Japan: HetaliaShadow does not own Hetalia.

Greece: Japan, your so boring sometimes.

Japan: Do you have an idea about anything else to say?

Greece: *sleeping*

Japan: *sigh* Since he's asleep, I will say what he was supposed to, or rather, Writer #2 will some something.

Writer #2: It's kay, I'll say it at the end ya know.

Chappie 4

Antonio lay in bed, hearing Gilbert's and Lovi's low whispers. His eyes widened when he heard something similar to a large object being lifted from its wall supports, which could only be his battle ax. He didn't wait for the sound of the door to close before he stumbled out of bed, and into the hallway. The scene before him made him speechless. There was a strange odor in the air, and his house looked like it just got robbed. The drawers and shelves were thrown open with their content spilling out all over the room; Lovi must have packed in a hurry. In the middle, Feliciano and Ludwig were tied to chairs and seemed to be passed out. Noticing his giant, grand battle ax missing from its place on the wall, Antonio's eyes widened even more, fearing the worst. In a raspy voice he cried out, "Lovi! Stop! Germany wake-"

Without realizing it, Antonio had taken a step forward and tumbled down the staircase in front of him. Desperate to not fall, he instinctively tried to grab the bookcase that was next to the stairs, which fell down with him, resulting in a crash that shook the whole house.

Outside, Prussia and Lovinio were climbing into the BMW, and heard the crash.

"What the hell was that?" Lovi asked.

"Oh shit, the un-awesome Ludwig must've broken his bonds." Prussia responded franticly.

"Let's get the hell out of here beer bastard!"

"It's AWESOME beer bastard." Prussia laughed and stepped on the gas.

Meanwhile, Spain lay even more broken and bruised, in a scene of utter destruction. Woken by the crash, Germany's eyes snapped open and he stood up straight, which resulted in the bonds snapping away in an instant. Looking around, he quickly put two and two together and muttered that he was never going to leave knock-out gas lying around the house. Looking around for the source of the crash he noticed Spain lying on the ground, and ran up to him.

"Antonio, vhat the hell happened?" he asked with confusion.

"Lovi...and Gilbert...are going...after England...Stop them...leave me...I have...Feli...take care...of Lovi..." The Spaniard wheezed his lungs hurting after the impact, which resulted in a lot more bruises. Ludwig cursed under his breath, he knew he should've locked his brother in the basement again, or at least given him to Russia to babysit. He quickly grabbed his pistol and ran outside, where he did a facepalm. They took his BMW...which left his Porsche...which was now a giant yellow bird...with "PRUSSIA IS AWESOME" spray-painted in black all over it.

"My beautiful Porsche...my poor beautiful Porsche." he muttered while climbing in, "Vhat did my bastard brother do to you." The tires squealed as he drove out of the driveway and on the road, directing his car to go in the direction of England's house.

Meanwhile, Prussia decided to take a pit stop, to change up Germany's BMW as well.

"What the hell beer bastard? Aren't we going to attack England?"

"Calm down dude, you're not being awesome. I plan on messing up my brothers BMW as well. Ve're going to go to attack him right after this, and the awesome me will be the savior."

"What the fuck? That's it, I'm walking by myself, you damn bastard." Lovinio turned on his heel and walked out, ignoring the Prussian screaming for him to stop. Nothing was going to get in his way for revenge, even if he had to walk and his only weapon was his bare hands. "Shit," he thought, "I forgot Spain's spear in the car, oh well, what the hell." Lovi ran as fast as he could in the direction of England's house.

~a tad bit later~

"Huh? Lovinio, vhat are you doing outside England's house? Vhy aren't you screaming or attacking or throwing a rage?" Ludwig asked, startled to see the older Italian looking so sickly. "Vhat happened?" The Italian just pointed at the door and threw up in a bush right outside the door. Ludwig walked in the house, and what he saw shocked him. He saw England and America in a...compromising position. Prussia walked in right behind him; he had just finished messing up Germany's BMW and had decided to see what was going on.

"Kesesesese~ blackmail!" Prussia shouted before snapping pictures with his camera. He ran around the couple taking pictures from every possible angle, for blackmail and for Hungary. In the meantime Ludwig left the room, went back outside, and joined Lovinio in throwing up. Arthur and Alfred were undisturbed by Prussia's antics. So he called up Hungary, "Yo dude, so at England's house he's with America in a compromising positi-" at that point she hung up and in 5 seconds flat she was there. Now by then America had realized something wasn't right and pulled away. He was speechless at Prussia's and Hungary's expressions. England himself looked up and smirked.

"Like what you see?" he said raising one of his bushy eyebrows.

"Iggy, s-stop it." the American said with a blush rising on his face.

"Huh? Are you ashamed of me? Or do you not want them to know where we were headed?" England questioned a dark smirk of his face as he lifted Alfred's chin with his thumb. Arthur licked his own lips while Alfred trembled. All of a sudden Lovinio burst into the room.

"YOU DAMNED TEA-BASTARD!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Huh?" England looked crossly at the Italian out of the side of his eyes.

"HOW DARE YOU HURT SPAIN? I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

"Oh my, looks like we have an enraged lover in my house." Arthur's sarcastic bland tone just infuriated Lovinio.

"THAT'S IT YOU DAMNED SON-OF-A-BITCH BASTARD" Lovinio screamed and ran at England who just sat there with a blank expression on his face as the Italian charged. When he was right in front of him, England jumped, then landed right behind the Italian and kicked him in the middle of his back. Lovi cried out in pain before England gave another punch to his side, which resulted in the Italian falling down.

Greece: Writer #2, your turn to speak.

Writer #2: Why yes, yes it is. I wanted to tell everyone that even though this story is coming to a close, me and Writer #1 are already planning other fics. Not to mention I already started my own, that is not a collab. There are like two chappies left, and chappie 5 is gonna be uploaded right after I edit. And then imma start writing chappie 6. cause writer #1 didn't feel like editing her own chappie. *sigh* people these days.

Japan: *claps* wonderful speech Writer #2.

Greece: I'll name a cat after you if you review *drifts off to sleep*