wanted to watch day time soap operas. None of them would give up any time soon.
Suddenly the door opened, and Ivan walked in, holding three large pizza's. He grinned at his friends, putting the pizza down on the coffee table where it would be safe from getting stepped on or knocked over like the last time the boys had gotten pizza.
"A man just handed me these outside before he took off. Such a nice thing to do da?" Ivan said cheerily. He plopped down on the armchair, his large frame taking up every available surface that he could there. Ivan had been a rather large boy when he was small, but now he was huge, standing at over six feet and with a body mass to hold up. He was intimidating by nature, but he tried to be as less violent as possible. Ivan talked sometimes of being a pacifist but somehow when he would say that by the end of the day someone would have a new broken bone courtesy of Ivan.
"Who paid for the pizza?" Ms Jones asked, entering the room with a small amount of money to pay for it. Ivan smiled at her.
"Don't worry, I got it," Ivan said politely.
"Gosh, you're such a sweetheart. Thanks Ivan." Ms Jones left the boys to their own devices.
Quickly enough, Kiku knocked on the door right when seven o'clock hit. Every time they had an outing Kiku would arrive exactly on the time that he said he would. Yet even though they had known each other for years Kiku was the only one who wouldn't just barge into Alfred's house like he owned the place. Even Ivan would do that, even after Alfred and him had fought. In a way Alfred respected his friends view of honor, but he wished that Kiku could lighten up and relax and have some fun once and a while.
"Kiku my main man! What do you want to watch? Not like we need a distraction or some certain things not to be brought up," Alfred claimed excitedly, shooting Matthew and Lovino a glare. They erupted in laughter once again. Kiku and Ivan just looked confused, wondering what they had missed when they weren't here.
"Sure, sweetie cakes," Matthew chortled.
"Whatever you want shmookie poo," Lovino gasped through his laughter. Alfred felt himself blushing all over again.
"I hate you guys so much..." Alfred said for the second and most certainly not last time for that night. Kiku, sensing the mood like always could, thought that it would help if he changed the subject.
"Alfred-san, can we watch a movie?" Lovino and Matthew were still laughing on the couch. Kiku always wanted to refrain for asking for things, but Alfred had told him on almost every occasion that he came over that Kiku could ask for whatever he wanted.
"Oh ya! Guys come on! I went and bootlegged this movie just for us! It's not even in theaters yet," Alfred pleaded with his friends, using his best puppy dog eyes. Ivan rolled his eyes, way to immune to those pleading eyes. He could see everyone else caving into them already.
"It's a horror movie though, isn't it?" Romano asked. He didn't want to spend the entire night awake comforting both Alfred and Feliciano. Why they always had to watch a horror movie he never knew.
"It's Silent Hill 4!" Alfred chirped eagerly, already taking out the DVD from its case. Sure enough, in ugly handwriting, 'Silent Hill 4' was scrawled across the DVD. Matthew groaned, at least Ivan was never affected by these movies so they could laugh about them together. Every once and a while Alfred's horror movies would freak out even the Canuck, and he would have to spend the night curled up around his teddy bear to sleep. At least his friends were nice about it and didn't tease him about it like how they would tease Alfred. Maybe it was because he didn't try to crush whoever was comforting him.
Alfred popped in the DVD and not ten minutes into it someone was already dead. Lovino was grimacing and looking away, not enjoying how real it seemed to him. Matthew already had his bear out and was curling around it while he would also hold onto Lovino and let his Italian friend know when it was safe to look. (which was about ever ten minutes because it seemed like everyone was getting killed). Ivan was watching the television from his seat with a bored expression, almost as if he had seen it all before, and Kiku had already spread his futon on the floor and was reading manga on his phone, not sparing the television a second glance as he read. Alfred was the most interesting though. Feliciano had long since come out of the kitchen, and together Alfred and Feliciano were crying and watching the movie.
The three pizza boxes were spread out on the floor, everyone occasionally reaching down and grabbing a slice that suited their tastes and eating it. Everyone was either enchanted by the movie or enraptured by something else, they didn't even notice what they were really eating. By the time that the movie was over Feliciano was in a ball crying, there was only half a pizza left, and Alfred looked absolutely traumatized. Lovino and Ivan looked from their strange friends back to each other both going through a mental conversation of if they should try to get them to think about something else. It was obvious that no one was going to sleep, but still they should try to start the recovery now instead of later.
"Alfred, don't you always have some stupid game that you want us to play?" Ivan asked ruefully. Alfred always came up with some stupid plan for them, claiming that otherwise everyone would just get to bored at his house. He never seemed to realize that everyone was happy just messing around and talking. They didn't have to be doing something like the American who always needed to be moving around.
"A game? A game! I know a game! Remember the first night that we ever spent the night here? Like right after I moved here?" Alfred was already on his feet, bouncing up and down like a sixteen year old girl who just found out she is getting a car for her birthday. Ivan rolled his eyes, gosh how he wished that Alfred had a bigger attention span.
"What about it?" Kiku asked, popping out of his world of manga and anime. He had just finished the new chapter of Kuroshitsuji and the next one wouldn't be out for another couple of hours. He was so lucky that he had a friend who would scan the newest pages for him and send them to him.
"Truth or dare!" Alfred announced as if everyone was supposed to know what he was talking about.
"Huh?" Everyone stared at him with a blank face. Alfred looked at them as if they were supposed to know what he was talking about. Of course, they didn't.
"What does that kids game have to do with anything?" Lovino grumbled. He could barely remember that night, it was so long ago. He could remember how they spent the night together, but that was about all that he could remember. There was something teetering on the edge of his thoughts though, something that he was forgetting.
"When you guys first spent the night here, we played truth or dare. We barely ever do anything anymore, so why don't we do all the stuff that we did that night?" Alfred sounded so excited about it. It wasn't a half bad idea either. Alfred was right they had barely spent any time together, and this would be the perfect time to reminisce before school really started to grind into them. Everyone else was already looking around and nodding to his idea.
"Okay, Matthew truth or dare?"
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