A/N - Ciao! It's a-me, Italy! Karma is out right now, so I thought I'd do the author's note! Just this once! The Rebellion does not own Hetalia, which is both me and the show. That a-would be a little weird. And I don't own the Rebellion! They are a little too scary for me to-a own them. Get-a ready for this chapter! Ready? HERE WE GOOOO!

CHAPTER 7

This takes place directly after the date. Denmark is at a bar, where he sees Prussia drinking and goes over to talk to him

Denmark:*sneaks up on Prussia and hugs him* *jokingly* Hey, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with Hungary? * makes kissing noises*

Prussia: *in a low growl* Shut it Dane.

Denmark: *still chipper* Wow, someone is upset. Do you want to talk about it?

Prussia: *bitter* Nein!

Denmark:*slightly shocked, then regains cool* I'll buy you a beer.

Prussia: Nein. Gott, vhy are you so annoying? *finishes glass*

Denmark: Cuz I'm Danish. *sigh* Come on it will make you feel better. Tell me. *slides Prussia another beer*

Prussia: *looks at Denmark, then the beer. Snatches the beer of the counter, and sighs* Fine, I'll tell you.

*Tells Denmark everything that happened between himself and Hungary that night.*

This part of the chapter takes place the day after the "date" and the meeting. Denmark and Germany are at the local ,and empty, coffee shop waiting for Eris and Karma, when they see Hungary wander in

Germany: *sigh* Vhere are zhey?

Denmark: Yeah, they are taking forever.

Germany: . . . Ja, you are righ-*sees Hungary come through the door* . . . Hey, Hungary, come here for a second. Ve need to talk.

Hungary: *walks toward Germany and Denmark* Oh, I vas just looking for you. I need to talk to you as vell.

Denmark: Really? . . . What about?

Hungary: Uh. . . . *slightly blushing* P-Prussia. . .

Germany:*slightly shocked* Actually, zhat is vhat ve vanted to talk to you about.

Denmark: More specifically, what happened between you two last night.

Germany: I tried asking Prussia, but he just started nervously laughing und shouting "I am awesome!" und ran in his room. Actually, I better go check on him. I vill be back in a bit. *leaves*

Denmark: I have a question for you.

Hungary: Hmm?

Denmark: Do you like Prussia?

Hungary: *Shocked am blushing* I . . . er . . .V-Vhat?

Denmark:*coolly* Do. . . You . . . Like . . . Prussia?

Hungary: Vell zhat is very blunt. Vhy do you need to know anyvay?

Denmark: *smirks* Reasons.

Hungary: *blushing even more* Fine *sigh* . . . . . *mumbles* . . . Y-Yes.

Denmark: Then why did you sa-

Prussia: *in background* Shut up Vest! Just leave me alone! *comes out into the shop. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees Hungary*

Hungary: *sees Prussia and turns away and blushes* I-I zhink I should g-

Denmark: *cutting off Hungary* No, it is fine. Stay.

*awkward silence*

Prussia: I . . . . Hungary, vhat are you doing here?

Hungary: *bitter* Vhat?! Am I not allowed to be here?

Denmark: . . . .

Prussia: No, no it is just. . . . *blushing* . . . . . Damn it all! *leaves*

Hungary: . . . .Vhat is his problem?

Germany: *enters the room again* Who knows.

Denmark: I know, and so does Hungary.

Germany: She does?

Hungary: I do?

Denmark: You should, it is obvious. He is upset about what happened between you two last night.

Germany: Vhat?! Vhat happened last night?

Hungary: *blushing and looks away* I-I don't vant to talk about it.

Denmark: Fine then, I will.

Hungary: Vait, vhat?! How do you know vhat happened last night?

Denmark: Prussia told me.

Hungary: Vhat?!

Germany: He told you? *deeply hurt*

Denmark: Yeah. Well, I bribed him with beer.

Germany: Damn, I should of thought of zhat.

Denmark: Anyway to make a long story short, they went out to dinner. Prussia asked her to be his girlfriend and Hungary turned him down.

Germany: So he finally did it. . . . . .

Denmark: And that is not all, he ditched her when she went to the bathroom.

Germany: He did vhat?! Hungary, is zhis true?

Hungary: *sigh* Sadly yes. Your brother is an idiot. . . I am going home. *turns to leave*

Denmark:*grabs Hungary's hand* No, please. Stay.

Germany: Yes, Denmark is right. Ve need to sort zhis out.

Hungary: *yanks hand away from Denmark* Vell, you can do zhat without me.*turns to leave again*

Germany: Vhere are you going?

Hungary: *stops, sighs, and turns back around* Home, vhere else vould I go?

Denmark: Well, you could be going off to see Prussia.

Hungary: *blushing* N-no.

Germany: Ok, let me get zhis straight. Prussia asked you to be his girlfriend, und you said no, right?

Hungary: *slightly blushing* . . . . . Yes.

Denmark: And you like him, right?

Hungary: *Blushing even more* *softly* . . . Yes.

Germany: Zhen, vhy?

Hungary: Vhy do I like him, or vhy did I say no?

Germany: I vant to know vhy on Earth you vould respond like zhat. I vant to know vhy you said no.

Hungary: *looks away* I don't know, I panicked.

Germany: Oh, so you meant to say yes.

Hungary: I-I don't know.

Germany: Vhy don't you just tell Prussia how you feel?

Hungary: . . . . . . . Bye *leaves*

Denmark: . . . . . Women.

END CHAPTER

A/N - Hungary seems so sad... I bet she'd like some Pasta! Ooohhh, I want some pasta, too! Thank you for reading! PASTAAAAA!