Okay! phew, I'm on a roll for posting early this time. hopefully I didnt jinx it.

anyway, here you all are! say thanks to PridexWretchedluver4ever for getting the ball rolling with the introduction of the awesome Prussia and feisty Romano. and for also giving me insperation.

"Bastardo, stop fucking following me everywhere!" I huffed out.

"Aw, c'mon feisty pants. I'm just following you to find out why you Italians are so cute!" the annoying albino, known as Prussia, whined.

Ever since I let this guy stay at my house he refuses to leave me alone; not even Spain is this bad. Don't get the wrong Idea, I only let this guy stay at my house because the potato bastard kicked him out and it was storming outside. I couldn't just let him stand out there, but now, thinking back, I just should have let him drown out there

"Shut the hell up; if you want to see 'cute' go pester my brother. I don't do fucking cute." I tried to lose him by trying to blend in with the shoppers in the small open market.

"Hey, stop trying to run away from me" Prussia grabbed for my arm and pulled me back to where he was.

If I keep babysitting this guy, I will never be able to finish buying food and still be able to cook for Spain in time. Ah, wait I didn't mean that last part! I mean feed my cat, yes my cat.

I had to lose this guy and fast.

"Okay, what if I tell you I could take you to Feli? Then you can continue your 'research' (if you can call that research) and I can keep my last shred of sanity. Is that okay?" I tried explaining it slow so it will sink through his thick head.

"That sounds AWESOME! I command you to take me to Feli, Mr. Feisty Pants!" Prussia wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"Stop calling me that you potato bastard!" I hit him in the stomach.

Never, and I mean fucking NEVER, will I take this man shopping for food with me ever again. It was like babysitting a small five year old child after a packet of sugar caramelized. Prussia kept running up and through the farmers stands juggling fruits and after that he broke a poor woman's basket while trying to show off to me on how many cart wheels he could do in a minute.

Fortunately for me, I only had a few more objects to buy and Feli's house was not far from the farmers' market. I ran to get the few things on my list and got the heck out of the market.

"Well, I can never come back there again…" I sighed out.

"I'm sorry Romano, it wasn't my fault that they couldn't handle my superior awesomeness" Prussia puffed out his chest and lifted his head up high.

"Just shut up before I decide to ship you to Siberia in a card board box…"

We reached Feli's house pretty fast. I walked up the steps of the old brick house and tried opening the door, but for reasons unknown the door was locked. Feli never locked the doors before.

"Hey Feliciano, it's me Lovino. Open the door." I knocked on the door and put my ear to the it.

Nothing…

I walked towards the windows and tried to peer through them, but the blinds were shut.

"Damn it, Feliciano…" I mumbled.

"What's wrong?" Prussia moved closer to see what I was looking at.

"Hey…do me a favor. Look through the dirt in that flower pot for me?" I half-heartedly pointed at the flower pot on the other side of the porch. I was too focused on trying to figure what was wrong with this situation then to deal with him.

"Uh, sure?" Prussia walked over to the flower pot.

I walked over to the other side of the porch and tried to peek through to see if Feliciano was in the garden, but I couldn't get a good enough view. All I could see was small occasional bursts of amber lights and small crackling sounds. It almost sounded like…FIRE!

I sprinted to the garden and busted open the gate with one good kick to the lock.

"FELI! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?" I yelled out. I was so panicked; please let him be alright.

The scene I walked into was far from ever being alright. A large pile of computers, cell phones, and what I could only imagine are cases of beer were stacked up high. In the middle of the garden was a gaping hole where a large, fierce fire spewed from it. To top it all of Feliciano held a large sledge hammer and swung at the pile of belongings like it was a disgusting object that needed to be eradicated. The scene did startle me, but what truly struck me was the look on Feliciano's face. With each blow Feliciano struck on the pile, his face would expel pain and anger mixed together. I have only seen Feliciano truly angry and hurt a few times, but never to this extent.

"Oh dear lord…Feliciano…" the words just spilled from my lips.

"Hey Lovi, I couldn't find anything in the pot- what's going on?" Prussia's mischievous smirk slowly faded from his face.

Feliciano dropped the hammer and tried to hide the pile of now broken objects.

"Oh, fratello, Prussia! I didn't see you there…" Feliciano tried to play it all off by giving me one of those fake smiles.

For a while, I just stood there frozen in place, just staring at him. I had no Idea what to do next.

"OH FOR ALL THAT IS GOOD IN THIS WORLD!" Prussia, completely ignoring the situation, sprinted past me and lunged towards the pile of broken stuff. He lifted the broken bottles, of what I can predict was German beer, up into his arms and held them as if they were his own children.

"WHY THE BEER!?HAVE YOU NO MERCY!?" Prussia fell to his knees and lifted his fists up in the air.

"I'm sorry Fritz, Vati! I wasn't here to stop this tragedy!" Prussia yelled up to the clouds.

"Fucking drama queen…" I huffed out.

Feliciano, using this opportunity, tried to walk away from the scene of the crime.

"Get back here, mister! I haven't forgotten about you" I pointed at the spot in front of me.

"Si, Fratello…" Feliciano dragged his feet.

"Now, what is all of this?! Have you lost your mind!?" I scolded him.

"Spare me the harangue, Fratello. I'm in no mood" Feliciano turned his face away from me.

"LIKE HELL, YOUR IN THE FUCKING MOOD!" who the hell does he think he is?!

I grabbed his ear and pulled it.

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME! We are going fucking going inside now and we are going to talk about this like fucking civilized people…Prussia, drop the stupid beer and get your ass in the house now! I'm not playing with you boy. I'm about to slap the crap out of someone and send them 6 feet under!" I dragged Feliciano by the ear all the way into the house.

Prussia reluctantly let go of the broken beer bottles.

"I'm sorry, my loves…"

"PRUSSIAAAAA!"

"C-Coming!" Prussia sprinted into the house.

hahahaha well goodbye for now, I should be studying for my finals. ops~