((This chapter. I don't even. Just… what.
I know I said things would start picking up by this chapter, but this… I don't know what happened. orz It's pretty obvious that things will get serious quickly after this, so yeah.))
It was Saturday. After a week of insanity, the boys had all agreed to have a nice, relaxing, fun weekend.
Being who they were, "relaxing" rarely meant "calm".
They had decided to go see a movie, and then go to a karaoke box afterwards. While Ludwig had pointed out that this was a rather expensive day out for a bunch of unemployed high school students, Alfred pointed out that they lived in an anime and their parents were all literally nonexistent, so money really shouldn't have been much of an issue for them. Thus, it was decided.
Feliciano stood outside the movie theater, waiting impatiently for his friends to arrive. Since it was a weekend, he was wearing some clothes which Stella could not describe but were probably casual and maybe blue. Definitely blue. Yes, Feliciano looked really good in blue, and pretty kawaii if you don't mind me saying so. So anyway, they were all going to the movies and stuff, and Feli was inexplicably the first one there probably just because I feel like he hasn't gotten enough focus as the main character. So yeah, he was there.
Feliciano sat in the lobby of the theater, playing some iPhone game Stella didn't know that either because iPhones are way overrated and thus the only games she knows are Angry Birds, Cut the Rope, and that one with the parking. He might have been playing one of those. Or none of them. We'll never know. But the important part was that he was indeed using his phone. Wait, why is that important? It doesn't really actually manner.
Soon Kiku arrived, and HOLY CRAP IS IT HALFWAY THROUGH NANO ALREADY GOD I AM GOING TO FAIL, anyway Kiku showed up and was all "Yo, Feli, wazzup my homie." Except he didn't actually say that. Here's what he really said.
"Konnichiwa, Feliciano-kun," is what he actually said.
"Ciao, Kiku!" Feliciano replied, going to hug his Japanese friend. Kiku expertly dodged it, a skill he had perfected over several years of being friends with a very touchy-feely Italian.
"I can't wait to see the movie! What about you?" Feliciano exclaimed.
"I... eto... Yes?" Kiku replied confusedly.
"Great!" Feliciano said, oblivious to his friend's confusion. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the Jones twins outside the door, and waved enthusiastically to them.
"Yo! We're here!" Alfred announced, waving back. Matthew waved timidly beside him.
"Two tickets for Zombies VS Pirate Ninjas, please," Matthew told the cashier. The cashier said nothing, apparently not noticing him. Matthew coughed awkwardly to get her attention.
"Excuse me," he said, speaking up slightly. The cashier looked up.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there," she explained apologetically.
"Yeah, I get that a lot," Matthew mumbled, sighing. "Um, two tickets for Zombies VS Pirate Ninjas 3D, please."
"Alright, that'll be 2,150 yen," she replied, handing him two tickets. Digging around in his hoodie pocket a bit, he retrieved the appropriate amount of cash and gave it to the cashier, mumbling a quick thanks as he took the tickets.
"So like, what now? Do we just wait?" Alfred wondered, hopping around a bit near the others.
"I guess so," Feliciano replied cheerfully, watching the door.
"I wonder what is keeping Ludwig-san," Kiku said quietly. "He is usually on time for things."
"Yeah, it's a bit odd," Matthew agreed.
"Well the movie starts in like, 10 minutes or something, so he better hurry up," Alfred pointed out. "Anyways, I'm going to go get some popcorn."
Several minutes later, Alfred returned, crying quietly.
"Alfred-san, are you alright?" Kiku asked, rather alarmed.
"I tried to explain to him that this is the normal size for movie theater food here, but he still won't calm down," Matthew explained awkwardly.
"We're going to starve," Alfred whimpered quietly. Feliciano and Matthew patted him on the back comfortingly as he wiped his glasses off.
"Ah... It would appear the movie starts in five minutes," Kiku observed, slightly worried. "We should find seats."
"But Ludwig isn't here yet!" Feliciano exclaimed. "We have to wait for him!"
"Dude, if we wait for him we'll all miss the movie," Alfred pointed out.
"I'm sure he can find us on his own when he gets here," Matthew assured Feliciano.
"No! We have to wait for him!" Feliciano insisted.
As if on cue, Ludwig arrived... Along with Gilbert, and another young man with messy brown hair and a cheerful face.
"Ludwig! You made it!" Feliciano exclaimed happily, immediately glomping him.
"Yeah, hi," Ludwig mumbled, annoyed.
"Guess what! The Awesome Me has decided to join you guys for the movie! Lucky you!" Gilbert announced, grinning.
"And me," the other boy chimed in.
"Yeah, and him," Gilbert agreed.
"Hello Gilbert-san, Antonio-san," Kiku said politely, bowing in greeting.
"Wow, this is great! Everyone's going to see it together!" Feliciano exclaimed, excited.
"Oh yes, it's wonderful," Ludwig mumbled, clearly not happy. Meanwhile, Antonio was holding his phone to his ear, waiting for whoever was on the other end to pick up.
"Hola Francis!" he said cheerfully into the phone. "Gilbert and I are going to see Zombies VS Pirate Ninjas, wanna come?" He paused, waiting for an answer. "Great! See you in a few minutes! Yup, sure! Ok, adios!"
"Francis says he's on his way here," he explained to Gilbert, hanging up his phone.
"Awesome!" Gilbert decided, grinning. "He better hurry up, though, I don't wanna miss the start of the movie."
"Actually, the movie started three minutes ago," Ludwig mumbled, glaring at the two older boys.
"Wait, really?!" Gilbert asked, shocked. "Scheiss! Come on, let's go!" With that, he ran off towards the theater.
"No way dude, I'm gonna get there first!" Alfred exclaimed, running after him and spilling a trail of popcorn in the process. The other four soon followed, although somewhat less loudly.
Once they arrived in the theater, they found a row that was conveniently empty, something you would almost never see happen in real life when arriving late to a popular movie. They all found seats and sat in them, which I don't know why I just wrote that because what else would they do with them? Actually, don't answer that.
"Lucky it's still just the previews," Matthew whispered, sighing in relief.
"I hope it's not too scary!" Feliciano added.
Several minutes after the movie began, Francis arrived, climbing over the others to sit next to Antonio.
"Did I miss anything interesting?" he asked, causing several people in the theater to shush him.
"Not much, just the pirates landing on Zombie Ninja Island," Gilbert whispered back, casually stealing some of Francis' popcorn.
Several minutes later, Francis' phone rang, resulting in more glares from the rest of the audience. Shrugging apologetically, he quickly stepped outside and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Where the hell are you?!" Arthur demanded on the other end.
"At the movies," Francis replied plainly. "I WAS watching Pirates VS Zombie Ninjas until you so rudely interrupted."
"You were supposed to be at my place an hour ago!" Arthur insisted.
"Yeah, but then Antonio called and said they were going to the movies, and I decided that would be more fun," Francis explained explained. He then held his phone a good several feet away from his face in anticipation of Arthur's response. Sure enough, screaming could soon be heard through the speaker.
"YOU WANKER, THE FATE OF THE BLOODY WORLD IS AT STAKE HERE AND YOU DITCH ME FOR THE CHEESIEST FUCKING MOVIE POSSIBLE YOU IRRESPONSI-"
Francis hung up in the middle of his rant, rolling his eyes and putting his phone back in his pocket. He then returned to the theater, climbing over the others and sitting down again.
About ten minutes later, a very angry-looking Arthur stomped in, grabbing Francis by his hair and dragging him out of his seat.
"Owowowow! My beautiful hair! Stop, you monster!" he shrieked, kicking at Arthur.
"You DITCHED ME," Arthur snapped, glaring. "You are coming with me RIGHT NOW."
"Dude, shut up!" Alfred complaned. "We're trying to watch a movie here!"
"Ve, hi Arthur!" Feliciano exclaimed cheerfully, apparently oblivious to the situation. Ludwig facepalmed.
"Let me go!" Francis shouted. Meanwhile, all attention was on them, the other members of the audience whispering worriedly. One man quietly left the theater.
"Move it, frog! We have work to do!" Arthur insisted, still dragging Francis.
"Never! I am trying to watch a movie!" Francis argued, trying to get Arthur to let go.
"Please stop fighting," Matthew said quietly. "You're making a scene."
Meanwhile, Gilbert and Antonio were chanting "Go Francis go! Go Francis go!" repeatedly, and Ludwig was trying to pretend he wasn't there. Just as Francis was about to punch Arthur in the face, a security guard walked in.
"Excuse me," the guard said loudly, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you all to leave the theater."
"That's what I've been trying to get him to do," Arthur replied, glaring.
"Aww, man! I wanted to finish the movie!" Gilbert whined.
"Yeah, man, this sucks," Alfred agreed. They reluctantly left the theater.
"I am very sorry for the commotion," Kiku told the security guard, bowing deeply. "Please accept my sincere apologies."
"I agree," Ludwig added. "This is all ridiculous and I'm sorry."
"Will we be able to come back?" Matthew asked worriedly.
"No, I don't think so," the security guard replied, shaking his head.
"Alright, I understand," Matthew said politely. "Thank you anyway."
Their mood thoroughly ruined, the group reluctantly went outside.
"Great," Ludwig mumbled, stomping around half-heartedly and glaring at his brother. "I try to have a nice day with my friends, and you get us banned from a movie theater. Thanks a lot, Gilbert."
"Hey, I'm sorry, West," Gilbert said sincerely. "I had no idea Francis' weirdo friend would show up an cause a fight. Really, I wanted to see the movie as much as you do."
"Well now what do we do?" Alfred asked, his usual hyperactive enthusiasm turned into annoyed bitterness.
"Technically we could still go to karaoke," Kiku pointed out.
"I don't think anyone's up to it anymore..." Matthew said sadly.
"That was disappointing," Antonio decided. "Now I need a churro..."
"Well now that we're all here, how about we go back to my house and do some training?" Arthur suggested.
"No," the five boys said in unison, glaring.
"Pfft, training for what? The nonexistent military?" Gilbert said sarcastically, snorting.
"He means EV training," Ludwig replied quickly. "There's, um, a Pokemon tournament coming up... and our class put together a team."
"There is?" Feliciano asked, confused.
"Yes, there is," Ludwig growled, elbowing Feliciano.
"Dude, no there isn't," Alfred said. Matthew and Ludwig both facepalmed.
"Yes, Alfred-kun, didn't you hear about it?" Kiku insisted, giving Alfred a desperate, pleading look.
"Nope, I think I'd know if we were having a Pokemon tournament," Alfred replied, oblivious to what the others were trying to do.
"You guys are all crazy," Gilbert observed.
"As if you're any less insane," Ludwig mumbled.
"Never said I was," Gilbert pointed out, grinning.
Suddenly, Kiku's phone began to ring, blasting Viva Happy. Glancing at his phone, Kiku frowned in confusion.
"What's wrong, Kiku?" Feliciano asked worriedly.
"It... appears to be Lovino-san," Kiku explained, "Though I do not know why he would call me..." Frowning in confusion, he answered it. "Moshimoshi?"
"Hey bastard!" Lovino greeted him ever-so-politely on the other end. "Did you know your house is on fire?"