AN: Hi~ So I usually don't update until like a week later BUT I HAVE BEEN REALLY OBSESSED WITH THIS MOVIE MAN. I don't know how I never watched it until a couple of days ago! Anyway so that's why I bring you all another chapter! I'll update my other stories later tonight or tomorrow, depending how tired I am XD So here is the second chapter for Moulin Rouge! Thanks again guys for always supporting my stories! Also I'm changing the Dane into a Frenchman FYI XD

Bold Italic-Antonio's writing narrating thing Italic-Singing Italic underlined-Thoughts

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Hetalia, or the show, or the music, or any of that! I only own this story.

Previously

"Where in Heavens name are we going to find someone to read the role of a young, sensitive, Swiss poet goat herder?!" Felix exclaimed, looking at Feliciano, Tino, and Roderich stressfully. Felicinao smiled at Antonio and pointed at him, making the Spaniard's eyes widen. "H-Huh?!"

Before I knew it I was upstairs, standing in for the unconscious Dane!

Now

Antonio, Feliciano, Felix, Tino, and Roderich were all on the second level above where Antonio lived, costumes and lights everywhere in the small room.

Light bulbs kept bursting and Felix looked like he was going to explode. Antonio flinched as another bulb shattered, trying not to cringe at the bad lyrics pouring from Feliciano's mouth. His voice wasn't bad per say but…Antonio would just leave it at that.

The French man was passed out on the bed in the corner, his legs hanging off without any care. In the front of the room was a set that had fake mountains that were painted and a sky above them.

Feliciano came out from behind those mountains with a wide smile on his face and a…shirt on his head? Trying to look like a nun? Antonio didn't understand and he wasn't going to try anymore. Besides, he was ON TOP of those mountains made by hand so it couldn't really get any crazier than this. Not to mention the fact that he was dressed as a Swiss man. Yes, tights and all.

"The hills are made~! With your bonifique symphonies of Bescar~!" Feliciano sang, Antonio not saying anything and just wondering how the hell he got into this mess in the first place. Since they didn't have a piano, Roderich just hit a couple of bottles with a stick that made pretty sounds to fill in what music should have been there after Feliciano sang.

Tino tried to do the light and sound affects…Which failed completely. Felix watched this disaster and finally snapped. He jumped and waved his arms around to get everyone's attention. "Oh stop! Stop stop stop stop stop! Stop, that insufferable droning is like, drowning out my words!" Felix shouted, walking over to Roderich and snatching the stick out of his hands.

"Can we please just stick to little decorative piano~?" Felix asked, Roderich looking slightly shocked.

There seemed to be artistic differences over the lyrics to the song.

"I don't think a nun would say that about a hill…" Tino said first, looking at the other three in the group while Antonio was still on top of the set.

Roderich pushed his glasses up. "What if he sings that 'the hills are vital, in toning the descant'?" Roderich said, pointing at Feliciano who was still dressed as a nun. Felix looked at him and gave him the 'Oh you have got to be kidding me are you stupid?' look.

"The hills quake and shake~!" Feliciano said with a big smile. Tino shook his head and closed his eyes. "No no no, the hill…The tone…" Antonio continued to stare at them with a nervous smile.

"THE HILL! I incarnate! With symphonic! Melodic!-" The Frenchman had finally awoken and had stood up out of bed with a grin and had started shouting these things, adding in his own opinion. He suddenly stopped smiling and passed out again, falling on the bed like a rock.

Felix, Tino, Feliciano, and Roderich stared at the passed out blonde. Felix looked done with the Frenchman, Feliciano just stared, Tino looked shocked and so did Roderich. "No." They all said at once, dejecting his idea.

"The hills um t-the hills" The four all started arguing, trying to figure out decent lyrics for this song. Antonio came up with a brilliant idea and tried to interrupt politely. "T-The hills…The hills are-" Antonio said, trying to get their attention. The four continued to argue-Well besides Felix, he just looked pissed with how this rehearsal was going.

"The hills are-" Antonio tried yet AGAIN, and yet no one would listen. Felix looked like he was going to explode, and Tino, Felicinao, and Roderich were still fighting about this. Finally, Antonio took a deep breath and sang.

"The hills are alive! With the sound of music~" Antonio sang with passion, staring up at the ceiling with a grin.

Feliciano and the others slowly stopped talking and looked over at Antonio with awe in their eyes. They all stood in silence and after a moment, they all heard the Frenchman wake up and stand up, knocking over various things and thus creating a mess. He strutted over and he kept his blue eyes on Antonio and muttered as he was walking.

"The hills are alive with the sound of music-I LOVE IT!" He ended up shouting at the top of his lungs. Antonio breathed out a sigh of relief, the other four muttering the lyrics they had just heard. Roderich tested it out with the music he had so far and gasped, turning around to Antonio. "It fits perfectly!" He said, Antonio smiling.

"With songs they have sung, for a thousand years!" Antonio sang, leaning off the ladder he was standing on and grinning. Feliciano, the Frenchman (which Antonio would learn later that his name was Francis), Roderich and Tino all gasped and cheered, clapping their hands.

"B-Brillante!" Feliciano shouted, turning around to Felix. "You two should write the show together! You and Antonio!" Feliciano said excitedly, Antonio looking at him with a smile. The others nodded in agreement. Felix looked at them all with an appalled stare.

"I beg your pardon?!"

But Feliciano's suggestion that Felix and I write the show together, was not what Felix wanted to hear.

"LIKE, GOODBYE!" Felix shouted loudly, glaring at everyone as he slammed the door shut, leaving. Antonio turned around as he was getting off the ladder, staring at the same closed door everyone else was staring at.

Like five minutes later

Feliciano raised the drink he had gotten with a smile and said to Antonio. "Here's to your first job in Paris~!" The Italian said this happily, tilting back his drink and swallowing it in one go. Antonio turned around and smiled slightly.

"Feliciano, we all agree, however no offence Antonio, but have you ever written something like this before?" Roderich said to Feliciano and Antonio. Antonio smiled and shook his head. "No~!"

Tino and Roderich looked like they were all doomed, but Francis came up to where Antonio was with a grin. "Ah! The boy has talent~!" Francis said, going up to where Antonio was standing on the ladder and putting his hand on his crotch like it was no big deal. Antonio gasped and looked at Francis with wide eyes.

"I LIKE HIM!" Francis said loudly, quickly taking his hand off of Antonio's crotch. "Nothing funny honhon…I just like talent." Francis muttered, looking at everyone.

Antonio got down from the ladder as Feliciano was chatting happily to the others. "The hills are alive with the sound of music~! See Roderich? Without question we can ride the truly bohemian Moulin Rouge show that we've always dreamt of!" Feliciano said, almost crying from how happy he was. Antonio stared at the little group, wondering what the things they were talking about were.

"But how will we convince Romulus?" Roderich asked, making Feliciano go silent along with everyone else. However, he did not stay silent for long.

But Feliciano had a plan!

Feliciano smiled widely and said sweetly. "Lovino." The rest gasped slightly and nodded, turning towards Antonio. He smiled nervously. "H-Hola…"

They would dress me in the Frenchman's best suit, and pass me off as a famous Spanish writer. Once Lovino had my modern poetry, he would be astounded, and insist to Romulus that I write Spectacular Spectacular!

Tino, Francis, Roderich, all listened to Feliciano's plan, while Antonio tried to get closer to them so he could listen in and see if what they were planning would be dangerous or not.

The only problem was that I kept hearing my father's voice out of my head!

'You'll end up wasting your life at the Moulin Rouge with a cancan dancer!' Antonio heard his father's voice go through his head again and stared as everyone else smiled and laughed.

"NO!" Antonio shouted, freaking out because of what his father had said to him. "I can't write the show for the Moulin Rouge!" Antonio said loudly, running to the ladder that was in the hole in the floor that lead to his house. He started to go down it when the rest of the guys ran after him, looking at Antonio when they reached the ladder as well.

"Why not?!" Feliciano yelled, a frown forming on his face. "I don't even know if I am a true Bohemian revolutionary" Antonio exclaimed, looking at all of them with doubt. The rest of them gasped as if him saying this was a crime.

"Do you believe in beauty?!" Feliciano shouted with a smile on his face. "Si." Antonio replied, looking at them with uncertainty.

"Freedom?" Francis asked proudly. "Yes of course~" Antonio responded.

"Truth?" Roderich asked, pushing his glasses up. "Yes…" Antonio replied, looking at all of them.

"Love?" Tino asked, staring at Antonio with a smile. "Love…" Antonio said, the rest leaning in closer to hear his answer and most of them wearing smiles.

"Love…Above all things I believe in, I believe in love…" Antonio answered softly, looking at them all. They all continued to smile at him, waiting for him to continue.

Antonio took a deep breath and said. "Love is like oxygen..." The Spaniard said, the rest gasping in delight. "Love is a many splendid thing, love lifts up to where we belong! All you need is love!" Antonio said happily, grinning from ear to ear when he was finished.

Feliciano smiled widely and started laughing, Tino looked at Antonio and nodded, Roderich smiled and Francis looked happy. "See you can't fool us! You are the voice of the children of the revolution!" Feliciano yelled happily, raising his cup.

"We can't be fooled!" Tino and Roderich said at the same time jokingly. Francis helped Antonio get off the ladder and started laughing. "Let's drink to the new right of the world's first Bohemian revolutionary show!" Feliciano said, laughing with everyone else.

It was the perfect plan. I was to audition for Lovino, and I would taste my first glass of…Absintan…

AN: SO YEAH NEXT CHAPTER IS GONNA BE AWESOME I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO IT SO MUCH. Anyway I really hope I'm doing okay with this…I love the movie and I really wanted to write this and I don't want to mess it up so if anyone has some advice or constructive criticism I am more than happy to listen! Also I know it seems like this is going really slow (To those who have watched the movie) but I have to write this all out and include the details of things too XD Anyway so Antonio will probably meet Lovino in the next chapter. So for those of you who HAVE seen Moulin Rouge…Heh…hehe…Oh yeah, things are gonna get interesting ;) Part of me just wants to skip to 'El Tango de Roxxane' or in this case, 'El Tango de Lovino'~ BECAUSE IT'S SO PASSIONATE AND THE JELOUSYYYYY. I can just SEE Antonio's jealousy driving him mad *sighs happily* But I won't obviously. I can already feel my mind coming up with ideas for that! "His lips, caress your skin…It's more than I can stand!" Just imagine Antonio singing that in that scene! The passionate jealousy…"Why does my heart cry…Feelings I can't fight!" AGHHHH I HAVE TO STOP THINKING ABOUT IT OR I WON'T SLEEP. So! Until the next chapter in this, my other stories, or anything new, Peace!

~HetaliaAndSpamanoFangirl