"*time skip because I forget what happened last chapter also nobody's .P.O.V. for now*

Roma was playing really loud Italian music to piss of Spain.. as usual. And Spain was in a bad mood as usual as well I guess.

"ROMANO TURN THAT SHIT DOWN!" Spain yelled from the living room. (A/N: I'm thinking about making their house little a trailer park house thingy.) Roma just ignored Spain and turned it up more just to piss him off for Romano was also in a bad mood as well.

Spain sighed out of annoyance but of course that little brat wasn't listening to him once again. He took a sip of beer and tried to focus on the television program in front of him but he could bearly here himself think over the music coming from Roma's room from right down the hallway. Somedzys he just wanted to choke the living daylights out of Romano but he couldn't risk getting arrested again.

As for Romano he was annoyed that Spain was still so cold towards him so he sat on his bed trying to form some sort of plan to get revenge on Spain. He took out is very noticeable diary and started to write some thoughts down on a few pages of paper. Eventually he had formed the best plan ever.

Spain suddenly got up out of his chair and stomped down the hallway to Roma's room. He looked so angry and he turned off the radio playing Panic! at the Disco.

"Didn't I tell you you to turn that emo shit off?" Romano quickly shut his diary and gave Antonio a smug look.

"I'm sorry is it really that annoying? I thought I was the most annoying thing in the world to you~." He batted his mascara covered eyelashes while his words came out very bitter and harsher then usual. Spain simply sighed and said "you are." He left the room and when't back to his NASCAR race while Roma kept planning his amazing plan. He smirked evily thinking how proud his younger brother would be of him if he knew the plan he had created to for sure get Spain to notice him. He put a lock on his diary and put it up in his closet as he thinks of a good day to execute his plan to get revenge on Spain.

Romano came out of his room. "Spain~ What's for dinner?" He asked as he ruffled his pink dress. Spain signed in annoyance "whatever is in the refrigerator." He takes out a cigarette and lights it despite being inside and it being bad for his health he really didn't care anyways. Romano opened the refrigerator and all there was.. was tacos that only had meat and chesse and nothing else. "These aren't tacos..." Spain just ignored him and kept drinking his beer. "Spain can you go buy some more food , please?" Romano asked with puppy dog eyes.

"No. Now shut up someone just spinned out."

A/N: So I mentioned NASCAR in here mainly because I love NASCAR now XD I'm such a nerd I know. I'm done with this series mainly because I am tired of people asking for more and rn high school is a bigger priority then some stupid story I wrote becuse my friend didn't want to rp with the 2ps. So this story is done.